Novel & Cerita Dark Jon Snow Fanfiction

Snow asked. “What’s that?” he asked, raising a brow. Snow’s expression darkened. “Aren’t you from this pack? How do you not know what we’re doing here?” “Must I know everything going on in a pack? Besides, I don’t like anything that involves children,” he said coldly. Snow’s lips parted as she stepped closer. “Does your mate know you don’t like kids? I wonder what kind of woman could live with someone like you. Must be hell.”

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It was at that moment I realized that nobody but Snowy truly loved me. "I swear if any of you mess with snowy. I will kill all of you. Every last one of you will get stabbed by the knife I stabbed Zavier with but I won't heal you. I'll watch as it eats your soul little by little. You've taken everything from me and if I lose him everyone will suffer." I gritted out as I pushed my chair back and stood up. I set snowy down so he could walk. He really looked up at me before he was falling to the side.

“Playing games with me now?” Snow didn’t respond. She picked up a second glass and poured it slowly down his neck, letting the wine trail across his chest, stomach, and lower—stopping just at the edge of his waistline. Then came the ice. Ray jolted violently. The sudden blast of cold hit there, the sting so sharp he gasped. Snow tilted her head in mock sympathy. “What you really need right now is a woman, right?” She smiled. “But I wouldn’t do that with a dog.”

Tyr took out the silver needle he always carried with him and stabbed it into an acupuncture point on Snow’s body. Soon, Snow woke up from her trance, and the color returned to her face too. As she opened her eyes, she immediately froze when she saw Tyr in front of her. “Tyr… Big Brother Tyr, why are you here? Am I dreaming?” asked Snow. Tyr shook his head. “You are not dreaming. Can you get up? Do you need me to help you up?” Staggering, Snow managed to sit up in bed. As she looked at her surroundings, a deep fear could be seen on her face once again.

Her vision was turning red. “Help…” she gasped, barely louder than a whisper. Dylan glanced at her once, his expression unreadable, then slammed the door and drove off into the snow. Zoe lay trembling on the ground, tears streaming down her face as the car vanished into the blizzard. And then—everything went black. * In her haze, Zoe began to dream. She was fifteen again. It was the day of her parents’ funeral. The snow was heavy, blanketing the world in white. She had cried so hard in front of their portraits that she nearly passed out.

Lacey tells him, before she turns around once more to check on the children. Sunny is staring out the window in delight, seemingly mesmerized by the fat flakes of falling snow. Jack is playing his hand held gaming console once more, but he too keeps casting furtive glances out his window at the snow. Both children love the snow. Sunny finds it magical, how fluffy it looks and how it sparkles in the light. Jack just likes throwing snowballs at people and piling the fresh powder up to make forts or snowmen.

Enemies who fvck like the world is ending. Sex-enemies, that’s exactly what we were. Pure hate-sex in the snow, raw and desperate. I cracked my knuckles, took a long sip of the coffee I’d brought with me, and dove straight in. This story was going to be long, dirty, and dripping with the kind of banter that makes people melt. I typed out the title in bold letters: 'Snowbound Enemies: A Hate-F-ck Holiday'.

Then, you let your lover humiliate me, watched him beat me up, and even watched him torture May because she tried to protect me! "You call that even?" I suddenly raised my foot and kicked her hard in the chest. "Snow, you have no right to mention that word. How are we even? Your heart is rotten!" Snow coughed up blood. Her eyes were filled with panic, but she was still stubborn. "If... if you had told me that you were the heir of the Swain family, I would have..." I interrupted her, laughing even colder. "Would have revealed your ambition even sooner? Would have devoured the Swain family until not even bones were left? Or would you have continued to enjoy the Swain family's protection while

Had he finally realized that he was really close to the place where he cut open that nameless torso? “Mr. Clark, our police dogs found this in the snow.” It was a bloodied hearing aid. I could not quite describe Zach’s expression accurately. He seemed shocked but also in disbelief. In the end, he took the expensive, custom-made hearing aid he bought for me. “That’s impossible… This can’t be hers… There are plenty of hearing aids in the world. This can’t be hers. She’s still waiting for me at home for us to have dinner together. I… I’m going to stop talking to you now… Starling is still waiting for me at home… I have to go have dinner with her.”