Dashing Through The Snow Book Novels & Stories

And the skis were no where to be found, how would we go back up? I finally reached Dash. His eyes were closed. Was he dead? “Dash…” I called and knelt down beside him. It was freezing and not to even mention us not dressing well for the weather… I was putting on a very short skirt. Only a matter of time before I personally, freeze. “Dash wake up” I shook his hand but he didn’t wake. “You can’t die okay! You can’t leave me here. Dash get up and let’s go… our skis are lost and it’ll take eternity to climb back up there.

The snow fell softly, melting as soon as it touched the gold flowers' light. The story was not over. The story was just beginning. End of Chapter 115

Damon The snow came down in heavy, uneven sheets, swirling in circles around the valley. A cold snap heralded spring wasn’t ready to arrive. Even for the north, this was no ordinary storm. Something that felt very wrong. I moved through the village, helping where I could. Windows were sealed with cloth in the cracks, livestock brought inside. The people here were hardy, used to winter’s teeth. But none of them could smell what I did. Rot and blood and steel. The scent cut through the storm. It wasn’t near, but it wasn’t far, either.

Luis gently ruffled my hair, his voice soothing as he said, "Don't worry, I've got this." His words, simple as they were, had a way of stealing my heart every time. Blushing, I nodded. "Alright, I'll leave it in your hands." The Christmas-themed amusement park was alive with holiday spirit, teeming with love-struck couples everywhere I looked. They cuddled and held hands, some even sharing kisses that turned my cheeks pink. Luis clung to my hand, his voice a constant murmur asking if I wanted donuts or anything else my heart desired. I felt like a kid in a candy store, my heart buzzing with sweetness.

She grabbed my hand and pulled me outside. The snow fell in large, soft flakes in a silence that felt vast and grand. We walked side by side beneath the streetlights, the thick snow crunching underfoot. "Are you cold?" Amelia asked me. "No." I shook my head. Inside, my heart was warm. Suddenly, Amelia stopped and turned to face me. "Charlie," she said seriously, "there's something I've been wanting to tell you." I looked at her. Snowflakes fell on her hair, eyelashes, and shoulders. Her eyes sparkled, like they were filled with starlight.

He released my neck before lifting my two hands above my head and capturing them in one hand, rendering me completely helpless before tugging my jaw upwards with his free hand. "Oh Snow, you don't know what you do to me." I shivered at those whispered words just as he finally covered my lips with his, trapping my husky moans in. Excerpt from; His Little Snow [18+] ©Josephine. C. Ivy

Boulder rumbled beside him, his tawny fur ruffled, the frost dusting his fur, the wind howling through the pass, the path a deathtrap, the chill a test of their bond. Lila pressed against the wall, her hazel eyes wide with fear but steady, her voice trembling but resolute, the blue glow illuminating her face, the avalanche closing in, the path a treacherous climb, the chill a constant threat. “Stay flat, everyone!” she called, her scroll clutched tightly, the frost dusting her cloak, the wind biting at her skin, the ice cracking around them, the path a challenge they faced together. Spark yipped beside her, her golden fur ruffled, the frost dusting her fur, the wind howling through the pass,

Without hesitation, she turned on her heels and bolted through the snowy forest, her footsteps muffled by the blanket of snow beneath her. Branches reached out like skeletal fingers, clawing at her as she ran, but Delia pushed forward, driven by sheer terror. The mysterious figure pursued her relentlessly, its laughter echoing through the frosty air, sending shivers down her spine. Desperation fueled Delia's movements as she darted between the trees, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She knew she had to escape, but the figure seemed to be gaining on her with each passing moment, its presence looming ever closer.

════════ ✥.❖.✥ ════════ ❝Chapter 36❞ The wind howls through the frozen air, biting at my face as I clutch the reins tighter. Snowflakes swirl around us, some catching in my hair before the wind tears them away. My breath comes out in heavy clouds, vanishing almost as quickly as they form. The horse beneath us moves steadily through the thick snow, its powerful muscles working against the icy ground.

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.