Dashing Through The Snow Book Novels & Stories

The night wind whips through my hair as I dash through the trees, an ecstatic smile stretching across my features as my feet crash into the snow. Somehow I’m not the least bit bothered by the cold, and when Damian’s howl shatters the night, it’s all I can do to stay on my feet. I stop and shudder every time he does it, but it only drives me to run faster and farther – to force him to prove himself by catching me.

The wind howled, piling up snow in drifts, blinding the night with ice-white dust. The storm has arrived...Trees, posts, cowsheds loomed into her vision, then vanished, swallowed in white. Breath pales against the numbing air, she blinked thoughtfully as the frost patiently kissed her face, captivated by the soft, dusty illusions of light that sat heavily on her eyelashes. She adored the snow, more so when it was falling. She opened the lock and twisted the doorknob stepping inside the shop as she felt warmth around it.

David’s POV It was snowing, the flakes whipped around me, but I didn’t feel cold. It was familiar but strange, standing on the side of an empty street, my mind anticipating the fear. I looked around, trying to understand what was happening but then a figure emerged from the haze of snow and wind. It was her- the girl with the colorful scarf. That was the only color in this white landscape, and I reached out to her, trying to get her attention. I couldn’t see her face, couldn’t speak, the sound of the intense winds the only thing I could hear.

It was against his nature to turn back. He pushed through the snow, following the sound. The wind fought him every step. His paws sank deeper. The cold was biting into his bones now. The cry came once more, closer this time. He crested a small ridge and saw a figure half-buried in the snow below … a man, struggling weakly. Brynne bounded down toward him. He never saw it coming. A sudden, violent gust of wind dislodged a heavy shelf of snow and rocks from the ridge above. The avalanche of white and stone came crashing down with terrifying speed.

There were footsteps in all directions and I had no clue who any of them belonged too. “Luna Ashley, please close the door” Jordan had followed me and was trying to plead with me but I wanted to leave, I wanted to go and experience the snow, I wanted to find Daryl. I shoot her a look of annoyance and step out into the cold snow. Silence filled the land, snow draped the trees leading to the woods and rested on top of houses, it was beautiful, just like in some stories that I had read. I continued to march through the snow and small snowballs were gathering on my joggers. Jordan ran along side me, begging me to go back inside but I ignored her. If Daryl was going to keep abandoning me, then I

Today was the day everything hinged on, the culmination of years of study and months of relentless pressure. The winter chill was unforgiving. Even after layering himself in thick clothes, the cold still managed to seep through, clinging to his skin like an unwelcome companion. As he stepped outside, snow began to fall unexpectedly, light at first, then steadily heavier. The streets transformed before his eyes, white and slick, traffic slowing to a crawl. Each step felt like a battle, his shoes crunching against the snow as he carefully made his way forward.

She was hauntingly beautiful~ Darach Looked towards Connor only to find him already staring at him. This was messed up. The small girl looked towards them and whispered a single word that raised the hairs on the back of their necks. 'Follow~' And that's how both of them walked into a snowstorm. Their mind screamed for them to stop but their legs walked on their own. The snow was making them blind. Any amount of skin that was exposed to the snow was now cracked open as if sliced with a sharp blade. After almost what felt like years of walking through the snow both brothers were thrown on a land lush with green grass. The air was no longer chilly, snow no longer bites their skin off. The sun w

The snow blew fiercely against my skin as I made my way through. As I step into the snow, the crisp air fills my lungs, and the snow crunches beneath my boots with each careful step. Flakes twirl lazily around me, catching the light like specks of dancing stardust. The world seems hushed, as if nature itself is holding its breath in reverence of this serene moment. With each step, I leave behind a trail of footprints, a fleeting testament to my journey through this pristine landscape. Despite the cold, there's a warmth in my heart, and a little bit of suspicion something had happened. The weather was unusual. Winter had passed, it was spring. I was here again.

My legs shook but I didn’t wait another second. I dashed. Pushed the door hard and ran straight into the night. Cold air hit me like a slap. Snow crunched under my Nike slides as I bolted across the open ground toward the trees. My legs burned from the sudden sprint. The jeans got wet fast from the snow, sticking to my skin. Nikolai’s jacket flapped around me but it wasn’t enough. Wind cut through the big blue shirt like knives. I didn’t look back at first. Too scared. My breath came out in white puffs. The forest loomed dark ahead, branches like skinny fingers reaching out. Every step made my feet colder. The snow soaked my slides quick. It felt like ice biting my toes.

"I never wanted her to sacrifice herself like this!" He picked up Janet and rushed her to the hospital, while Rose ran off, crying. "Alright, I know you don't need my help. I guess I was just being silly," Rose said with a sigh. Chester stood still for a moment, but then he suddenly dropped Janet onto the cold ground and chased after Rose. Snowflakes fell thick and fast that day. Janet could not move her legs and was left shivering in the snow. It was so cold outside that she could have frozen to death. Slowly, she felt her body turning to ice. However, she did not cry out or try to call for help.