White-haired Female Characters Novels & Stories

In the three years since I became Zander's mate, I've tried to kill myself ninety-nine times. Kidnapped by a rival pack in my youth, years of torture nearly destroyed me. I clawed my way back to the Crescent Moon Pack, only to find my place had been taken by an adopted daughter, Vivian. My Beta parents doted on her, and my fated mate—the Alpha himself—had eyes only for her. I begged them, told them my kidnapping and my suicide attempts weren't accidents, but all I ever heard was: "Ember, you're delusional. You just wandered off and got lost." "You tried to drown yourself in the river." The people closest to me, and not one of them believed me. Until the ninety-ninth time. Another "suicide." When I woke up three days later, I rubbed my aching head. My eyes were vacant, my own gaze foreign to me. I had forgotten who I was, forgotten the humiliation I'd endured, forgotten the desperate girl who had thrown away her dignity for a scrap of her Alpha's affection. At the pack ceremony, while everyone waited for me to fawn pathetically over Zander, a single tear slid down my cheek for reasons I couldn't comprehend. I wiped it away and, under the shocked stares of the entire pack, announced calmly: "Zander," my voice was steady. "I don't love you anymore. So I, Ember of the Crescent Moon Pack, hereby reject you as my mate." "This little act again?" Zander sneered, his eyes glinting with the same casual contempt they always held for me. But he didn't know. This time, I was leaving him for good. It wasn't until I vanished completely that the ones who'd never believed me were the ones who truly went mad.

At the New Year's party, my pineapple juice is swapped for beer. To make things worse, I've just taken cephalexin, which shouldn't be mixed with alcohol. After barely surviving the ordeal, I am shocked to see my husband, Harry Grant, defending Sally Lane, who was responsible for the mix-up. "Can we please just let it go? She didn't do it on purpose," Harry pleads. However, I'm not about to forgive Sally, especially given how sketchy her relationship with my husband has always been. But Harry cuts me off with a scowl, "Enough! She's just graduated and doesn't know any better. "What's the point of holding a grudge? Do you really want to ruin her life to feel better?" he asks, clearly trying to protect her. As I watch him stand by her, my heart sinks. "Fine then, go live with her."

When I was four months pregnant, my fiance, who was a doctor, left me hanging when we were supposed to get married. This was not the first time; this was the sixteenth time. The first time, his nurse fainted at the sight of blood during an operation, and I waited for him for an entire day at the city hall. The second time, his nurse called, and he left me behind on a viaduct to buy daily necessities for her. Whenever we were about to get married, his nurse would call him for all sorts of problems. The final time was when he told me he was sick. Despite the rain, I rushed to the hospital, only to find that it was his nurse who was sick. He stayed by her side to care for her while he lied to me without batting an eye. At that moment, I began to hate him. I aborted our baby and left. But he chased after me and even traveled out of the country just to apologize.

After being reborn, the first thing my cousin and I did was switch grooms. In our previous lives, we had gotten married on the same day. She, gentle and composed by nature, became the wife of Blake Malcolm, the aloof naval commander. On their wedding anniversary, Blake skipped the occasion to celebrate his childhood friend's birthday. My cousin had only wanted an explanation, but Blake claimed his conscience was clear. They fell into a silence that lasted fifty years. And me? With my temper—quick to fight, never one for patience—I had married an accountant from the machinery plant's compound. The accountant was soft-spoken, forever complaining about how loud I was, and how little I cared about appearances. We fought every three days, major arguments every five. Eventually, he stopped coming home. Less than a year into the marriage, we divorced. Then one day, my cousin and I opened our eyes and found ourselves young again—and it was the day we were to marry. Again.

A night was enough for Soma to feel a pull toward a stranger that turns out to be a warrior in a rival pack. But how can a female Alpha of one of the most dominant packs share an unlikely bond with a ‘cursed’ warrior? Soma Walters is a wild, free-living mateless Alpha who happens to chance upon a male wolf that she develops a strange feeling for. However, there is no explanation to what she feels for him because she has unknowingly been connected with a man that does not have something the others have despite being ripe enough for such — A spirit wolf! She makes it her burden to be with the ‘cursed’ warrior while neglecting the warnings from others of her not being with the right partner. Now, it’s left for her to handle the pressure, especially when jealousy and betrayal gets involved...

Bleu is the illegitimate son of the alpha king. Not wanting the world to know his mistake, Bleu and his mother were banished by the king to the far end of the kingdom. Later losing his mother and growing up as a rogue, Bleu had become quiet and feral. He spent his days mostly in wolf form and was only focused on surviving. That was until he found a small, naked unconscious woman in the swamp.... His mother always told him stories of the beauty of having a mate. Could this female be a gift from the heavens? Hazel is the daughter of the duke and was being forced into a political marriage with the son of the alpha king. Deciding to run away, she flees but faints due to exhaustion. She wakes up to meet Bleu. A sweet feral wolf who happens to think that she was his mate.

Like most of the other Alphas in the Werewolf clan, Freya is a natural Alpha female who is loved and respected. She was compelled to believe it at first, but she didn't want to when she visited another pack and found out that her mate was an average Omega. In to force the Omega, her mate, back to her tribe against his will, she had to assert her claim over him. And what will happen when she finds out he's a Lycan and a direct descendent of the moon goddess? How will her partner, the Omega, discover his true identity and the reason behind his transformation from a highly capable pack member to an average Omega?

A young alpha female werewolf, Ulrich, is struggling to find her place in the world. She is constantly battling against the expectations of her pack and society as a whole. One day, she discovers a mysterious group of werewolves living in secret in the woods. She soon learns that they are a powerful and dangerous force, and they have been watching her. She must find a way to protect herself and her pack from the mysterious werewolves, while also trying to discover their true motives. Along the way, Ulrich discovers secrets about her own past that could change everything she thought she knew about herself and her pack. With danger lurking around every corner, Ulrich must use her strength, courage, and wits to survive the ultimate showdown between her and the mysterious werewolves.

This is the fourth book to the Bloodstone series. It can be read as a standalone, but it will have cross-over characters from the series. The dark realm is heavily guarded for a reason. Nothing good lurks beyond the border. Nothing good ever happens in a world full of darkness and evil intentions. But sometimes, you have to tempt fate to save your soul. Nesrin should know by now that tempting fate only leads to sorrow, poor decisions, and potentially deadly situations. But sometimes, the need to save someone else from their own fate clouds your judgement. What will Nesrin do when she goes too far down the rabbit hole? What will happen when she is on the brink of death, and the only thing that can save her is losing a piece of her own soul too? The clock is ticking, and the creatures lurking in the shadows can't help themselves when the chance to taste royal blood is on the line.

5 hours 5 hours was all it took for Mia to lose everything; her money, luggage and her old life. When Mia left her small town in Texas to New York City to pursue her dreams of being a writer, what she didn’t expect was to be scammed, tricked and to stumble upon a dangerous scene that puts her life on the line. Everyone in and out of the state knew who Aaron Lombardi was. Being the youngest billionaire with a thriving business was the reputation he built from scratch and was determined to keep. So when threats start coming in and his only clue is a red haired girl with a bit of an accent, he is determined to find the truth through any means possible.