Novel & Cerita Exo On The Snow

There was an avalanche at Crimsonir. Every house and animal pen at the foot of the mountain was buried underneath a thick blanket of snow. Xavier even saw the snow engulf Gabriella and Velma. Of course, the SUV was no exception. It was instantly buried in snow. The engine stalled.

Chapter 4 The Woman in White Elena's POV “Smile, Elena, the press is to your left.” “I am smiling,” I murmured, forcing a smile without looking at Damon. “Not like you’re walking into a funeral.” “Maybe I am actually doing that.” His jaw was already hardened slightly at that, but he didn’t respond. Typical of him. Three days ago, I had made the greatest discovery of my life, that the snow was a lie. Two nights ago, I still lay beside him, my emotions all over the place, while he slept like a man without guilt. Yesterday, he acted so smoothly, like nothing had happened between us.

I wouldn't have expected that from him, but well, that was his way of kissing her, I suppose. You are breathtaking mate. Aaron told Snow. And you are very handsome Aaron. Snow giggled. She was acting like a teenager just how I do in front of Alex. He growled in satisfaction. He moved forward to kiss her again but Snow moved out of the way, making him growl at her action once again. If you want me, then you better catch me Alpha. She said before running off. Oh, you don't know how much I love challenges, mate. Especially when you are the reward, with that Aaron set off too.

Snow covered the whole world in cold white. I laughed, and tears fell with the laughter. But Joanna, I would not live to see three months from now. I was going to die in this winter.

Then comes a sound that I’ve heard so many times that I’ve lost count, which is the sound of Austin’s groan during sex, followed by a loud feminine moan and other sex sounds. Before I can even fully process what is going on, not to talk of reacting, my car crashes head-on into a tree ahead of me, and then everything is silent.

His breath caught, his expression flickering with something dangerously close to regret. I stood, smoothing my dress. “Goodbye, Oliver.” This time, he didn’t try to stop me. The rain started as a whisper against the glass, delicate and uncertain, before swelling into a steady rhythm. The city beyond blurred into streaks of light and shadow, a living watercolor of movement. Danielle traced a fingertip along the cool surface of the window, following the path of a single raindrop until it disappeared into nothing. The sensation of it—the cold, the smoothness, the impermanence—sent a shiver through her.

Heavy footsteps crunch through the underbrush, Snowie immediately stops mewling because she knows her Daddy is here. "Cassie! Where is she? Where's Belle?" Jaxon's voice booms in the darkness of the night, heavy and desperate, his breathing ragged like he just got out of a big fight. I jerk upright before I can stop myself. Snowie coos in her cot, she wants me to pick her up but I can't. Mama's not strong enough. I step out from behind the caravan on unsteady legs, the world seems to tilt with every step I take.

Julian drove himself in the BMW 7 Series I had given him. The car hummed along the highway, and Whitney Houston’s I WANNA DANCE WITH SOMEBODY played on repeat. As we neared the entrance, he turned to me. “Eloise, do you still remember this song?” I smiled faintly. “I remember. It was our first Christmas together. You learned to sing it just for me.” He looked out the window for a moment, a wistful expression softening his features. “Don’t you think it would be wonderful to go back to the past?”

I help Snow out but not before throwing an awful glare at Jordan. “Get the fuck out of this house. And remember, drop the keys! Knox walks ahead of us and pulls the backdoor of his car open. I help Snow in first, then I climb right after, fingers shaking, adrenaline still spiking in my bloodstream. She leans into me, my hand moving into her hair on reflex. Knox rounds the car, slides into the driver's seat, shuts the door, and drives off. We drive in silence. Or rather, Knox drive in silence while Snow sobs with her face pressed into me.

The beautiful cobblestone walkway is framed by trimmed just blooming flowering bushes. It must be just stunning in the white fluffy snow we missed by traveling when we did. I’ve never been a big fan of snow, but if this place is home, then I’m not sure I would want to be anywhere else, snow or not. Enzo steps up next to me with a small yellow bag in his hand and a smirk on his lips. He holds it out for me to take and I give him an ‘oops’ grin as I take the bag with my secret outfit in it. I am losing my touch.