Blue Snowball Ice Novels & Stories

It was the turn of a new year. Two nights ago, there was a blizzard that visited the Regaleria Kingdom. Snow falling heavily on the sky covering every track visible. The lush green mountains transformed into white crystal cones, bald trees seen everywhere, and even the beach that once boast its blue-green vibrant color changed into ice.

She had come to realize that the winter breeze sometimes offered relaxation to someone like her, weary of everything. She sat beneath the pine trees and stared at the snow, which shimmered like diamonds in her eyes. Suddenly, a snowball dropped on her head, surprising her. She looked up at the pine trees, ignoring the snow that hit her head and back, and returned to watching the snow melt gradually. But then another one hit her head and shoulders, hurting her. She stood up to look around, trying to find where the snowballs were coming from.

A crystal ball jumped into her eyes. With her eyes widening, she took the crystal ball out of the box and then saw something fluttering in the crystal ball, which was the snow that Julien had just mentioned. The snow was snowflakes of different sizes. As the crystal ball was shaken, the snowflakes fluttered in the ball. And the scene looked very beautiful, as if it had really snowed. Different from the real snow, the snow in the crystal ball was romantic. It was no wonder that Julien said that she could see snowflakes all the time, no matter whether it was in winter or summer, because the snowflakes in the crystal ball would never melt.

Lisa Jones had never expected how badly her long-distance relationship would go, when James Sachs loved her more than anyone else. As the chief of a hospital, he was a very busy man, but he had flown abroad countless times and clocking over 10,000 hours in travel for her. They could only meet briefly each time. She still remembered in that early winter, he had held her in the snow, saying that he found it all worth it. She received numerous gifts from him, ranging from thousand-word love letters to million-dollar necklaces bought from auctions. If it were just to make her smile, he would pluck the stars from the sky. That love that seeped into their very essence hadn't changed for thre

My legs were twisted, crushed under the weight of the snow. Shawn collapsed as he finally saw my corpse. The tool clattered to the ground. He stared blankly at my corpse as he shook his head vehemently.

look the color of her eyes, it's different than yours"Clarisse said pointing at a picture Valerie took at the beach zooming in I saw the difference her eye color is brown but mine is black it's not really noticable only people that are close to her would know "see now stop panicking". Clarisse said trying to calm me down "and she's good but she's not better than you" I turn to her when I heard those words asking myself are those supposed to be motivational quotes "girl are you kidding me, she's a fucking pro Clarisse a fucking pro, I can't lose I need to be the best because the best gets sponsors and the best get to keep their career, my whole life depends on this if I'm not a perfect I'm li

65 In the midst of the soft whispers of falling snowflakes, I cautiously made my way beyond the grand doors of the snowy castle manor. The air was sharp and cold, and the floors beneath my boots were uniformly blanketed with snow. The entire world around me had transformed into a winter wonderland—so, this is the North. The castle's majestic turrets stood tall, resembling silent sentinels against the canvas of the pristine, snow-covered landscape.

I hold up my hands from joy, ''Oh my god it is snowing. Everyone around me seems just as excited. Nolan his voice echoes over the grounds, ''ALRIGHT EVERYONE LET’S USE THE SNOW FOR A SPECIAL PRACTICE TODAY. WE WILL HAVE A LITTLE SNOWBALL COMPETITION TO TEST YOUR AGILITY. WHEN YOU GET HIT BY A SNOWBALL YOU LOSE. THE LAST PERSON STANDING WINS AND CAN CLAIM A REQUEST.''

I see the wolves are starting to advance towards us. I take a deep breath and look at my ice again. As I focus on the snowflake that forms in front of me it shimmers. Then, in a flash of white light, the ice melts and the snowflakes form again. I watch in amazement as the snowflakes dance around me for awhile, and then, as though being pulled by a magnet, start heading towards Starkev's army of wolves. melting some on their way. I lift my head and send another burst of ice shards flying towards them, freezing them where they stood except Starkev and the cloaked man. I raise my hands once more and the icy shards turn into spikes, sending them flying towards the men. In less than a few seconds

The air is crisp and invigorating, carrying with it the scent of pine and fresh snow, infusing the scene with a sense of tranquility and purity. The town of Banff is nestled in a picturesque valley, blanketed in a layer of pristine, white snow that sparkles like diamonds under the winter sun. The quaint streets are lined with charming, snow-covered buildings adorned with twinkling lights, exuding a cozy warmth that contrasts beautifully with the cold winter air. In the distance, the frozen Bow River winds its way through the valley, its icy surface reflecting the azure sky above like a mirror, creating a mesmerizing tapestry of light and color.