Blue Snowball Ice Novels & Stories

It was crazy how few hours ago he didn't imagine he'd be at the parade not to imagine having ice cream with a boy who couldn't deny, he found very attractive. "Blue? Do you have a lot on your mind?" Alex looked up to Seb staring at him. He had finished his ice cream and had resorted to watching him. "Something like that," Alex's honesty took him by surprise. "Me too," Seb managed a smile. "We seem to awfully have a lot in common."

He yelled sounding alittle closer. I looked around at the swirling gold that was making it impossible for anyone to see and snapped my fingers. Within seconds the blizzard stopped and all the snow fell to the ground. Everything was clear and beautiful now. I looked at all the ice sculptures that were all around and smiled. It was like a gold and ice wonderland. It was so beautiful. The buildings were now iced down and the ground was covered in snow. The beautiful ice sculptures added to scenery. "Unfreeze them now." Klaus gritted out from behind me. I twirled around allowing the beautiful white dress to flow with me. My white crown tilted over alittle making me have to straighten it up.

The gymnasium at Brookstone High had been transformed into something almost magical for the Snowball, the kind of over-the-top winter wonderland that only a dedicated student council and an unlimited budget could pull off. Fake snow drifted lazily from machines hidden in the rafters, catching the soft blue and silver lights that twinkled overhead like captured stars. Giant paper snowflakes dangled from the ceiling on invisible threads, spinning slowly whenever someone walked underneath, and the walls shimmered with iridescent fabric that looked like frost.

Some looked like large roses, daisies, and even lilies. While some large flowers were submerged in the ice, others were formed from fallen snow and the moisture from the lake, glistening like diamonds. The frozen petals were a magnificent shade of blue and white, their edges curled and twisted as if caught in a gentle breeze. As they approached the lake, the crunching of snow beneath their feet punctuated the stillness and silence of the surrounding winter landscape. “This looks so magical,” Emery commented as her eyes continued to scan the place. But when the breeze came blowing past her, she shivered under its cold touch.

No right word can depict its beauty. He opens the door and I'm instantly hit with his scent which is mixed with a more feminine smell and I instantly know who it belongs to.... Amelia. Rage and anger fills me and I feel like tearing that bitch apart for having what's mine but I control it. Snow however is a different story. She takes control but remains in human form, She paces back and forth around the small living room while sniffing. She looks ready to kill so before she can kill anyone , I force her back and take full control.

Her voice sounded so far away. “Ma'am? I need to get the box.” When I finally looked up, I saw that at least 15 people surrounded me. I slowly extended my arm to hand her the box. Someone took that as a sign and handed me a bottle of water. “ Snow?. Snow? You're pale. You should have some water. Snow?” The world spun and then everything went black. When I woke up I was in a hospital room with a nurse by my bed, taking vitals.

He was already rolling over, every sense on edge, wondering what she saw, when she pointed at Ice's bedroom window. “Look!” she said, clearly delighted and not at all worried about anything. “Snow! Lots of it!” He looked over his shoulder and sure enough, there were big fat flakes coming down, swirling in the wind roaring down from the mountains, illuminated white and bright in the moonlight. And as Ice stared at the snow, he was a bit surprised at his reaction. Or rather, his lack of reaction.

The only thing on her mind now was this fucking snowball. Snowball’s blue eyes flickered towards me, and he yawned, I could tell it was mocking me—guess it’s not Thorne I should be worried about, it’s this stray white British shorthair kitten with blue eyes. “You want to go to daddy?” She asked it, as she glanced at me, and that thing better not come near me, I would throw it out the window. “Little snowball.” “How do you even come up with such a name?” I asked curiously.

Ice shouted, and before he could have landed a blow on me, I immediately stepped sideways to avoid his fists. Due to Ice’s interference, I couldn’t proceed with what was supposed to happen right after that kid named Snow came to save me from that forest. I couldn’t see his face clearly, but one thing is for sure: he’s as white as snow, and even his body temperature was literally cold. I feel like there was some sort of connection between the two of us back then, but my memories just won’t cooperate with me. "H-hmm?" I tilted my head slightly to the left to pretend that I wasn’t thinking of anything.

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