Exo On The Snow Novels & Stories

The second shattered the windshield of a delivery van. Another landed at the feet of the off-duty nurse. Its tiny body twitched once. Blood seeped from its eyes. She stared, unable to move. It was the same impossible shade. Almost black. As Manhattan descended into chaos, a single instruction appeared on a screen somewhere in the city. Find Dr. Naomi Sinclair.

Pine trees were covered with snow that fell lile cotton balls when the wind blew past them and Leo heard a ' Fomp ' and then shivered . " Oh , dear your head is covered with snow " chuckled Chelsea as she got on her tip toes and wiped the snow off his head , she was so close that Leo was gazing right into her midnight blue eyes that shone like the night sky and an enticing scent of rose and vanilla swirled right in his nostrils and made him dizzy for a few seconds , he didn't understand what he should do now , should he advance or should he pull back ? He was still contemplating when Chelsea swiped the last of the snow and pulled away " Shall we continue?" she asked and Leo nodded feeling st

It could only be driven by him. The Cayenne wasn’t slow, but as it passed by with the window down, Lillian caught a glimpse of Serena in the passenger seat. Dressed in a light blue work outfit, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, Serena’s gaze drifted outside the window, meeting Lillian’s amid the crowd of employees. Serena paused, then offered a smile. Oliver, concentrating on driving, didn’t notice the interaction. After the car drove into the company, the Qin Corporation staff started gossiping.

Her voice sounded so far away. “Ma'am? I need to get the box.” When I finally looked up, I saw that at least 15 people surrounded me. I slowly extended my arm to hand her the box. Someone took that as a sign and handed me a bottle of water. “ Snow?. Snow? You're pale. You should have some water. Snow?” The world spun and then everything went black. When I woke up I was in a hospital room with a nurse by my bed, taking vitals.

Anna was focused on stuffing popcorn into her mouth while scrolling through her phone, and I was savoring my second glass of wine, feeling it warm me from the inside out. “I still can’t wrap my head around this,” Anna muttered through a mouthful of popcorn. “You. Living in his apartment. It’s like some twisted rom-com plot.” She paused, then grinned mischievously. “Except—wait a minute—plot twist! The exes don’t end up killing each other.” “Not yet,” I replied, swirling my wine thoughtfully in the glass. Anna snorted. “You say that, but if you were truly unhappy, you’d be calling me daily to complain. You only brought it up now, which tells me something.”

- Cleopatra - Xavier and Kira made it look like a big deal to handle Giselle, and I decided to put it to the test. That evening, I waited till bedtime when I was sure she wouldn't have any help and found my way to her room. The winds blew the window violently, an indication of my presence. She jumped out of bed with a confused look on her face and closed it. I watched her in the darkness and just as she turned round, I moved with the speed of lightening towards her and drove my claws deep into her neck.

Then she scooped up snow and retaliated. A full-blown snowball war erupted in the middle of a gunfight scene. Sebastian sighed. “This is exactly why Christmas is a mistake.” “You’re not having fun,” Nyra said, ducking another snowball. “I am not supposed to enjoy this,” he grumbled. “You are,” she replied simply. By mid-afternoon, the attackers had scattered—or at least retreated far enough. The snow was trampled, everyone was wet, and Noelle had somehow created a small snow fort. Sebastian, exhausted, sat inside it with Nyra crouched opposite him.

I was reclined on a low linen lounger beneath the shadow of a silk canopy, the rhythmic crash of the Pacific lulling me into a dangerous state of relaxation. I felt a presence beside me, the scent of expensive cedarwood and salt air announcing him before he spoke. "You're going to burn, Marissa. Your skin was always too stubborn for this much sun." I opened my eyes to find Tristan kneeling in the sand beside my lounger. He held a bottle of high-end sunscreen, his expression uncharacteristically soft. Without waiting for an invitation, he poured a pool of the cool lotion into his palm and began to run it along the length of my arm.

The pleasure overwhelming my senses was so strong that my mind went blank the whole time. Some time later, our ragged breathing was the only sound left in the room. When I tried to crawl over to the nightstand to grab a cigarette, my hand was already trembling violently. After sticking the cigarette between my lips, I tried lighting it up with my shaky hands but to no avail. Before I could light my cigarette, I felt my ankle getting grabbed by Julius. To make it worse, my body was still sensitive from the climax. My cigarette fell to the floor. I gripped the bedframe tightly while sobbing out, "I can't do this anymore… I don't want another round…"

I was sneezing every two seconds. "Ma'am, are you okay?" Sam asked repeatedly. "I'm fine. I just caught a little cold. " He urged me severally to take medicine, but I declined. I'm definitely not a fan of drugs. I was literally freezing on the inside. I felt really cold. "Ma'am, please, when would you be ready?" Sam asked. "Ready for what?" I asked, confused. "Ma'am, Mr Vin Marshal is launching Vin Rush tonight, and you were invited." I listened attentively then asked.