Novels by Snow Drop

Rosalie's POV The first thing I did was scream.It hurt like hell, two points on my neck that felt like two poisoned arrows sitting in my neck. Even more devastating for me, was how I could feel whatever was in his bite spread through my neck and into my body.“Caleb,” I whispered. “What have you done?”He spun me about, and I felt him adjusting my body on the car in a panic, but the bite was still spreading and burning through my blood, with each point it covered making me feel numb—except for where his bite had gone in.“You'll be fine, Rosa,” he whispered, though his teeth chattered as he said it, and I saw tears in his eyes. The numbness had now extended to my feet, and my body felt heavy. Sweat covered every inch of me, and raising my hand to wipe it felt like a chore that I could barely manage. Unsuccessful, I let my hand drop back.More sweat now covered my face, and I felt my eyes cloud over, and when the heaviness lasted long enough, I let myself fall into the darkness.**

Rosalie's POV I stopped and watched him kick something away that made a loud clang.“It was a trap,” he explained, opening the door wider for me. “I think it's safe for you to get out now. Could have destroyed your leg if it got at you for sure.”I stepped out gingerly, and stared at the hand he offered me.“When I relax, I lie on the body of the car and stare into the night.”I still did not take it, and he walked off without another word, so that I had to watch him walk around and then hop on the car's body. He spread himself on the front of the vehicle, and lay so that his back rested on the glass and his hands formed a cushion for the back of his head. “You're weird,” I said, calling out to him. “I don't know why I came here with you.”That was true. I suddenly regretted it.“There's the North Star,” he suddenly said, pointing up at the sky to one particular, obvious one. I followed his finger, and saw the bright light. “Back in the day, anybody who was lost would use it to find

Rosalie's POVHe touched two of his fingers to his face and then looked at it.“Does that make you feel any better?” He asked, looking back at me with amusement on his face.I clenched my fists by my side and launched another one, but it was less successful and rather dribbled down the side of his chassis as he burst into laughter. Now angry, I launched a third one that never even went far.“I know you to be many good things, Rosa, but I don't think I ever saw the llama side,” he answered, staring at the wet pudding on the ground. “Would you leave me alone,” I roared, now feeling stupid. That somehow made everything even worse, because I could feel passing eyes looking at us.“No. Now get in the car. We've put on enough of a show already.”“I'm not going anywhere with you,” I snapped, low enough for him to hear.He nodded, and then drove off.I was genuinely surprised that he did, and it crushed something inside of me as I continued to walk on the street, watching cars pick up those

Rosalie's POV I stormed past the assistant, who looked as though she was seeing a ghost without sparing a thought for her. For all I cared, she could lose her job.All I knew was how angry I was with Caleb.We had not spoken since the night he threw the party for Nate, and as broken as I was on that night, I thought he needed some time to learn to deal with his jealousy, and decided to give him some time and space.Then, I could feel him waiting for me.I thought he was becoming childish, in all honesty, ruining things and then waiting for me to come to him, so I refused to bend and allow him, and I pretty much kept him off my back for most of the time. Deep inside me, I was waiting for his patience to snap and for him to reach out.Then I saw that woman enter his office.Instinct made me guess her intentions, and curiosity made me pick up a bunch of decade old files from my desk to use as an excuse. When I reached the office, I saw his assistant sitting there, typing away at her com

Caleb's POV.“I mean… what are you really here for, BonBon?” I asked, reverting to a sweet name I gave her. “You didn't come here all the way just for shares?”“And what if I did come for just that?” She asked. “Are you trying to say that I'm a whore? That I'm only useful when you want sex and not business? Is that why you haven't been contacting me recently, Caleb Kingston?”She said my name like something she longed to spit out.“If I contact you for only sex, does that not make me a whore too?” Her eyes sparkled with a wicked glint.“You know how to say the right things. That's why I like you.”“I'll sell the shares to you at the price you want, because of our friendship, and as a way of asking for your forgiveness. You sound pretty mad at me.”“That's why I came here to you. I knew you would do the right thing. I also need a way to say thank you to you, the way we used to back then.”She was finally revealing her true intentions.“Words are enough,” I grinned.“Oh stop it. I was

Caleb's POV I paid for the sleepless hours that passed on Rosalie in my office the next morning.One sleepless night shouldn't ordinarily have had much effect on me, but I now remembered that the sleepless hours had been accumulating over the last few days, until now that I sat in my office, groggy and still managing to dish out commands to the workers that trudged past the door of my office.When at last, I gave my final order, I called my assistant and told her I was not to be disturbed for the next three hours. “No one at all?” She asked, aware of my special considerations.A look at my face in my selfie camera was enough for anyone to see how horrible I looked, with the dark circles under my eyes and the redness in them. Rosalie had also seen me this morning, her eyes darting in another direction the moment they met mine, and I hoped that she had seen me.If she saw me the way I wanted to see me, and still cared for me the way I thought she cared for me, then I expected her to c

