Whitebeard Novels & Stories

A human? On the deck of the Giant Whale, the greatest of Umbracia's four Lords of War stood imposingly. Known as the Giant Whale Lord of War, he towered over two meters tall, his hands gripping a deep blue steel trident, his figure clad in gleaming sky-blue battle armor. His gaze was fixed on the horizon, eyes alight with a fierce glow. Indeed, it was a human. The Lord of War, the mightiest and youngest of his era, the very man who had sparked this monumental conflict, Alexander!

“Aaaaaarrrrrgggghhh!!!!” With just a flick of his hand, a number one swordsman from Bingdao had blown away hundreds of swordsmen from both sides. Making the deck of the Louchuan ship, which was almost full of people, become empty and quiet. There were only General Fu Lian, Xu Xiaofei, and Patriarch Yuan Kai on the ship's deck.

I state clearly stating that his precedes here weren’t appreciated but he doesn’t seem to get the news. He remained mute leaning back, not seeming like he was about to go anytime soon. “What do you want?” I asked irritatingly. He smiles his green eyes glittering, “You’re beautiful”” he says instead cutting me off guard. “You’re Lyra Skye? The wolf he got married to” he states yet again alarmed at how much he knew. Who was this guy? “I’m Xavier Blackwood” he responds. I read through his mind but could only get the fact that he wanted to know me out from him. He seems to know how to shield his thoughts.

The pirate leader Red Beard contributed more than 1,000 gold coins worth of personal treasures. Yes, pirate leader Red Beard Hel was unaffected by the Dead Cloud spell when he led a raid on the Mage Tower construction site because he was in the rear command post. Coming from a family of small merchants, he knew that the level of the mage who could kill hundreds of pirates at once was definitely not low. He immediately surrendered obediently.

Behind him, ten warriors stand like statues, their uniforms neat, their expressions unreadable. Beside him, Alpha Dorian Vex emerges, adjusting the cuffs of his black leather coat. Unlike Elias, Dorian carries an aura of cool confidence rather than brute force. His high cheekbones and sharp, calculating eyes make him appear almost regal. His jet black hair is slicked back, a single silver streak cutting through one side. He wears a fitted black combat suit with a silver wolf emblem stitched over his heart. His ten warriors follow him closely, their matching dark attire giving them a ghostly presence.

“You have something to tell me, Harlon?” “Nope. You’re in because you’re in. Not because of my daughter.” The cryptic message was easily understood. Dad wanted the bear shifters to join the war against the hunters, but they were hesitant. “It makes a difference.” “Why?” I asked. “Tips the scales. Whoever possesses the white wolf is fated to win.” Boomer looked at me skeptically. “You have ebony hair.” “Yes.” “The opposite of white. The color of our hair matches our fur.” I hadn’t thought about the correlation, but he was right. Even the grey wolves had similar colors in human hair.

Mo Hu asked, furrowing his brow as he stared at the white-haired man. “She’ll be here shortly! But before she arrives, we must deal with those within this formation, so go with my men far from this place!” explained the white-haired man as he tossed a white token—which also belonged to his mother. Seeing the token, Mo Hu understood and retreated from the arena alongside one of the white-haired man’s men. The elders exchanged glances; they then nodded and advanced toward the white-haired man without saying a word. Swish… “Ghost Sword, Cut the Sea!” One of the highest-ranking elders, wielding a sword, slashed toward the group of men.

So, yeah, he’s also a badass, it just looks different than my form of badassery. Our youngest brother Dax is currently the pack’s Lead Warrior, which means he works closely with Gamma Bree in running trainings and sparring sessions, and with me when it comes to battle strategy. Thanks to my parents’ leadership, leadership which I at least hope I’m carrying on, there’s been little reason for the latter, but I like knowing that I have one of my brothers, someone whom I trust implicitly, in that role. And, my parents, while retired, still live on pack lands while they enjoy their retirement. So, I’m really very lucky. But it’s still not the same as what I see Cayden has with Zella or Bree has w

Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious. Tonight, he was up against another monster a man rumored to be just as deadly, ju

"I love you Silver. I love you with my entire being." "You have made me the strongest man, now, I will go and fight for our love and I will win. For you I will." Shinja waved Silver bye and went into Brown's room. In Brown's room she wished him good luck and walked out. She did not kiss him but pecked him on his right cheek. The Arena The princes were finally staged in the arena each in his corner. Silver wore silver armor representing his kingdom. Brown wore armor colored caramel to depict his kingdom. The same colors adorned their corners respectfully. Bolton sounded the gong and the fight begun.