Exo On The Snow Novels & Stories

"Alright. Finish your meal, put on some warm clothes, and let’s go." Drex had the car ready. Xelovia was a bustling, advanced city with elegant restaurants and shopping centers. "Wow, it's so crowded. Are you sure we don't need masks? What if someone recognizes you?" "People recognizing me here? Plenty, Lea! I was famous here long before I became an idol." "Then what?" "We’re not going into the city center. I’m taking you to see the real snow." Drex drove toward the vast expanse of white. He parked in a sheltered area as the snow began to thicken.

However, the truth was, my name had been cleared. I took care of everything and sold the old house, ready to leave it all behind. Hank sent word he wanted to meet, but I did not want to see him. Outside, the snowmen stood like silent guests waiting for a wedding that would never happen. Nancy, with hands purple from the cold, drew a smile on a snowman's face. She smiled at me, just a little. She looked the same as always, but she seemed really tired. When I opened the door, she ran right into my arms.

The snowfall turns heavier. My blood chills as I see the rows and rows of seats, already full of wolves. Every single one of them looks excited, fangs bared with bloodlust. I follow their eyes to the center of the Arena, a circle of dirt that has been mowed clean of ice. But the snow is falling fast enough. The white already covers the ground. Through the crowd, I catch a familiar silhouette. Noel. Recognizing his amber locks, I quickly skirt past spectators and hop over legs to get to him. He looks terribly anxious for some reason, his eyes downcast and fingers deep in a fidget on his lap.

Colton had to think creatively for this one, and he got just the thing. Light snow was falling on that fateful Christmas Eve night. Colton looked up to the night sky and watched as the tiny snowflakes danced their way down to the ground. Looking at the snow, he was reminded of his favorite gift for her. Sitting in the car, inside one of the many gift boxes he got, Colton had a special snowglobe made for Sierra. In the snowglobe, there was the Plaza Hotel with the garden and the willow tree, as well as other New York City landmarks. If you crank the knob on the bottom, ‘A Whole New World’ will begin to play and circling around the buildings was a couple of lovers on a motorcycle.

Far away in Backwater Ridge, Zoe had no idea that Dylan had fallen into the same depression as in his past life. She made her wish beneath the rows of colorful flags the locals had strung up for good luck—hoping the Xander family would stay safe and healthy. When she opened her eyes, snow had begun to fall. Surrounded by fluttering flags and drifting flakes, Zoe felt a sense of peace she’d never known before. “I come here to make wishes too,” said a gentle voice behind her.

Xoan's eyes softened as he draped his coat over Yaslyn, "Let me take you home." Yaslyn smiled gratefully at Xoan. "Thank you, Xoan, but my legs are numb." Xoan crouched, allowing Yaslyn to climb onto his back. Without having to walk, Yaslyn became more talkative. "Xoan, I've heard that if two people experience snowfall together, they'll stay together until they're old." "I don't know about staying together until they're old, but they might end up in the hospital together."

She pulled the cigarette butt from his finger which disturbed his sleep. “Hi.” She smiled hesitantly. Yohan Dixon got out of the car. “How are you?” He placed his palms inside his pockets lazily. “I am fine. You should go and sleep in the bedroom.” He looked at his wristwatch. “Hmm.” As soon as the shutter went up, they found a white sheet of snow in front of them. Sara Owen hugged her chest due to the cold. He looked at her. She was trembling. He straightened his coat on her torso and glanced at her sprained foot. She won't be able to walk fast.

In that instant, she didn't resent him as much for his past coldness. "Yvette..." Xavier wanted to say something, but he kept it in. Yvette didn't mind. Looking up at the sky, she noticed some snowflakes mixed with the rain. "Xavier, it's snowing." A few snowflakes that fell on Xavier's shoulder quickly melted into droplets. Xavier released her and draped his coat over her shoulders. "See you later." "Okay." With that, he got into another car to head to the opening ceremony.

“Wow! There’s so much snow!” exclaimed Maison as he excitedly ran toward a snow pile before leaping into it, sending a small wave of snow sliding to the side. Worried that Maison would get sick, Xavia then helped him up and began patting the snow off him while saying, “Careful now, we don’t want you catching a cold…”

The wind shrieked, instantly coating the dashboard in a layer of fine, white powder. Victoria stepped out first. The moment her boots hit the ground, the snow swallowed her up to her thigh. The freezing air hit her lungs like a mouth full of needles, forcing a sharp gasp from her throat. The wind tore her hood backward, exposing her long blonde hair, which whipped wildly into her eyes like gold silk against the white-out. Behind her, Giordano lunged out of the door, his boots instantly slipping on a hidden sheet of jagged black ice beneath the powder. His knee buckled, his broad frame pitching violently toward the ravine floor.