Gerda Snow Queen Novels & Stories

the voice said again, softer now. “My Queen,” I answered quietly. A brief silence passed. “You may raise your head,” she said gently. I hesitated… then slowly obeyed. The woman before me carried herself with effortless grace. Her presence was strong, yet not suffocating. Her eyes were observant, wise, and… kind. “I am Queen Seraphina Nightcrest,” she introduced calmly. “Mother to Dalton.” Nightcrest. The name settled with weight. I bowed my head slightly again. “It is an honor, my Queen.”

On Christmas Eve, my bestie, Yara Charlton, came to me, her cheeks rosy with a mix of excitement and nerves: "Nicole... Can you do me a solid and come over on Christmas Eve? I need a wingwoman to help me sneak some time with Keith." "Huh?" I stared at Yara, puzzled. Blushing deeper, she nibbled on her lip and spilled the beans, saying, "I'm scared my dad will catch on to Keith and me. If you're there, you can help distract him..." Her voice trailed off, her eyes dancing with mischief. "I haven't had a chance to be close with Keith in forever... You need to help me!" I could not say no to Yara, so I agreed, albeit with a bit of trepidation.

I put down my ponytail hair and continued, “Hmmm, maybe you are right, I was a little bit influenced by Bryan, you know, I finished all the books he brought to me, those great myths, wolf history, poems, Oh! And a few romance novels. “ ”Stop your great speech and go to the shower.” Levi walked toward the door, and I hurried to follow. “Come on, Levi, it is not wrong with books. You are a knight for me, aren’t you? Besides, Mother won’t choose me for the next queen, right?” I spoke casually, but he suddenly stopped and turned to ask me, “How did you know?” His tone was a bit strict. “Everyone knows, Kate almost done all the paperwork for Mother these three months. She already took the respon

I mean, I’m very happy for them – it’s just that my position as handmaiden to the Queen means I see them make out…a lot. “Your hair,” the King murmurs when he finally pulls away. “I like it.” “I am the Snow Princess,” Angleine says dramatically, leaning back in his arms and putting a hand to her forehead as if she’s devastated by her own beauty. “As is fitting to celebrate the Winter Solstice.”

Nala roughly pushed the girl into Noir's arms and he knocked her out. "Where are the others" Thane growled out. Althea answered. "When I got back from the infirmary, everywhere was quiet. The guards and the maids were all asleep. I decided to hide myself when I heard some noise in the kitchen. The beta female and the queen wanted something to eat. After they left, I saw her pour something on one side of the steak. When she tasted it, she didn't eat from the part that she poured something on. So I figured something was wrong. When she got back to the kitchen, she made a call and said she had done it and the queen will be dead soon"

"Well tell the head chef to make blueberry butter milk pies for dessert, they are Laura's favorite. And also tell the viners we'll be needing fresh grapefruits." "Yes, my Queen." "Now hurry up," Queen Snow commanded the servant before finally disappearing to the balcony. Watching the sun set, she inhaled peacefully as everywhere smelled of lavender—Laura's favorite. She never imagined being a mother would change her this much. Now all she thought about was her family. She drew in another long steady breath as her arms crossed from side to side, her fingers traced her stomach. Reminiscing the time she carried her little girl inside her. "How time flies, I still don't believe you think of this

demanded the frost princess. There was no hint of a smile on her face, and being so close to her, Maria could've sworn she saw malice flash in this girl's eyes. Standing before Maria was Eira Snow, a girl who was known to never smile with words that cut sharp like ice. She reminded Maria of an ice-princess with her pale skin, icy-blue eyes, and snow-white and pale blue ombre locks flowing down her back, wearing a pretty indigo and midnight-blue dress.

It read 8:23am. “Can you give me 15 minutes?” “Sure, take all the time you need.” Dukia quickly ran to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, washed her face and put on some powder and lipgloss she had found in one of the cabinets last night during her mini tour of the apartment. She changed into a lightweight floral gown and settled down in the sitting room. She called James back. On the screen, she saw a wiry bald old man, with a few graying hairs on his temple. She had a faint recollection of him from her childhood.

I just stared at Gen because I didn't even know why I was interested in his story. "The original Royals are our grandparents. My grandfather is Lolo Jin, he is a wind user. He is very strict and silent but when it comes to my grandmother, he loses his strictness. And my grandmother is Yuki Winter, a lighting user and best friend of the former queen, Queen Snow Brielle, who is Cayden's grandmother. Grandma Yuki and Queen Snow, have almost the same behavior and there was even a rumor that Queen Snow is a goddess which no one has proven because Queen Snow doesn't answer that. And there since we are talking to the queen, of course, the former king King Yuan Rave Vel Versailles, the most handsome

She leaned into the microphone with a smile on her face and an envelope in her hand. “Thanks for coming to the Snow Dance, everyone,” she said. “So far, we’ve raised over five thousand dollars in donations from you guys and our local community.” The dance erupted into cheers, myself included. The dean waited for the cheers to die down with a smile, then pulled a piece of paper out of the envelope. “Now, to announce tonight’s Snow Dance Royalty…” She opened the paper. From afar, I swore I could see her eyes widen momentarily. “For Snow Queen, we have… Nina Harper!”