Novelas y relatos de Akaza Snowflake

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.

### "Do you like it, Za?" Khanza didn't answer. The girl seemed busy with ice cream in her hand. Three-colored ice cream that is made like a mountain in a bowl, then sweetened with oreo and wafers. This made Kenzo smile and look down to find the expression on Khanza's face. As soon as he lowered his head, Khanza apparently turned her head and smiled broadly. Very cute smile. The first smile Kenzo saw from Khanza. Not only her lips, but Khanza's eyes were smiling. And it made Kenzo's smile disappear. The guy immediately looked away and cleared his throat.

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.

Winter has finally arrived in Atlanta, and with it the feeling of cold in the icy winds, as well as death drawn in the snowflakes, after finding out everything about this group of rebels I feel at a loss as to what I should do, despite knowing that their means of changing Atlanta are wrong, I feel that it is also right to a certain extent, I was at the exit door of the base with my arms hugging my body, I was watching the snow fall slowly, as if that vision were a one-off show man, it was when Dimitri stopped beside me that I snapped out of my thoughts, his gaze following mine to the snowflakes as well as mine.

she informed. Drake stood up from his seat beside his stray. “What do you mean it is fake?” he questioned. Millie bit her lower lip, finding a good answer. “I-It’s. . . it’s not the antidote, alpha. The poison on Emily’s body was deadly and rare to find for its antidote.” She answered, looking down at the ground. “I... I think we should start to find the lotus flower and the neem plants at Mount Doqu, alpha.” Millie said, her lips trembling.

Shifter healing is fast enough that scarring does not occur unless the injury is really bad. “This is the new warrior, Isla.” I take a second to compose myself, I feel my wolf close to the surface, he seems in just as much awe as I am. Those big green eyes look up at me with a sparkle, and her plump lips part into a breathtaking smile as she extends out a hand. “Alpha Zac, a pleasure to meet you”. Pleasure? I’d sure like to show her what real pleasure is…There is a calming warmth radiating through her handshake.

At that moment it started to snow, Rose’s favorite season. It was the first snow. Her favorite day of the year. Rosalie had always loved the snow, but her love for the season grew because the snow had led her to meet Hakeem. They would’ve been in their little cottage, celebrating their first baby together. The snow would’ve been the icing on the cake as they enjoyed each other's company. When Hakeem finally looked at her with trembling lips, unable to speak, her heart broke all over again. But, she knew she’d take the bullet all over again.

On Christmas Eve, my bestie, Yara Charlton, came to me, her cheeks rosy with a mix of excitement and nerves: "Nicole... Can you do me a solid and come over on Christmas Eve? I need a wingwoman to help me sneak some time with Keith." "Huh?" I stared at Yara, puzzled. Blushing deeper, she nibbled on her lip and spilled the beans, saying, "I'm scared my dad will catch on to Keith and me. If you're there, you can help distract him..." Her voice trailed off, her eyes dancing with mischief. "I haven't had a chance to be close with Keith in forever... You need to help me!" I could not say no to Yara, so I agreed, albeit with a bit of trepidation.

Looking up at the stars from this angle, admiring the landscape far below her, on either side of the wicked mountain, illuminated by the silver moonbeams, she couldn’t believe just how beautiful it all was. When the dragon touched down near the top of the mountain, a chill passed over Nya’s body. It was cold up here. Just above her head, a snowcap balanced on the highest point of the mountain. Around her, little drifts of snow dotted the dark, jagged landscape. There wasn’t much room for her to stand next to the dragon here, the ground was so narrow and uneven. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to stay warm. Now might be a good time for a burst of flames from the dragon’s mouth. No

Tristan glanced at him and made a sound of agreement. So, it was a good thing they didn't bring her along. Next to the food and drinks was the flower area. Most of them were human flowers, but among them was a small patch of white flowers, surrounded by ice, emitting a chilly air and a faint fragrance. Surprisingly, those were snowfall flowers from Snow Mountain. When the snowfall flowers withered, their petals would break into small white pieces, dancing in the wind like snowflakes. It wasn't easy to bring something from Snow Mountain to the human world, so it tookFrancis a lot of effort to arrange this for her younger brother's birthday.