Wof Winter X Qibli นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I’m not ready to share anything personal just yet. Please don't insist. - You are strange. - I lit a cigarette, opening the window, I said. - Nothing more than all of us. Bars answered thoughtfully. - Are you from this world? - I clarified. - Not. Bars replied quickly. “I'm just a werewolf. Other than turning into a snow leopard, I have no other abilities. - What about medicine? - Fox interrupted him. - My flock from the East Siberian taiga forests. Bars shared with us. - The climate is harsh there, but we have long adapted to life at an eternally sub-zero temperature. The indigenous people in the settlements often practiced Tibetan medicine. It was interesting to me. I became interested in

It is a trading company. Today I have the Winter. co and several affiliated companies all over the country. Several properties and factories, hotels, and stores. And the best part is no one can find out it’s me who owns them. The companies are owned by Kian and Alex Winter, but because they are minors I am their Guardian, but there is no trace of me when anyone looking into the company. I am simply an employee from the outside. My most trusted employees and my lawyers know of course how it is.

You could say they almost seemed scary, if Nadira didn't know who they really were. The girl on the left with long snow-white hair has a different eye color. Her right eyeball was brown, the result of the donation she got as a result of Nadira's past actions. There was a scar running across the eye. Meanwhile, her healthy, real left eye is black. This best friend is a wolf-shiftergirl… a countryman with the murderous gang that Nadira once slaughtered.

I had never seen that on a Wolf. “Congrats,” Brax mutters, eyeballing the girls as the boys throw themselves at Klaus. “They are going to keep you busy.” The three strangers hold themselves back, watching us with a mix of concern and worry, especially the woman with white hair. She couldn’t take her eyes off Dane. “Neah, this is Xavi. My mate.” Klaus introduces the white Wolf. “Thalia cursed him years ago; he is trapped this way.” “He is also a Witch Hunter,” Brax adds.

Winter was born with bright emerald eyes. "The king and Queen of Mortaga Kingdom wanted to have their first son marry Winter." Dominic looked at me and tilted his head. I purse my lips, "No, she has a mate somewhere." I exclaimed. Dominic shook his head, "Cali, she was the only one of the girls. That has not shown any signs of having a wolf," Dominic explained. I arched a brow, "She could be Vampire like me," I paused. "Dominic, she is only nine years old. She will either be a vampire or wolf, but an arranged marriage? she will hate us both."

I see Elio, Cahya, Marquis, Baylee and a few other guards surrounding Winter, who appears unbothered as anything. He’s in a white t-shirt and jeans looks so causal with his blonde hair slicked back, even in the moonlight it looks like a halo is around him. Those piercing ice blue ocean eyes snap to me and I fall back, wanting to break the eye contract. How does he know it’s me? “It’s simple, I’ll leave as soon as you give me what’s mine and no one else has to die,” Winter taunts, his voice sounding ragged, deranged. Someone died?

"I wonder if he was from The Skyefrost Pack, too." Gray shrugged. "What was his name?" "Rolph Allen," Xander replied. "No. To my knowledge, he has no association with The Skyefrost Pack. He's the Alpha of The Winterborn Pack in Alaska, but The Skyefrost Pack is in a territory not far away from them." Gray scoffed, shaking his head. "Do yourself a favor and stay as far away from him as you can."

Elara walked out of the building into the gray light of the valley. The storm from the north had had arrived, the first heavy flakes of winter snow were falling down through the trees like ashes from a fire. The timber wolf was still standing on the ridge above the road, his eyes watching her. His eyes were a pretty gold color. The wolf and the woman were just standing there looking at each other. They were standing in the middle of an empty space with forty yards of cold hard stone between them. The woman did not call out to the timber wolf. She did not get her fire ready. The timber wolf did not call out either. The winter was going to be a long one. The timber wolf and the woman were two

I stole your daughter's mom. Kyle leaned in with a cheeky grin. Behind me, I soon heard the sound of my daughter accidentally knocking over a cup. "Exactly." I calmly reached out and stopped him from coming inside. "You know very well your mother can only be stolen." Kyle's expression darkened instantly. "What did you just say, you idiot?" He raised his fist high. But when I saw the thing hanging around his neck, my pupils constricted. "What is that? How do you have that?" "Owen Duncan, what are you trying to do?"

*Winter* The air was thick with dread, a palpable tension that clung to me like an unwelcome shroud. Each strained breath felt heavier than the last, weighed down by the ominous atmosphere surrounding the Whispering Reef. Walking side by side with Aaron, I couldn't shake the prickling sensation on the back of my neck. Was it just the chill of the winter air, or was there something far more sinister lurking just out of sight? The trees loomed tall and twisted, their gnarled branches reaching out like skeletal fingers against the bruised sky, casting everything in an unsettling shade of gray.