Akaza Snowflake Novels & Stories

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

Not one person who associated with Charles was normal, not even my brother. At midnight, as the old year passed by, Charles gifted me the biggest and most dazzling fireworks in Atlantia. The fireworks bloomed in the air, spelling out my name along with an arrow piercing through a heart. I sincerely found it hard to compliment his aesthetic sense, but found out soon enough that I hadbunderestimated his creativity and imagination. As soon as the fireworks faded, thousands of drones rose into the sky, forming different images. Each one was a place that he'd visited in the past — from towering mountains to deep seas. In each photo, he was grinning at the camera, holding something in his hand.

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?"

Aki quickly executed the hand seal of Rin, the Diamond Thunderbolt, and chanted: “I am empowered with vital energy.” She projected a dome-shaped cushion of compressed air over Sasha, effectively blocking the second kukri chop of the ice monster. “What is that thing?!” “It’s an ice golem!” Sasha screamed from where he had fallen on his butt on the ice. Aki flicked the rope into a loop around her forearm and tugged with all her might. “Let’s get out of here!” she screamed.

Six years had passed, and now it was snowing again. I lifted my hand and caught a snowflake. Suddenly, my heart felt so pure. I forgot all the responsibilities and burdens of being an alpha, forgot the complicated world I faced. I just watched the snowflake melt in my hand, feeling a simple joy. Kayla, look, it's snowing. Will you build a snowman with your daughter tonight? I shook my head quickly. No, that girl is too delicate. She can't run around in the snow. The image of Daisy's fragile form appeared in my mind.

She was hiding herself from the flying dragonfly which then perched on the edge of the table near Jai’s position. “Oh. This is a very big dragonfly. What is—I mean, what’s her or his name?” Jai asked. “This is Sakura. She is a Cherry Blossom Dragonfly.” Tsubasa answered. “I don’t want to seem rude, but I’ve never seen a dragonfly as big as her. Is it a normal size, Tsubasa-san?” Jai asked as he observed Sakura, the raspberry colored dragonfly that’s almost as big as a two months old kitten.

Akira interrupted. “It was an accident,” Sakura said, feeling pleased all of a sudden. “I suppose I can’t go on after all.” Mr. Tachibana didn’t answer. He simply stared at Sakura, his eyes wide in wonder. Without the mask on, she was simply too beautiful for words, especially with the gold glitter lining the recently broken mask still stuck to her flawless face. And those two different-colored eyes of hers. They were simply amazing. One was the color of summer, a bright azure blue like the wide-open spring sky. The other was the color of the cold winter, a mauve gray that he’d never seen before.