You The Radiance White Novels & Stories

"The curse is deep and it is strong. This Ishild you speak of… she is more powerful than any sorceress I have come across. I only see darkness around her. Whatever shred of her that was left after the daemon took her soul is long gone" "Is there a way to break it?" Saffron asked. Oda nodded slowly. "It can be, yes. But only light can drive out the darkness." "What does that mean?" Saffron questioned impatiently. "It means you, dear. You are a white witch. It is your white magic that can erase the dark."

Then Aria’s eyes opened. They were not the warm hazel they had once been. They were pure white, luminescent and blank, pupils and irises erased by an intense inner glow. Ryan’s breath hitched. The light within them was steady and indifferent, like a lantern burning where no human flame should exist. Her hair had changed as well; strands lost color, paling into an almost spectral white-gray that shimmered faintly in the fractured light.

Her skin is white as porcelain, almost translucent, accentuating the dark colour of her eyes. Currently, Orizon is experiencing a grip of winter, chilling even the stoutest of hearts. Our landscapes haee transformed into a wintry wonderland, where snow blankets the earth in a pristine white cloak, and frost paints delicate patterns on every surface. Her, in this white dress and pale skin, it is easy to call her snow white, she is a princess after all.

Alley POV: We spent all day pampering ourselves and getting new outfits for us all to wear tonight. Since white seemed to set the mood we decided to wear white dresses and our mates to wear white suits to match. When we got home I quickly ran upstairs to shower, when I stepped out I wrapped my hair up in a towel after I dried myself off and pulled out my makeup. I didn't want to wear too much of it so I chose to use the nude pallets, beautiful shades of brown, tan and beige. I applied a small amount of base before deciding that the tan would better suit my skin tone for today, with a light shade of blush, a smidge of mascara and it is done. I brushed through my hair that seems to have turned

Zeus said to me. "I am not going to mate with a low level Omega that would be bad for my soon to be pack" I said to Zeus. Then quickly pushed him to the back of my mind hushing him up, all of a sudden all my senses were on high alert. I smelt a wolf, I came to a complete stop, and I looked around but couldn't see anyone around me. I slowly crept around to an opening in the woods, that's when I saw the most beautiful white wolf ever seen. she was just laying down beside the pond. Impossible I thought to myself I've never seen a white wolf no one would believe me. "I can not connect with her it's like there's no soul in her, no one to talk to" Zeus said.

He pointed to a wooden rack and said, "Master Montgomery, the treasures that the White family currently has that can improve the elemental property are all here." Caspian looked in the direction that the other party pointed and immediately saw pieces of minerals of different colors, which were as big as adult's fists and as small as quail eggs. They were shining with colors and neatly placed on the shelf. The total number was probably around twenty pieces. However, the moment he saw these minerals, Caspian felt an aura different from the natural precious materials in the past. After staring for a while, Caspian looked at Que White and said, "Is this what your clansmen brought out from the Vo

If he can give me a hickey, it's not a big deal to hold his hand. I slip my hand in his. He presses his thumb on the back of my fingers and tugs me up. When I step out of the room. I freeze. This place is heaven. White Mansion! White marble shines like glass so that I can see my face in it. I tighten my fingers around his calloused fingers. I glance at the roof, there is a huge chandelier hanging against the roof. They are shining bright with a slight ray of sun.

With a cry, she hurls the energy out—not at Arwan—but toward the undead Lycan. The creature jerks. Its massive head turns toward her. Claws twitch. Its hollow eyes pulse faintly, no longer green but… white. Pale. Alert. Arwan’s voice cracks. “What are you doing?” Lumina’s eyes open all the way. They glow. White. Pure. Blinding. Her hair begins to lift around her shoulders, the strands glowing at the ends. Her skin hums with light, no longer blue or violet—but white-hot. Something ancient wakes up inside her, and she doesn’t fight it.

The dreaded King Daniel of the Darke stood in front of the stained-glass window in the castle library with his hands clasped behind his back as Imara started to appear from the mist. Unlike every other witch he’d ever encountered, Imara’s mist glowed white and gold like a cloud on a sunny day. There were no white lighters left in the Realm, or at least they kept their existence hidden away. Daniel’s deep dark eyes weren’t used to her shine and he needed a few moments to adjust to her brilliance.

They’ve reached the ninth floor already. They find themselves in a warm-impressed room. A light yellow wall, colorful piled floor, and big windows gone through by that blue Lune illumination, yet the room isn’t illuminated by that blue illumination. The room is like illuminated by LED ones like in a department store. The windows might have been enchanted that any light that goes through it will be converted into a white one that they illuminate the room with white light.