White Karma Novels & Stories

"We found out she lied. She wasn't the White Wolf. So we killed the bitch to prove our loyalty to you!" Lucas added eagerly, his face wearing a mask of sickening, fake devotion. "Yes, Ivy. Everything before was just a test we gave you. As a White Wolf, you need to learn tolerance. Now that you've passed the test, we've already discarded Sarah. We are the twin Alphas, your perfect match. Only we are worthy of you in this world." Looking at their faces—so arrogant yet so pathetic—I just found it hilarious. They actually thought murdering their accomplice would wash away the blood on their own hands.

Ethan lowered his eyebrows as soon as Kara called his name. He didn’t know she was back to the pack because her sister hadn’t informed him about it. She was someone who liked to be around him, one of the few people in the pack who didn’t fear him like others did. Unlike Daphne whose wolf was white in color, Kara’s wolf was a fierce black that could run for ages.

He was a werewolf and worked for Rogue. His men were everywhere. "We can discuss this later," Harry muttered. "When we're... Alone." Indianna nodded and looked over at the car park as a truck drove in. "That's new," Kimberly pointed out. "It's bloody ugly as well." Kal scrunched up his face and nodded. "Out of all colours he picked the shitty brown colour." "It's a car," Indianna said. "You do not appreciate their beauty," Kal said sadly and shook his head.

The words stung Blackwheel and gave him the same effect as a silver knife would give him if he was involved in a fierce battle with people who despised his true nature. "I give you until tomorrow to make amends of your past mistakes," Nneka said, holding her son close to her. "You will have to apologise to my mother, apologise to me before apologizing to my son, your grandson." Blackwheel agreed and walked away without looking at her as he felt his body slowly taking the shape of a human body. He kept on walking until he was stopped by a hunter who was curious about his skin color and the reason he was walking alone in the night. By the time he was done explaining to the hunter by creating a

Keska takes over and I'm just in the back of our mind, resting better than if we'd been asleep. Keska was a beautiful wolf with her black fur, white tipped ears and tail, and white paws. Her black fur is the same shade of black as my long braid, that reaches half way down my back. My skin isn't as white as parts of her fur, but it is not off by much. The biggest difference is our eyes, her golden yellow eyes are completely different to my forest green color. I will miss being able to shift as I please during this week, but it will be over soon enough and then I can come home.

“I was wrong, Mr. Lee. I confess that I did Mr. White dirty. He killed himself to save us, but we betrayed him. We don’t deserve to be called humans.” He started slapping himself. Karma hit Zach back hard. “Take him away. Tomorrow is my buddy’s death anniversary. He can repent his sins to my buddy’s grave.” Kaze waved his arm.

The old warehouse had been empty for a few months, but with generators connected, the music playing, and the bikes all parked in sections, it looked like the perfect way to spend the day. He parked his bike in an empty space, waiting for Jenna to park the truck right behind his bike. He couldn’t park with the Warriors, it would be seen as favoritism, and that his allegiance lay with them and only them. This way, he was still just Wrath, the lone rider. He spotted the Warriors immediately, and Weasel took the shopping bags from Jenna’s hands. “You are sitting with us, aren’t you?” Jake grinned. “Yeah, Weasel, we’re sitting with you.”

But the moment I looked up, I froze completely at the reflection in the mirror. The bizarre wolf ears from last night were gone, and my eyes had returned to their original black. However, my hair... all of my previously black hair had permanently turned a stark, snowy white. Not only that, it had abruptly grown a significant amount—thick, voluminous, and flaring out with a wild, untamed nature.