Bite Marks Jenika Snow Novels & Stories

Bianca and Gunnar went behind the trees to remove their clothes and shift when they got outside. Bianca had seen Conan the day Omar planned to attack Last Moon. This would be the first time he and Gunnar saw Jenna. After shifting, Jenna stepped out of the trees, shyly looking at the large black wolf in front of her. Conan couldn't believe his eyes. Jenna wasn't your normal brown wolf like he'd expected. She was snow white with dark grey paws, tail, and ears. He'd never seen such a beautiful wolf.

My heart was beating wildly, and I had never felt so out-of-sorts as I did right now. “You’ve always been stuck so far up Veronica’s ass that you never saw the fact that the bitch manipulates you. Did you stop to wonder why she refused to tell anyone what happened until she spoke to you? Also, if you looked closer at the pictures, you would see that the claw marks were clearly self-inflicted by their positioning. Brynn’s wolf is significantly larger than Veronica’s, so the marks would’ve been wider too. Did you stop to issue an Alpha command on either of them? Then you would’ve known the truth.”

Suddenly brume poured out from Zero-Zero's hands immediately cloaking Frankenstein and his underlings, Jamal leapt out from the brume without hesitating then whistled, luckily his desert beast reptile came back to him unscathed. He exhaled, looked at the girl panting beside him. She wasn’t staring at him but glaring at the brume, hissing. Guess her only target are them. Jamal thought. “If I may ask, are you also Peirce’s friend?” The girl stood without a word not showing even a slight sign of responding. Jamal blinked. He felt ignored. Meanwhile back around the area where Sniffia was buried, little foot prints could be seen under the full moon mostly shadowed by the looming dark clouds which

She waved but the windscreen were tinted so I didn't bother to wave back. "She's pretty." John said from the driver's and I nodded. "Yes, she is." I answered. "Oh my gosh, sir. You're blushing." He said and I covered my cheeks in embarrassment which made him laughed. "Seriously?!" I laughed. ***THE CAVE*** *SNOW'S POV* My eyes glued to the bracelet around my wrist and I unlock it from my wrist then placed it in my pocket before switching facial look with a deadly one as I made my way to the porch.

“Snow isn’t displaced. It’s… compressed.” Kaela moved toward her, boots whispering in the powder. “Compressed how?” Lira’s lips pressed tight. “Like it was… carved. But not with steel.” Kaela crouched beside her. The mark was too clean—no scatter of loose ice at the edges, no unevenness where weight should’ve sunk in. Inside the narrow groove, the snow had a strange sheen, almost glassy. Frosted, but different than the rest. A shiver rippled over Kaela’s skin. Her wolf didn’t like it.

The next day, Jena and Bastian emerge from her room. She has quite the mark on her neck. It looks similar to mine, whereas the one on his neck is a single puncture, but larger, as if she punctured him with her beak. I guess that’s what she did. I expected to hear from Cedric that day but I didn’t. It wasn’t until the next day that I got the call. “Tana. Are you ready to be claimed?” He is all arrogant Lycan.

The two fighting forms came into sight once more and blood splattered across a fresh layer of snow. Warm blood melted the island and more of the white ice fell to cover it. The island was more than a layer upon layer of blood and snow with scientists dead bodies. There was a loud pained howl and sickening crunch when Brian opened up his marrow and bit into Damien's neck. As soon as I watched Damen's wolf stubble back, l felt inwardly hurt.

“NOOOOOOOO! Motherf*cker! You are done taking from us!” Jena comes out of nowhere, claws extended from her hands, slicing at his neck. Again and again and again. She is rabid in her efforts, but he hasn’t released me yet. I still can’t breathe, but I am so proud of her. She is closing this chapter finally. He is trying to hold the wounds on his neck closed, while continuing to hold me down. He’s losing this fight. I know it, he knows it, she knows it.

“Blink once for yes, twice for no. Do you understand?” Kristi blinked once. “Good. Can you feel anything? The cold? My hand on your arm?” Kristi blinked twice. “Do you know what happened to you?” Again, Kristi blinked twice. “I have an idea what it was.” Jenna lifted Kristi’s long brown hair away from her neck and spied the two dry, puckered puncture marks. “Just as I thought. It seems you’ve been bitten by a vampire. You know what vampires are, of course?”

Snow. Vanessa lifted her fingers toward the top of the glass ceiling. A gust of chilly wind blew through the room and settled in the air. A sheet of soft sparkling snowflakes began to fall around them. They quickly became larger and larger until each flake was the size of a silver dollar. The snowflakes coated Vanessa’s silver hair and lashes. She smiled and stuck out her tongue to catch a few. The snowfall became heavier and began to blanket the floor around them. Turning to Nick, she saw layer after layer of snowflakes landing in his jet-black hair. The contrast was striking, though his lycan body heat quickly melted any bits of ice he came into contact with. He shook his head, shedding of