Book Winterfell Novels & Stories

"Spill it." "Twelve years ago, my village was attacked by Beasts and only my siblings and I survived, we were completely unharmed and like you've said before — I wasn't attacked by a Beast yet I possess the residue. That was also the day I took Thea in," he said, divulging a significant event from his past while fighting his urge to cry out.

Morwen taught the history, Seren told the stories, Iriel and Kaelen taught the anchor ability. A new student arrived in the depths of winter. She was young, perhaps twelve, with pale hair and grey eyes that seemed to hold the winter sky. Her name was Winter, and she had traveled from the far north, where the gold flowers grew in the ice. "The watcher called me," Winter said, standing at the garden gate. "It said there was work for me here." Morwen studied her. There was something familiar about Winter—not in her face, but in the quality of her attention. The same intensity Morwen had seen in Clara, in Seren, in all the witnesses who had come to the garden afraid and stayed anyway.

“Zayn MacQuoid, you can’t be this selfish! I’m working hard right now. I can’t have kids!” I compromised to quell her anger. I valued her career, but she resigned so that she could take care of Charles and Caleb better. Besides, she used the money I had saved for retirement for Caleb’s wedding. My leg hurt terribly during that winter, but I was too poor to see a doctor. Moreover, the temperature at home was freezing. It made me shiver. I tried calling Layla for money, but she hung up on me repeatedly. I could not hold on since I was old. In the end, I froze to death.

I asked him. He looked a bit surprised and said, "I'm at the Fire and Wind Camp because I've been sent by my half brother, His Majesty the King, to negotiate a truce with the White Walkers. I'm here at Rend Lake because I've been invited by Lucas on a hunting trip."

Brynn Power does not announce itself. It arrives the way winter does, silently, inexorably, and only when it is too late do people realize the ground beneath them has frozen solid. I felt it before the messengers arrived. The moment I stepped onto the eastern balcony of Fiato Castle, the air pressed differently against my skin. The wind carried a tremor that had nothing to do with weather. Wolves across the kingdom stirred in their dens, uneasy, restless. Even the mountains seemed to hold their breath.

As long as I kept busy, I wouldn't have to think about my predicament with Luke, which just seemed to get more and more complicated and crummy each day. When I exited the café at one thirty, I was more than ready to go home and snuggle up on the couch with a warm blanket. It had dipped below freezing, and snow flurries were falling from the sky. The crisp winter air calmed me as my shoes crunched against the dusting of snow that had landed on the sidewalk of the downtown area. I breathed in the cool air, exhaling it as a puff of smoke. As werewolves, we naturally felt at ease in cold climates, and I was not the exception. I was already imagining how nice it would be to make myself some hot c

After reaching ~ 3rd Person's POV Well right now they are right infront of the river bridge, surrounded by the cold winds which was unexpected to all of them. The city has never been this cold but today it's like ice water winds and not just the wind even the weather here is cold due to the river water. "Woahh." Nishant said coming out the car as the winds immediately embraced him. They parked at the private area where people are generally not allowed to visit without authority permissions so there are absolutely no people except them.

It was a sign that we had to move to the field immediately. We quickly left the room to join the ranks. Chaz ordered us all to be quiet and check our weapons. As usual, I always brought my crossbow and rifle. After the assignment, my squad, squad four, had to explore an area called Windstone. The coldest and loneliest area in the west of York bordered by the Greenleaves forest, and if you walked further south, you would see the ruins of Willeth. There were no humans living in this area due to its poor condition, and even animals were rarely seen in this place.

Finn tells me. “No.” “Seriously, you can't keep going this way. It's getting colder. You'll freeze to death.” He cautions. “Perfect.” I snap at him. I keep walking but I know he's a few steps behind me. “Finn!” I hear his name being called and I turn around, stopping in my tracks. A dark haired girl who looks like him is rushing towards him. But it's her costume that stops me. She too is dressed as Belle, with the large golden gown and bouncy girls. She's grinning, just as Val was when I told her how pretty she looked. Val. I left her and the kids behind.. with no word about where I am or where I was going.. shit.

My body immediately plunged under the cloud and I immediately felt the cold! What the fuck! Am I going to die? My nervousness almost reached my throat. It was cold around and I couldn't see anything. I only know one. I'm going down and if this continues, I'm dead! But I was suddenly stopped from falling because of the arms that suddenly wrapped around my waist. It was cold around and I couldn't see who was holding me. We were inside a cloud and I felt like we were inside a thick fog and it was really cold! Is it called Winterfell because it's cold? But he is not ice! The fog is just really cold.