Jon Snow Ao3 Novels & Stories

Kai said confidently. Jaxson has to follow Kai, but he keeps talking about the same thing. "The question is why the alpha makes such outrageous claims. When dealing with wolves, we all know how difficult it can be to maintain order. And what about Lyca, who is female and appears delicate? For her sake, I hope nothing but harm comes to her..." Jaxson, the youngest, refuses to acknowledge Xavier's favoritism toward Snow. That's why he kept kicking at a rock in his way. The sound of the stone striking the wall alerted Xavier to the approach of an intruder.

Elodie looked stunned but quickly moved in to manage the fallout, steering the woman away with practiced grace. I stood frozen beside Callan, the link roaring with everything we couldn’t say out loud. His public confirmation felt too close to the truth. The electric tension between us crackled hotter than ever. My cock throbbed painfully against my zipper, and through the connection I felt his own arousal spike in response thick, heavy, demanding. Callan’s voice was low and rough when he leaned in again, lips barely moving. “Hotel. Now.” We barely made it through the goodbyes.

A crescent moon nestled in faintly clouded glass, with three tiny snowflake crystals dangling from the edge like frozen stars. She reached out, fingers hovering just above it, heart tightening. WinterMoon. Her home. Or… the home she left behind. The sound of the crowd softened behind her. The music faded. That charm—that moment—was WinterMoon. The night skies. The quiet hush of snowfall on the hills. The scent of pine and frost and something wild. It was the silence of the woods and the hum of belonging. Her throat tightened. The warmth she’d felt only moments ago didn’t vanish—but it dimmed. The edges of it curled in on themselves. She didn’t touch the charm. She didn’t have to. Just lookin

Her vision was turning red. “Help…” she gasped, barely louder than a whisper. Dylan glanced at her once, his expression unreadable, then slammed the door and drove off into the snow. Zoe lay trembling on the ground, tears streaming down her face as the car vanished into the blizzard. And then—everything went black. * In her haze, Zoe began to dream. She was fifteen again. It was the day of her parents’ funeral. The snow was heavy, blanketing the world in white. She had cried so hard in front of their portraits that she nearly passed out.

"God Crystal, you're so hot..." She pressed into him. "I need fucked again... I'm so turned on... I can't think... all I can think about is sex..." Jon groaned. With one hand, he yanked her pants down, and with the other, pushed her up against the storage room wall. His fingers brushed over the silky dampness of her pussy, and he groaned again, louder. With the same hand, he pulled open the front of his jeans, and pulled his cock out as quickly as he could. Crystal's hands found him, and pushed his jeans and underwear down, giving his member much more freedom. She squealed as she wrapped her hand around his hardness. "You're so big and hard... I need that in me, fill me up with your big, thi

Once again, I jerk awake from dreams of being attacked. Only this time in my dream, Snow wasn’t anywhere around, it was just me facing off against the Mean Ones and some other new ones who have joined their group. The first thing I notice when I come awake is that Snow isn’t here. I start to get up, needing to make sure he's okay, but I find myself pinned down by an arm; a warm, large, masculine arm. My eyes widen and my heart rate speeds up. I turn and look behind me seeing a man, a very naked man, sleeping with his body curled up around mine. He has the same wintery scent that Snow has and as I watch, his eyes open, flashing like opals before settling on a bluish color.

Turning to Hannah, I seethed "Can you believe this malicious woman! Who does she think she is?" Hannah cleared her throat, her voice a quiet whisper "She's a close friend of his. And at one point, they were lovers" My eyes widened in shock "No freaking way! Her! She's a snake!" Hannah shrugged, her voice barely above a whisper "A very attractive snake, it seems. Maybe that makes up for everything else. But since they're not together anymore, I guess Mr. Snow came to the same conclusion you just did. They remained close friends, as far as I know"

Electric currents flow through out my body with such ferocity that a tiny gasp escapes me, my heart is beating so fast and so loud that I'm sure he can hear it, even without his werewolf hearing. Suddenly, it stops. I open my eyes to find him looking at me with so much warmth and a sexy smile playing on his lips. My gaze flickers to his lips and I find myself wanting to kiss him again cause it felt too good. I mean , what on earth have I been doing this whole time? "Oh, I don't know..... Does trying to ignore the mate bond ring any bell?" Snow asks. "I've wanted to do that for a while now." Jason says while standing up. I then swing my legs across the couch and sit in a comfortable position.

" His eyes were ice-cold, his voice filled with nothing but disgust for me. I drifted into the corner of the room, devastated. Shawn was right. Staying alive was not easy. Even when the avalanche came for me, I fought to survive. To punish me, he tied the knot so tightly that it was impossible to undo. He even stripped me of my winter gear. I struggled to untie myself but failed. I forced myself to stay conscious, hoping someone would find me. He had forgotten that, before we climbed the mountain, I had just donated 800 milliliters of blood to his mother.