Inner Consecrated Snowfield Novels & Stories

My feelings now are the same as they were that Christmas sixteen years ago—sadness, numbness. Checking to see if anyone is watching, I slip quietly out the mudroom door onto the wraparound veranda and hurry to the railing at the back corner of the deck. No one can see me from any window of the house here. I need the respite. Tiny, dry snowflakes drift in the stillness—the result of a late autumn cold snap that promises a long, wet winter. Their predecessors coat the fallow fields in a gauzy sheet of white. I watch their seemingly aimless movements and light the cigarette I bummed from one of the guests. Wrapping one arm around myself against the cold, I inhale deeply and tolerate the shiveri

The sharp crunch of frost underfoot signaled the change in weather; snowflakes swirled lazily as Kaidën burst through the heavy door, propelled by disorientation and unsettled dreams. The vast open field sprawled before him, white and blinding under the low morning sun. Just yesterday, it had been a warm, unforgiving landscape, but now it lay blanketed with untouched snow, a deceptive softness that belied the brutality about to unfold. The ground was slippery underfoot, and Kaidën steadied himself, glancing around for the source of dread he knew was looming ahead.

SPECIAL EPISODE 10 THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEW Beneath a clear and boundless sky, where the sun’s radiant beams poured down in brilliant streams of gold, the vast snowy field shimmered like a sea of diamonds. Each delicate flake of snow reflected the daylight, casting a soft glow across the wide expanse.

I wouldn't have expected that from him, but well, that was his way of kissing her, I suppose. You are breathtaking mate. Aaron told Snow. And you are very handsome Aaron. Snow giggled. She was acting like a teenager just how I do in front of Alex. He growled in satisfaction. He moved forward to kiss her again but Snow moved out of the way, making him growl at her action once again. If you want me, then you better catch me Alpha. She said before running off. Oh, you don't know how much I love challenges, mate. Especially when you are the reward, with that Aaron set off too.

"Let's just enjoy our time together; forget about them." He led me to the towering Christmas tree and suddenly knelt down. I gasped. "Luis, what are you doing?" He pulled out a small box and opened it before me. To my relief, it was not a ring. He took out a diamond necklace, stood up, and gently placed it around my neck. "Nicole, this is your Christmas present, and it's also a promise of our love. From now on, you're all mine." I felt a warm glow inside, leaning into Luis's arms, gazing at the twinkling lights.

Greedy Wolf's space was still a massive land filled with snow. However, it had merged with Chase's core space. This piece of snowland was situated in the north, while the south was Chase's core sea and the field of Dark and Light Emerald Lotuses. Greta appeared as a thread of black smoke above the sky of the snowland. "Wow. That's an artifact spirit. This is great for me!" Greta's voice echoed in the snowland. She had seen Greedy Wolf's blade spirit, Silly Husky.

My hope was a tiny, flickering ember, threatening to be extinguished. And then, we crested one final, windswept ridge. Cane stopped, and I drew up beside him, panting, my legs trembling with exhaustion. I followed his gaze downward, and my own breath caught in my throat. Below us, nestled in a vast, bowl-like valley, was Snowrest. And it was green. It was impossible. We were high in the northern peaks, a place of perpetual winter, yet the valley below was a vibrant tapestry of emerald grass, dark green pine forests, and fields of what looked like hardy crops.

Roric whispered, pointing at the snow beneath the litter. It wasn't red. It wasn't even the violet-tinged shade of the Lunar Pack. It was a shimmering, viscous silver, and where it hit the ice, the frozen ground didn't just melt; it crystallized. The snow transformed into sharp, geometric glass structures that hummed with a low, sub-harmonic frequency. They set up camp in the remains of an old mountain waypoint, sheltered from the wind by a collapsed stone arch. Elara knelt by Leo's side, her bandaged hands shaking as she pulled back the charred bits of his tunic.

The kind of place where time itself seemed to slow down. The air was thick with a sharp, biting cold that made it hard to breathe at first. It stung my skin, sending a shiver down my spine as I stepped out of the plane. The snow-covered ground stretched out before me, a pristine, untouched white that seemed to go on forever. I could see the looming silhouette of the Foraker Mountain in the distance, its peak covered in thick snow and jagged cliffs. The mountain was massive—an imposing giant that dominated the skyline, casting an almost oppressive shadow over everything beneath it.

She had no idea Jacob had already broken through at some point, reaching the peak Innate State! Even though the late Innate State and the peak Innate State were only one level apart, there was a significant gap between them. With her being in the late Innate State, facing someone in the peak Innate State head on would be suicide! Snow's approach abruptly changed at that critical juncture, as she hurriedly retreated, attempting to avoid Jacob's attack. However, while she was quick, Jacob was even faster! Jacob's fist seemed to follow her no matter how she avoided it.