Fluffy Snowball Novels & Stories

Lacey tells him, before she turns around once more to check on the children. Sunny is staring out the window in delight, seemingly mesmerized by the fat flakes of falling snow. Jack is playing his hand held gaming console once more, but he too keeps casting furtive glances out his window at the snow. Both children love the snow. Sunny finds it magical, how fluffy it looks and how it sparkles in the light. Jack just likes throwing snowballs at people and piling the fresh powder up to make forts or snowmen.

Her long, dark hair would be cascaded down her back like a river of silk, and her eyes the clearest blue, like two sapphires sparkling in the light. As the snowflakes melted on her skin, it was clear that she was as beautiful as her name, Snow. Her presence was so radiant that it seemed that the snowflakes were dancing around her in a mesmerizing waltz. She was a vision of beauty, a sight to behold. It was as if the winter chill had been broken and replaced by the warmth of her presence.

She leaned over slowly dumping the portable cup of berries onto ground before sprinkling the seed refill over them. Snowflake ate happily, he guzzled down pieces of berry, and seed with glee. Veronica sat there watching him, he shook his feathers, a husk of seed stuck under his beak. Her lips curled up; he shook his head covering the floor in empty husks. Snowflake beak was stained with a purple yet his black beady eyes glowed in the streaks of light reaching into the house from outside. Veronica shook her head grinning as she ate her cheese salmon sandwich. She gave Snowflake a bowl of water from her glass water bottle. As it turns out, her plastic container had a plethora of uses. Snowflak

With a loud splat, the snowball exploded on impact, sending a shower of icy cold snow cascading down the front of her shirt. “WHAT THE HELL?!” she yelped, immediately shivering as the snow seeped under her collar, sending a cold shock through her body. Across the clearing, Caius stood, arms wide and a mischievous grin spread across his face. He had thrown the snowball with deadly aim, and now he shook the snow off his hands like a cat that had just knocked something off a counter. “You were distracted,” he teased, his voice laced with amusement.

“Good.” Then Jax’s voice cut through. “Oi! Lovebirds! You gonna flirt or fight?” Laughter rippled again. Lucas’s eyes sparkled mischief. He scooped snow fast—faster than I expected for someone so big. My mouth dropped. “You wouldn’t.” He raised the snowball. “Watch me.” I squealed and ran. Snow flew past my head. I spun, fired back. Missed. He laughed, deep and warm, chasing me across the yard while the pack cheered us on.

Probably angry at me for caging their favourite snowball. Snowball. I met Yuna when she was making a snowball with her sister while laughing and throwing snowballs. She loved winters and she specially loved the warmth of the sun after snowfall. And I loved the absolute adoration and spark in her eyes when she looked at the shining snow under the sun. It was rare to see sunlight during heavy snowfall winter season but when she wanted something from this season, it was given to her. That was why she was winter's favourite snowball.

I murmured to myself. Randhir...who comes to such place... My veins are freezing..."Sanyukta whined in a shivery voice which only came out as a whisper due to falling temperature. "So..let me warm you up...then.."he replied mischievously taking tippy toes he scooped her in his ironic arms. "You can't get off your hands from me for a sec..."she said taking the support of his shoulder.The white soft cottony snow balls were falling upon them.

FALINE sat next to the window while idly petting Astora with her free hand. Fall turned into winter. Large snowflakes were drifting in the wind and sticking to the garden grounds, covering the barren plants and walls in a thin layer white. Ever since she was granted the power of the ice, she could see and feel the winter more than her colleagues could. Snowflakes always fascinated her since then with their never ending patterns and glassy gleam. Faline could stare at them all day.

Flowers decorated the passageway, each pot with a considerable amount of space between. The building's interior was chic and exotic just the way she liked it. She loved the soft colors that blended to give it a cool feel. She shivered. The word ‘cool' reminded her of the weather forecast that morning. Snow. It was going to snow very soon and her stomach rolled at the thought. Scarlett didn’t hate the snow. In fact, she loved it. She'd loved playing in the snow as a child or just watching it fall, but that was before she started getting the visions.

After all she is only a friend I made after I came to this palace. “ Emelia, some days later, it will snow. The first snow is very important for werewolves and they consider it romantic. I think you may not know it so I come here to tell you. I wonder if you want to give Cody a surprise since he has treated you pretty well these days.” Betty stares at me. Her eyes look bright for no reason. First snow? Something seems to strike me inside. Snowman, snowballs, a boy and a girl dressed in red running and laughing in white... Should I prepare a snow surprise for Cody?