I Am Snow Black Novels & Stories

His eyes brought back all those memories she thought she had already forgotten— her past which she didn't have the strength to tell Aidan. “Just one night, Autumn. We just have to dance. Our customers won’t be able to recognize us because we’re wearing masks. It's up to you whether you want to be fucked or not,” Snow, her best friend, told her. Snow already has her make-up on and her black lingerie. Her lips were so red as if she had really prepared for this night.

I say to him, but my eyes are on Bianca. “You can’t prove that. Martin!” she cries, and the look of defeat in his eyes says it all as he steps aside. “Gerald,” I bring my hand to him, and he hands me the cuffs. “Bianca Blackfang. You are under arrest for the death of Orion Snow. Heir and future alpha of Snowpack,” I say, my heart drumming so loud and a lump forming in my throat. “No. No! I will fucking kill you!” she growled, pulling a gun from one of the Blackfang soldiers, then pulled the trigger.

"You haven't seen much of the world, have you?" Selena's face turned cold. "Mind your own business!" With that, she turned and walked away. Aaron didn't make things difficult for her and instead opened another WhatsApp chat window. Aaron texted, "Hey Snow, with a name like that, do you like snow?" After leaving the room, Selena received a message on her secondary account. She glanced at it, smirked, and headed into the kitchen, ready to dig deeper. Snow replied, "Yes, Aaron. I'm from the south, and my biggest dream since childhood has been to see snow and build a snowman. It would be so romantic. And if I could do it with you, it would be even better!"

She crouched beside her, fingers ghosting over her pale skin. “She was bitten by a wendigo.” Ivanka mused, tilting Snow’s head to expose the deep jagged punctures on her neck. “That explains the rot. There’s a poison in their hands that accelerates decay. We have no time to waste.” I pushed down the lump in my throat. “What do you need me to do?” Ivanka started to shake her head, but then she paused and lifted her gaze to me. “What is her name?” My throat tightened again. “Snow.”

I will make sure I bring him back safe and sound. Just as she was done saying that, she revved the engine and shot forward into the white abyss. The blizzard was even worse uphill than it was at the foot of the mountain. Despite wearing thick winter clothing, Natalie still couldn't help shivering hard from the cold. The entire mountain was covered in white, and finding Damian seemed like looking for a needle in a haystack. Still, she wouldn't stop calling out his name in the snow. "Damian! Damian Abbott! Where are you?"

"If you are sensitive to the cold, do not stand out here in the snow. Get in the snowcrawler." A man sat inside a snowcrawler, dressed in a bluish-gray robe. His features bore a striking resemblance to Isolde's, as though they had been shaped from the same mold.

It is like he has me in a trace that I couldn’t escape. “Snowy?” his deep voice asks, and I can feel the heat rush to my cheeks. For once I don’t mind the stupid childhood nickname, as long as he is the one calling me it. “Oh, have you not met our new recruit yet? Max this is Raven, aka Snowy. Snow this is Alpha Max” Colton continues, lucky he seems oblivious to the obvious tension building between us. Hopefully, nobody else in the group notices our little stare contest.

"Those are specks of collected and restored snow in a small magical vial. The flakes only fall during the lunar eclipse. They're rare... and limited. For decades the lunar eclipse and the -rain of snow dust." "The blacks are allergic to snow dust; it's like wolfsbane to werewolves and silver to bloodsuckers. Snow dust is the weakness of dark sorcerers; a single speck of dust can kill one black," Sir Ferns said. He returned its gaze to the number nine.

She then rolled her eyes and was annoyed, "Well, yeah, you dumb! The woman he brought home. You see, her skin is too white as snow, that's why I called her snowgirl, duh!" The two guys chuckled in a monotone which annoyed ber even more. "What's so funny?!" she asked. Pocco gulped to see Sheira's anger, he saw her as a monster when mad. "Oh, nothing!" Pocco answered and smiled a bit, same with Blake. "Whatever! So, what now? You're dating the snowgirl?" she glared at Blake. Blake let out a deep sigh and glared at Pocco, while Pocco pressed his lips, for not ceasing his mouth from talking things he shouldn't have to say

Ariel left the clinic and walked slowly through the snow back to the family housing compound. When she reached the entrance, she found Remi standing there, his brow furrowed. "Where were you?" His tone softened slightly. "Are you really not feeling well?" He wanted to be angry, but her face was so pale that she really did look sick. Ariel's voice came out flat. "Yes. You pushed me to the ground yourself just now. Don't you remember?"