First Snow Exo Novels & Stories

He was the Reincarnation of the long-dead Alpha of Snowfall, and now he had brought the snow with him to the city, a city that had never seen snow. His other paw touched the earth once again, and it had the same effect, his pack watching him to see what would happen. He moved his whole body beyond the borderline, and snow now fell from the sky above him. The ground froze beneath him, covering the little grass and wet floor with a thin sheet of ice, and as he moved forward, everything before him froze too, transforming the night into a glittering beauty.

In truth, he wasn't sure how much longer he could stay there. Only one thought occupied his mind—he would wait for Alyssa to come out and meet him. She would come out to see him somehow, wouldn't she? All of a sudden, he felt a chill on his face that spread through his body. He slowly raised his head and observed snowflakes drifting onto his pale face with his bloodshot eyes. It was snowing—the first snow in Solana City. He would love to spend many more winters in his life with Alyssa. He so wished to experience the first snow with her.

The first snowflake didn’t melt, it didn’t even feel cold, when it touched the marble of the balcony, it let out a faint, high-pitched chime, like a crystal singing to itself, within an hour, the "Snow" was falling across the entire Zenith City, fine, shimmering flakes of Solid Starlight that didn't pile up like ice, but began to coat everything in a terrifying, beautiful frost.

The End of the World. Antarctica. It was a wasteland of eternal white. The temperature was minus sixty degrees Celsius. Even the air felt sharp, like inhaling broken glass. The black Sterling jet touched down on a makeshift ice runway marked by violet flares. The ramp lowered. The wind howled, threatening to tear the plane apart. Jackson stepped out first. He wore a heavy thermal exosuit—a new prototype developed by Alex. It regulated body heat and amplified strength. "Check your seals!" Jackson shouted over the wind. "Exposed skin freezes in thirty seconds!"

"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.

"It is my father's madness that caused this. I have to see it end." "You will bleed to death in the snow," Ashren shot back, not breaking his stride. "Stay with the General. Guard the Sky Eater." The mention of Valen stopped Kaelen in his tracks. The Prince knew he owed the child his life. He offered a stiff, reluctant nod and fell back to stand beside Drax's wheelchair. We reached the subterranean garage. The mechanics had a heavy, armored snow rover idling near the blast doors. It was built for deep tundra warfare, equipped with thick treads and reinforced armor plating.

Winter had completely locked Paris in its icy grip. The city's streets were blanketed in pristine white snow that reflected the shimmering glow of the city lights, a stark contrast to the warmth inside Aethel Corp's newly established European headquarters. On the luxurious top floor, Elena stood before a massive glass wall, gazing at the Eiffel Tower, its silhouette barely visible through the snowy mist.

“Don’t stand here. It’s cold. You’ll catch a chill.” I tugged at the garment and followed him back inside. “Alright, alright. Acting like an old mother.” Outside, the first snow of winter fell. On Silas’ shoulders, snow landed. On mine, only Kael’s cloak. Warm.

--I'm a savage, bitch.-- Snow's POV. I shakily lifted out from my seat in the boss's office and slowly made my way back towards my own office, my legs wobbling a little— I should really take walking in hells a little bit seriously than I used to before.

he rasped. Sara chewed on her lower lip and gazed out at the picturesque snowfall, a soft smile gracing her lips. "This is the first snowfall of the year," she observed. Yohan, lost in thought as he looked out the window, recalled their past. "It was also the first snow of the year when we... did it the first time. Remember?" A fond, nostalgic grin played at the corners of her lips. "In the garage," she reminisced.