Lilian’s POVI woke up with my head resting on Leon’s chest and one of his hands curled around my waist.Sunlight slipped through the curtains, exposing the clothes scattered across the floor. My bra hung from the bedside lamp while Leon’s trousers had somehow ended up close to the door.I could barely remember how they got there.After our first round, we had rested for less than fifteen minutes before starting again. Leon made good on several promises he had whispered during our video calls, and by the time we finally slept, my entire body felt exhausted.I lifted my head carefully.Leon’s eyes remained closed, but a satisfied smile curved his lips.“I know you’re awake,” I whispered.“I’m sleeping.”“You’re smiling.”“I’m having a good dream.”I pinched his nipple.His eyes flew open. “Violent woman.”“You deserve it.”Leon rolled over without warning, trapping me beneath him. I laughed as he pinned my wrists above my head.“Should I remind you who was begging me not to stop last n

Lilian’s POVLeon carried me into the bedroom, my legs locked around his waist, my body rubbing against the hard length of his dick with every step. The friction alone left me breathless.Six months.I had spent six months imagining this moment, but none of those fantasies compared to the heat of his hands gripping my ass or the thick pressure of his cock straining against me through our clothes.He lowered me onto the bed and stood between my thighs.For several seconds Leon only stared. His chest rose and fell heavily, eyes travelling slowly from my face down to the place between my legs. The hunger in them made my pussy clench.“Why are you looking at me like that?” I whispered.“Because I need to make sure you’re really here.”I reached for his shirt and pulled him closer. “Touch me, and you’ll know.”A low sound escaped him. He pushed my shirt upward and off, then unhooked my bra. The straps slipped down my arms. Leon’s hands closed over my breasts, thumbs brushing my hardened ni

Lilian’s POVSix months sounded like a short time when Leon asked me to give it to him.Living through those months was a different matter.I attended my lectures, completed every assignment and pretended that being in another country did not make me feel like a prisoner. My mother called every Sunday, but our conversations never lasted more than five minutes.She asked about school, food and the weather.She never asked about Leon.I never offered to tell her.Leon and I spoke every day, although we had to be careful during the first few weeks. He found a job at a private fitness centre and rented a small apartment close to it. He refused every offer Cole made to lend him money, insisting that he needed to prove he could build a life without his father’s help.Our late-night video calls were the only things keeping me sane.Sometimes we talked until one of us fell asleep. Other nights, our conversations were not so innocent.Leon would lower his voice and tell me everything he wanted

Lillian's POVLeon caught my wrist as I attempted to move away.“You don’t get to make that decision for both of us,” he said.“I’m trying to protect you.”“And I am trying to choose you.”Before I could respond, Leon released me and reached into his pocket. He pulled out his car keys, dropping them on the centre table. Next came his wallet. He removed two bank cards and placed them beside the keys.My eyes widened.“Leon, don’t.”He ignored me.“I’ll move out tonight,” he told his father. “I’ll find somewhere else to stay, and I’ll get a job that has nothing to do with your company.”“You will come crawling back within a week,” his father spat.“Maybe. But if I do, it will not be because I regret loving Lilian.”My mother shook her head repeatedly. “Have both of you lost your minds?”Perhaps we had.I did not know what else could explain the fact that a few hours ago, Leon had been inside me while I cried about losing him. Now, he was standing in front of our parents, giving up every

Lilian’s POV“What?” I breathed, staring at my mother as if she had suddenly started speaking another language.“You heard me,” she replied coldly. “You will leave tomorrow morning, and you will not return until Leon is married.”My knees hurt against the floor, but the pain was nothing compared to the panic tearing through my chest.Until Leon was married?That could be months. It could be years.Worse, she expected me to stay away while another woman took the man I loved.“Mom, please.” I struggled to stand, wiping my wet cheeks with trembling fingers. “You can send me away for a few months if that will make you feel better, but you cannot ask me to wait until Leon marries someone else.”Her expression hardened. “Why not? Is that not the only way to end this madness?”My stomach twisted painfully.She was not sending me away to punish me. She wanted Leon to replace me.The thought of him holding another woman, kissing her and making love to her made something ugly crawl beneath my s

Lilian's POV.The atmosphere in the living room was so thick with tension that I found it difficult to breathe.Cole stormed out of the room after seeing us, and he called out parents immediately. They were already on their way home when they got the call.He didn't utter a word to us after that, he just packed his belongings and left the mansion, leaving us to face the aftermath of our actions.My mother sat on the couch, her hands clasped together while her legs shook on their own. My stepfather on the other hand just kept pacing up and down, visibly restless.Since they arrived, they'd not uttered one word, yet I'd already cried my eyes out. Regret rested on my shoulders like a heavy weight and no matter how much I sobbed, the feeling remained.Leon and I stood beside each other, the both of us occasionally exchanging glances between each other. We knew we shouldn't have explored this, but it was too late to make amends.My eyes darted over to my mother who now had tears rolling do