Fluffy Snowball Novels & Stories

Snow had fallen for two days, not continuously but intermittently. The grounds were covered in a thick layer of snow, though the servants had cleared paths that made walking possible. The orchids were in full bloom, but buried beneath the snow. With a kick, the snow would scatter, and the flowers would flutter down along with it. Amid the sea of white, with purple petals drifting down, Carissa and Ryan had built a snowman. Ryan enthusiastically found two pebbles to use as the snowman's eyes, giving it a quirky, adorable appearance.

’’ Just then, Snowball jumped on the bed, swatting at the crows, causing them to fly about the room. ’’Snowball!’’ Harlow quickly grabbed her cat. ’’You know Harlow, I could be your spy.’’ ’’Gore knows you too well. He would stop you too easily.’’ Snowball yawned and rolled onto her back before replying. ’’I’m a supernatural being just like you, child. I know my way around this Lore more than even you.’’ ’’Well, they are expecting worms. So…’’ “I’m not arguing. Besides, I would rather stay her and sleep or sun my fur.’’ Snowball stretched.

competition that resulted in some truly bizarre and whimsical creations. One winter's night, as a thick blanket of snow covered the forest, Andrei and Luna decided to host a grand snowball fight. The pack divided into teams, with Lucas leading one and Rosey the other. Luna, of course, used her magic to craft snowballs that could fly faster and farther. ‌

He won't need to take care of me anymore. Fluffy came back into the cave carrying a sizeable furry animal. Maybe the size of a Labrador retriever squirming trying to get away. Little shrills came from the white-coated animal. For being outdoors and not a pet, its fur was ridiculously white with a hint of blue hue. The face was small and pointed, the tail big and feathery, reminding me of a fox or raccoon. Fluffy brought it to Creed, his tail wagging like a dog instead of its saunter wagging like a cat.

The flakes giggled and then burst apart, reforming in a larger cluster that fluttered upward like tiny icy butterflies. Everyone froze. Lucian pointed at them in horror. “Make it stop.” “You act like this is new for me,” I said, offended. “It is new for all of us,” Marek muttered. A pup ran through the center of the foyer, laughing as the enchanted snowflakes flurried around him like a personal snowstorm. “Aveline, look. They like me.” The snowflakes swirled happily around his head. “They like everyone,” I said. “They are friendly.”

It throbbed with a cold sort of pain. On the back of her neck was a snowflake, white and pulsing. As it pulsed snowflakes fell from the sky. She was taking to the clouds and she was going to end this right now. She jumped onto the snowflakes that had become huge and were moving round the battle arena. Their enemy had steel butterflies, chakram, creatures and fire. She had the snow on her side.

I couldn't help but return his smile with one of mine; maybe not one as bright and beautiful looking as his, but either ways, a smile. "Hello! I'm Snow and I think you're very beautiful," I replied, automatically throwing in a compliment without even realising it. After getting nothing in reply, I glanced back up in Dylan's face to find him blushing a beautiful pink, a colour I've found annoying whenever it appears on my face, unlike Dylan's face, that colour red was made for his beautiful, feminine face.

I thought she would've had enough yesterday after going up the hill and sledding back down until I lost count, but I guess not. I stand up from the chair and grab my coat, leaving out the office with Lisa. As we walk, she scoops up snow from the ground, forming a snowball in her hand. She frowns looking at the weirdly shaped snowball that she made. Not satisfied with it, she drops it to the ground and scoops up more snow, trying again. Forming a snowball again, she looks at the snowball this time, smiling at the perfect snowball she has made. She throws the snowball at nothing, only to watch it hit the ground and do it over and over again.

Darryl smelt a nice scent blowing into his face when Snowy hugged him. Gulp! Feeling Snowy's voluptuous body, Darryl could not help but swallow his saliva. After enjoying the hug for a while, Darryl regained his thoughts and started to activate his internal energy to help Snowy release the chill aura in her body. When he was doing that, Darryl sighed discreetly. ‘Snowy is so impatient. Even though she just wanted to learn to produce the Chilly Marrow Pill, she must let me finish speaking first. Look what happened now; her body is attacked by the chill aura and so she has to suffer.’