Whitewashed Characters Novels & Stories

He grinned as he stared at her face. Her green eyes was something he couldn't just stop staring at and he didn't plan on stopping anytime soon. Damien walked a step closer to her and placed his hand on her face. "You have extraordinary beautiful eyes Aurora, and I'm very serious" Aurora was quite a looker. Even though she looked so simple and normal, she was actually a very beautiful person with a calm demeanor. Was it because she was a white witch? White witches are known to be the opposite of the black witches. Good and evil, selfless and selfish. There were a lot of things that differentiated the white witches from the black witches, even though there are so many white witches who turned

It seemed to be fading more and more every time my soul seemed to reach out and grasp nothing on the other end. I didn’t look up at the sound of thundering paws on the ground. No one screamed like the days before. I guess even the maidens were used to it. Then, there were gasps. Mary and Lauryn got up and ran down the stairs. I looked up as Rhys shifted into his human form. With him were seven others. I recognized them as warriors of Whitelark. His eyes were bloodshot like he hadn’t been sleeping, but they were fierce in the fire’s glow. He was bandaged across his chest. His armor looked like it had been through the ringer.

he promises. He waits for Alcina to leave too, before stretching in the grass. Time for a nap until the White Wolf returns and he joins her for an in-depth conversation...

They have seemed a little bummed out but they have been the best uncles in the world to William Ashlee and Danny. I was standing in our large walk-in closet trying to figure out the best outfit for tomorrow, we needed to look a certain way and decided to wear white as a symbol of purity, our promise to everyone that we will be pure in all we do. We had a lot to review and a lot to change and even though change can be scary, it is necessary if we all want to continue to live a peaceful life. Pythia has to take on the elders and we have offered to help her but she is set that this is something she has to do. From what she has told us they are very set in their ways and are angry that she has a

They were beings of incredible power and kindness, who had only sought to live in harmony with others. As I flipped through the pages, I found more references to their downfall. The text spoke of how the white wolves' refusal to fight back had sealed their fate. They had believed in peace and harmony, not in violence and conquest. This made their extermination all the more tragic. They had been betrayed by those they had welcomed and trusted. A particularly poignant passage described the last stand of the white wolves. Surrounded and outnumbered, they had faced their attackers with dignity, choosing to protect their young and the most vulnerable among them rather than fight. It was a heartbr

’ the man’s voice was not more than a whisper. ‘He was moving fast, like one moment he was here and in the blink of an eye he would be on the other corner of the room, and he doesn’t run, he spins’ Cecilia answered to him. They were all strongly trying to deny and not accept the fact about South Hills Pack but as they were connecting the dots, it was forcing them to accept no matter how sour and cruel it looked to them. ‘Lilith is White Wolf, and she is also Alpha, and calling her Alpha was the boy who has ability to spin and move fast, something we ordinary wolf do not have’ man murmured, witches exchanged glances with each other. They got scared watching how his face twisted.

Dad grabbed the nurse, throwing her out of the room alongside himself. "Well-done, Emily, you have accomplished your mission." A sinister scent emerged, a wicked laugh echoing across the room. The once blue sky was now a mixture of black and white with the moon reflecting its radiant image. Wails filled the air as a ray of light fell from the sky, hitting a mountain on the other side of town. I groaned, wincing as my hand was scorched by the flaming book. The pages settled, words in red appearing on the pages. "Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…"

The appearance of a white wolf is mystical in shifter history. The prophecy claims that a white wolf is the guiding power behind a great change. These crazy men thought I was leading them to victory in some shifter war. “I’m probably just an albino, right, Doc?” He shook his head from side to side, making me feel defeated. “No. Beyond your white fur, you have no signs or DNA of albinism. The code for pure white fur is polygenetic. Multiple alleles are responsible for the expression of white fur. The probability that the exact combination for the trait is present is extremely low.”

The moment I did though, it popped open, just to reveal the last thing I thought I would see. White. White walls were the first thing that greeted my eyes. All around me the bright color, glowed, while it burned the corner of my eyes. While I had no idea where I was, I realized there was something off about the walls. If I was being honest, they looked more of mirrors than walls. What was going on here?

alpha Rowan says, he looked ruffed up, he had a big bite over his neck, and my eyes kept going back to that point on his neck. The two alphas sat next to each other on one side and I sat on the opposite one, I kept avoiding their eyes, worried that I won't be in trouble now. "Have you ever heard about white wolves?" alpha Aiden asks me and I shake my head no. "Verbal answers please," alpha Rowan order me. "Okay, haven't heard," I say in a mumbling voice. "White wolves are the rarest wolves out there, some people don't believe they exist, do you know how many there are out in the world?" alpha Aiden asks me and I shake my head no.