Book Winterfell Novels & Stories

The remaining days had gone by quickly with Dreg and Ilena getting ready for the long travel to Thanes. The winter was much harsher now, indicating that the mating season would just be in a few days. They all could feel the shift in the atmosphere and their physical appearances. Ilena noticed the slight weight gain in her curves and the way her skin seemed to glow brighter. Everyone was prepping through the winter for the blizzard that was soon about to take place. Surprisingly, they all still felt warm due to the blood of the beast coursing through their veins.

Time passed, though she could no longer measure it. Exhausted, she collapsed on the floor, unable to speak. Only then did Jack stop, leaning over her with a threat. “Alanna, I’m warning you one last time. Lewis is dead. If you want to live, obey me. “Cross me again, and you’ll be very sorry that you did!” … Disgusted by the blood on his hands, Jack locked the door and went to the bathroom to clean himself. Alanna lay sprawled across the floor, drenched in blood and utterly ruined.

That day, the blizzard in the mountains was even fiercer than on Christmas Eve. Dad started gasping for air as soon as he reached Camp One, and altitude sickness made him clutch at his own throat. He finally experienced for himself the suffering I went through. With every step, a tearing pain wracked his lungs. "Julian!" he shouted into the wind and snow, but the only response was the howl of the wind. He stumbled upward, tracing the path I had taken to my death. When he reached the rock crevice where I had drawn my last breath, a vision appeared before him.

The creaking bed, Vivian’s moans, and Miles’ low groans… Finally, Belinda’s delighted voice rang out. “Have a baby soon! I’m waiting to hold my grandchild!” Wendy leaned against the wall, tears streaming, but a bitter smile formed on her lips. By morning, she had packed all her belongings. She glanced down at her phone. Today was the last day. From downstairs came laughter and chatter. As she walked down the stairs, she saw Miles bending over to tie his mother’s scarf, and Vivian holding a delicate purse beside him. The three of them were smiling, looking every bit like a happy family.

I ground my teeth refusing to accept she was gone. The moment the car skidded to a half before the castle gates, I was out with Snow in my arms, shoving past the dhampir guards before they could so much as speak. All I could smell was ancient blood and cold stone, it was so thick in the air that I could almost taste it on my tongue, but that didn’t make me pause. It was a guard who stepped forward, hands raised that faltered my steps. “State your bu–”

Have you seen that Silas is here” Theo says ” No not yet and let's keep it that way.” I am in no mood to talk to him tonight When people found out I am Bella Winter from the Winter. co everyone wanted to talk to me. I knew it would come to this but Danny is right. Better get this socialization over with and then everyone will know who I am. Preoccupied talking to some men from a company I hardly know of who want a meeting with me a man and a woman Walk over to me, and those two I am quite familiar with!

The wind had died down, but the snow still fell, gentle, quiet, like ash drifting from the sky. Most of the pack grounds had gone to sleep, chimneys exhaling lazy smoke trails into the night, the faint golden flicker of firelight dancing behind a few windows. The hush of the storm beyond the wards felt distant, like another world.

Chapter 19: The Council of Stone and Shadow The Hold, built for defense, not diplomacy, transformed into a theater of power. The great hall, once a shadowy cavern, now blazed with torchlight. The clan banners were displayed with pride beside the royal standard. The air was thick with conflicting scents: beeswax polish, roasting meat, the metallic tang of nervous sweat, and the ever-present, cold breath of the mountain.

Though his eyes were colder now, I could still see the Alessandro I knew. I gulped down the rest of my champagne and began to feel hot. I looked around for the nearest exit, but I couldn’t find one. Part of the club had been renovated, hence the new structures I was seeing. I beckoned to one of my colleagues and was shown the little garden-like balcony. ***************************************************************************************** All it took from my mother was a phone call, and I became a mess. Sienna had a heart attack. God! It felt like I was dying but still breathing.

“We don’t even know where the hell it is.” Myrra folded her arms, smirking. “Don’t we?” She stepped toward the crumbling shelves, brushing dust off an aged scroll. With careful hands, she unraveled the brittle parchment, revealing an intricate map. The ink was faded, but the details remained intact—mountains, rivers, long-forgotten cities. And there, marked in the deep south beyond the Vale of Shadows, was a name that made Elior’s breath catch in his throat. Dawnfire.