Gerda Snow Queen Novels & Stories

"But I'm sure he will get the highest bid for tonight. He's one hell of a King. Women drool over him. I heard he's a sex god. Is that true, Snow?" I swallowed deeply as I stood out of the bed to move my stiffening body. My face heated when I remembered how good he was in bed. Fuck! My chest burnt as I imagined him sleeping with another woman. One year have passed, of course by now he already tasted another woman. Oh God, my chest had been stabbed a million times. "Snow." I flinched when Quinn held my shoulder. I blinked multiple times before looking at her. Did I space out? Goodness, I was losing my mind.

The space is covered with white snow, beautiful little snowflakes fall from the sky like tiny fairies descending to earth. In that world of ice and snow that seemed cold and lonely, there was a petite girl standing, she was wearing a bride's wedding dress, her fragile body was so pure that anyone looking at her would think she was the Snow Queen - The owner of this space has only the white of the snow and the black of the night sky. In the distance came a deep voice as if dispelling the cold of this place: “Josephine! I will protect her, believe me, wait for me to return, okay?"

Sitting up abruptly, she scanned her surroundings, realizing she was in the altar of the Witch Queen Mother of the Ocean. "You're so lucky, Anne," the Queen Mother remarked, pouring a substance into a calabash. Anne turned around to see the Queen Mother behind her. The Queen Mother was a beautiful mermaid adorned with a golden crown atop her head and holding a golden scepter in her left hand. "All hail the Queen Mother," Anne said, bowing humbly. The Queen scoffed. "Not yet." Anne lowered her gaze, expressing her regret. "I am sorry this happened, Mother," she said humbly.

“Of course not. After all, you refused to send help when I asked for it.” “It was not my obligation to help you,” the Snow Elf Queen told Rhobart in a condescending tone. Rhobart laughed bitterly. “If that is what you think, no wonder your days on the Crystal Throne are numbered, Ice Bitch.” Did Rhobart just call the Queen of the Snow Elves ‘Ice Bitch’? The Snow Elf Queen narrowed her eyes. “Is that a threat, King Rhobart?” “That’s a fact.” The queen snorted. “Well, I did not come here to make idle conversation with you.”

While I was alone in my office, dealing with the affairs of my realm, Snow entered without my permission. "My king," she placed her hand on her chest and bowed her head. "Rise," I commanded. "What brings you here, Snow? How can I assist you?" "My king, I have come to address something that's been bothering me," she mumbled. "Oh, and what would that be?" I asked, my voice filled with disdain. "My king, it concerns the queen," she asserted. "And what has happened to my queen, if I may ask?" "My king, I had hoped that you would choose a ‘she-devil’ as your queen. No one ever expected you to bring in a stranger and announce that she would be our queen," she declared.

However, when she saw a butcher stall displaying a human carcass sliced in half and hanging from a hook, the entire procession went deathly silent. The city’s giants watched the tiny human procession with curiosity. A Titan child of only ten was already larger than the Queen. It seemed even more impossible that Snow White could survive among man-eaters. Perhaps the rumors were just that—rumors. But as the wicked Queen stepped out of her luxury carriage and began climbing the massive stairs toward the palace, she glanced down at the city below. Her eyes caught sight of a tiny, familiar figure walking hand-in-hand with a group of Titans in the distance.

She had so many things to say, so much to ask yet all of a sudden, her brain went blank. A small part of her was no longer sure if coming here was a good idea. Taking in Esmeray's expression Isak came to her rescue. ”Mom stop being mean. She is my important guest.” "There is a difference between being mean and cautious son. The woman you claimed to be your important guest somehow traveled through the deadly snow-covered Wastelands wearing a freaking summer dress and found a hidden Queendom and if that wasn't enough she cut through my barrier shield with magic seeped in darkness. And look at her appearance. She looks like your cheap tattooed copy." The Cold Queen pointed her thumb at Esmeray'

Several ferocious beasts were coiled up within the fences, yet they all seemed docile. Winter's excitement grew as she walked toward the gate of the yard and declared in a clear voice, "It is I, Winter, 139th-generation heir to the royal family of the Ice Tribe, here to pay my respects once again. May I ask if you are a descendant of the esteemed Geomancer lineage?"

The snow queen had her long golden hair, with a dreamy look, she was disputed by several kings from all the kingdoms, it was in the midst of a dispute between kings from different kingdoms that she married the lord of the southern kingdom. She was adored, she was the third daughter of a total of 9 daughters of the snow queens and the king of stars, just as her mother once had 9 daughters, she also had 9 daughters, so for a while, she began bringing rain and green, food to their kingdom, thanks to the priestesses, they said that they were ancient ceremonies that took place in the basement of the castle.

"How can you say these things and still have a conscience? You sent her to the Highveil Mountains, where she died of hypothermia! Her body is still up there on the Highveil Mountains!" Chester's every move seemed to be in slow motion. "Why did she, who had so much trouble walking, insist on climbing that snowy mountain?" I stared at him with ice in my gaze. "You already know the answer." Chester shook his head wildly. "No, I didn't do it. I just signed her up for trips all around to help her clear her mind. However, I made sure she was safe. I never sent her to the snowy mountains." He was so pale that he looked like he might fall over. He did not seem to be lying.