Eric Winter Young Novels & Stories

The stadium lights were bright, cutting through the late afternoon haze, casting long shadows across the ice. The crowd’s energy buzzed like electricity, fans waving banners and chanting, their voices swelling into a roar that felt almost tangible. After weeks of chaos, betrayal, and uncertainty, today was different. Today, Atticus would skate again—not just for himself, but for everyone who had stood by him, and most importantly, for Sheila.

“You two once loved each other deeply. You survived countless storms together, but you couldn’t survive the quiet. Ms. Winters won’t come back once she’s gone. “I can help you bring her back by force,” the assistant said, lowering his gaze. “You could lock her away if you wanted, but she would never forgive your betrayal.” Nick shook his head. “I want her to come back willingly.” The assistant was stunned. Then he offered a single piece of advice. “If that’s what you want, you’ll have to win her heart again. Make her fall in love with you one more time.” Nick’s expression shifted. For the first time in days, there was life in his eyes. He immediately signed his discharge papers and bought th

, so why should I? Hans was still asleep, with his arm lodged deep in my bosom. Silently, I disconnected him from my body and crept towards the lake to watch my reflection under the bright moon. Removing Hans' robe slowly, I observed the marks he had left on my naked body. I had very fair skin, snow-white by definition, which went very well with my name, Winter. My skin got bruised easily, which Hans knew. I didn’t understand what he stood to gain by leaving these marks. Didn’t he know that I was fond of revealing outfits? Or was he trying to prove something to Charley?

she said flying off. As Elena was trying to reach her cottage she noticed a flash of lightning and an orb appeared saying “ I am the third winter Spirit, I come to give you a message. You see the stars above , when it is able to make a full snow flake consolation you should be expecting the winter fairy spirit, she would be the one to guide you through your journey and also protect you to ensure your safety as you hold the key for many happenings” it said and Left. Elena flew back to her cottage scared, still trying to understand what's actually happening.

I don’t like it, but even Sienna can’t make an argument against him, so I nodded. “Thank you all for coming to this special momentous occasion! I am so proud and happy to see you all here tonight. Tonight we gather to welcome the newest member of the Freedom Ridge Pack, your LUNA, ARIANNA ERICKSON!” Ares bellows out to the crowd.

Clarriese Zyah's POV The past months I'd spent at Riona were all priceless. We, the new members, met new friends and got closer to our seniors. Among all of them, Aethryl was the senior I'm closed with. I really admire how she lived her life even when she was alone. What I mean is, she doesn't have a father, her mother is working somewhere far away, and her twin sister is studying abroad, they're even not on good terms. But still, she chooses to understand everything, she chooses to prolong her patience. When we talked about life, she always mentioned that everything that happened in her life happens for a reason, with a purpose. And she added that she is not alone in her journey because she

he exclaimed. "There is no time. What happened to Eric?" I asked. "He's up against the witches. He is punishing them for your death " My father said as I drew away from Eric. I was sucked through the world until I landed in the Canadian woods. As I walked up the mountain toward the screams of agony, the cold winter air nipped at my bare arms. As my hair billowed in the wind, my heart raced. When I arrived at the edge of a clearing, Eric was clutching a teenager by the throat as she sobbed.

erica was panicking cause she knew things just got more complicated. Erica Valentino, daughter to count ruffus valentino, second in line to the throne of house Valentino. And one of the four seasons of the vampire world. Even though she's Blessed with the power ice, erica did not have the stereotypical cold and aloof personality that is often associated with vampires who has the power of ice. She believed in socializing even though vampires were not social creatures but her personality was all about good vibes.

We cautiously approached but before we could reach the door, it flew open and a team of huskies poured out into the snow, yipping and jumping among Makya’s team. “HEEL! Come on you hooligans!” barked Eris stepping out. Eris was a lanky fellow, who had turned twenty last summer. At 195 cm, he towered over my 173cm, and even over Makya. I smiled up at Eris as he pushed a windblown black lock of hair back behinD his ear where his long curls hung. “Hello, Eris. We didn’t expect you to beat us.” “Well, Dekota got the itch to come sooner, so we left last night. We should have only been an hour behind you but we decided to cut across deer run to get here.”