Akaza Snowflake Novels & Stories

Even though Kaze’s phone call was not loud, he was able to listen to the conversation. He could tell that the person who called was a woman but did not know her identity. When Kaze looked up after the call, he saw Arthur’s curious gaze. He found it annoying because Arthur was a little too curious about almost everything. “It’s Snow, my assistant,” he said, hoping that Arthur would not get the wrong idea. Arthur was slightly surprised but quickly reacted and said, “Snow? Snow Frost? Jet’s sister?” “It’s not as if they are blood-related siblings. They’re more like cousins,” Kaze explained.

The same dream same again with the black and white wolf but this time another wolf knocked it away from me, beautiful brown fur with strands that seemed to sparkle gold in the moon light. "Chica it's time to wake up." The honey smooth voice whispered. I opened my eyes to a girl my age maybe slightly older, her beautiful curly black hair was pinned up. Her smile was slightly crooked but it reached her dark brown eyes. She was gorgeous, her milk choclate skin seemed flawless; she didn't look like anyone in the pack so the only thing that made since was she was visiting from abother pack. "Wayne was worried you'd find trouble. I am sorry I got here to late to help before though." She reached ou

As rain started to fall, I belatedly remembered how the weather forecast said it would get colder later in the night, and maybe even start to snow. Once it starts snowing in Atlanta, it never seems to stop. I used to dread winter, but Lucas would always wrap me in his coat several sizes larger than I was, keeping a warm blanket available in his car just for me. Looking back now, those moments of so-called happiness were never meant to last. As the rain poured harder, strands of hair stuck damply to my forehead, and my steps wavered almost to the point of collapse. I shook my head and let out a bitter laugh. How did my life end up like this?

Lydia asked, echoing her sister's earlier comment. “Yeah,” Sean nodded. “You smell like honeysuckle.” “No, that’s not my smell,” Lydia waved him off. “Well, it’s true! Lydia, you smell like that,” Blake added, sniffing her sister. “If I remember correctly, your smell used to be like ice in a…” “White snow,” Lydia completed. How could she smell like honeysuckle? Her wolf was associated with the scents of white snow and bluebells. She sniffed at herself but regretted it; without her wolf, she couldn't smell anything.

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

"More than answers?" she asked again "Yes...you need explanations," he said "Armani I think I'll be glad if I could just get answers to my questions" she replied. "Won't that makes this more complicated for you?" he asked taking a seat next to her. Zaylee didn't reply. "But you can throw your questions. I'll answer them all" Zaylee looked at Armani "Are you sure?" Armani nodded. "I found this suitcase that had something engraved on it and it said 'Too late Mr. and Mrs.. Reynolds' was that referring to me and Dex?"

"Ms. Emma is already down there." I was moving before I could think, taking the stairs two at a time, and when I reached the foyer I saw Emma standing near the entrance with her arms crossed while a blonde woman in a tight dress gestured wildly. "Adrian, finally," the woman said when she saw me. "We need to talk about our baby." I stopped several feet away, studying her face and trying to place her. "Who are you?" "Kasia," she said, like I should remember. "From Monaco, few months ago? The yacht party?"

Just before my wedding began, Mom suddenly clutched her chest and collapsed. I abandoned everything and rushed her to the emergency department myself. But the moment we arrived, a message appeared in the family group chat. "I've got Rachel tricked into going to the hospital. The ceremony can begin." Dad replied immediately, "Don't worry. I'm already walking Serena down the aisle." My brother, Andrew, added, "Serena waited ten years. Today she can finally marry Isaac openly." All three messages were deleted almost at once. Then my best friend, Phoebe Langdon, accidentally posted a video from the ceremony into the group. In the video, my younger sister Serena Calloway was wearing the w

Brian, Adrian, and Kyra stayed at the house to keep Azzura company. The afternoon air was quite cold. Snow fell continuously like rain, creating a thick layer behind the house. In addition to thick winter clothes, a scarf was wrapped around Azzura's neck. Azzura smiled as Brian put a white wool hat on her head. "Thank you," she said. Azzura raised her hands and blew air onto her palms. Steam came out of her lips, feeling warm on Azzura's hands. Then, Azzura rubbed her palms together to add warmth.

She appeared in front of the window, defiantly looking at him, her cold but charming face visible through the full moon. When he noticed Azura standing outside the window, he was taken aback. Azura jumped from the third floor and landed gently, flashing a mysterious smile. The man realized Azura was no ordinary person and dashed after her. However, as he ran to the street intersection, he lost sight of Azura. He looked around, but the heavy snowfall obstructed his vision.