Fluffy Snowball Novels & Stories

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.’

He said before turning his head and gesturing for someone to come forward. Chasity The Goddess of Exotic Mystical animals came into view holding snowy the small snow leopard. Even though I was hot it still brought a smile on my face. I reached out and pet him as soon as he got close. Snowy opened up his eyes and lifted his paws up at me. I wanted to take him home. He was so cute. His coat of fur was so fluffy and he was alittle chubby adding to his cuteness. He was the perfect pet and I wanted to keep him forever.

Min out the twigs as hands, and I completed the snowman by adding the scarf. MIn and I took turns to take pictures and it was sure a lovely time. I smiled at my creation and didn't see the snowball coming until it hit me smack in the face because Min made me look at him. He laughed at my stunned expression and just called for war. I bent down, made my snowball, and shot it at him but missed. We continued to make snowballs and throw them at each other until we were tired and crashed on the pile of snow...

I gazed out of the kitchen window fondly as I dried the last few plates. My two little angels were playing with the snow in the backyard, building a giant but definitely lopsided snowman. I watched as they animatedly chatted with each other, two pairs of bright violet eyes sparkling like the morning dew as they happily patted away at the last snowball to be added to the top of the snowman. The ball was so big that it was nearly as large as Liam's crouching figure.

“That’s impossible… This can’t be hers… There are plenty of hearing aids in the world. This can’t be hers. She’s still waiting for me at home for us to have dinner together. I… I’m going to stop talking to you now… Starling is still waiting for me at home… I have to go have dinner with her.” Then, as if he was possessed, Zach shoved the police away and stumbled back home. “Starling is just mad. Yes. She has always been that way. When she’s mad, she hides from me. That’s okay. She’ll come out after hiding for a while.” Zach even bought a large bouquet of sunflowers while on his way back. Those were my favorite flowers. He seemed to have become calm once more. Then, he shouted to the empty hou

Standing at the entrance to the castle in a long coat and furry boots watching Liam dragging a huge furry creature behind him was thrilling, as they got closer I wanted to run out and just jump on him, but I was held by the arm by Kyla, "no dear you can't go out and play in the snow today, let him bring it to you, it is tradition, one that has been highly protected, even if you'd had gotten your air balloons and glitter bombs, he still would have caught this animal today for you." I side eyed her and giggle, "you have to admit, the glitter bombs is what pushed you over the edge wasn't it." She nods her head, "indeed," she giggles, "glitter bombs, are those real?" I laugh loudly and then turn

I always wore it. Trying to convince myself she cared about me. That day I took off the scarf and let her fix it. I was about to crawl into bed to warm up when Enzo called. His voice was low. “Come out. I’m waiting at your building entrance.” It had started snowing. My mother saw that Enzo was calling me and said nothing. She handed me an umbrella and told me to go. At least she had some pride left—she didn’t teach me how to please a man.

After letters or texts he'll usually put SiR. Snezhinka: In Russian Snezhinka means Snowflake. She was a gift from Kingsley to Lyle. She is a werepolarbear aka werebear. She's around fifteen years old and has snow white hair that matches polar bear's fur. Her eyes are similar to the color of zircon. She cost 25 grand at an auction. She enjoys playing in the snow and sun. Her scent mixes with the smell of day time and vampires pick the scent up around her. Her nickname is Snow.

The path I marked is gone. I swallow hard and turn away. Suddenly, a small shape scurries at the edge of my vision. I blink and gasp. It’s Snowflake, my childhood pet fox, white fur shining even in the dim light. My heart leaps with relief. “Snowflake?” I whisper, reaching out. But as I step closer, the beautiful fox’s body rots before my eyes. Its fur falls away like dead leaves, revealing flesh crawling with worms and bones breaking through the skin.