Jon Snow Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He would warm his tiny hands and place them gently over my belly to ease the pain. He always said he loved me more than anyone, even his father, but that all changed this year. Now, all because Suzanne liked snakes, he had swapped my gift without a single thought for my fear. And when I wouldn't accept her flowers, he shoved me off the bed. My heart ached for just a moment, but the feeling passed quickly. Jonah studied my face intently, searching for a trace of regret or sorrow. To his shock, he found nothing at all.

On New Year’s Eve, Kian Newman never came home. Instead, he had someone deliver a container of frozen ravioli and sent me a single message: "Stay safe this year." I had barely locked the screen when a photo popped up in the company group chat. Isabel Wilkinson, Kian's assistant, had posted it. It was a lavish holiday dinner spread across the table, every dish clearly homemade. The caption read: "Someone spent all day cooking so I could have a taste of home. Love you."

I was jealous of the excess she disregarded, while I starved in the dark. I was jealous like a flower in the shade is jealous of the one in the sun. Jealous like a desert is of the rainforest. Jealous of desperation and need. But not jealous of her. Alpha Snow continued, "They claim that hearing about her engagement to the Lycan Prince sent you over the edge and caused you to reach out to rogues, revealing vital pack secrets that aided them in infiltrating the territory."

My forehead splits open, blood streaming down. At that moment, Sona opens his eyes. His golden eyes shine like torches in the darkness. He clenches his tiny fists. “Dad! Why are you hurting Mom? You said she is our queen!” Clone Sophia raises her claws toward Sona. “Dear Sona, your father is asleep now. I am your new mother. Come with me to that cave in the Himalayas.” Sona stands on the bed. A golden aura begins to radiate from his body, dimming the violet glow.

Still, I crossed my arms, muttering, 'I’m happy for you, Ky, but next time, warn me before you turn the room into your personal honeymoon suite. Kyrex let out a deep rumble that sounded suspiciously like laughter. Snow tilted her head, her eyes glowing softly, before she buried her muzzle into his fur again. I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck. However, Suddenly, my heart started beating faster when something crossed my mind. “My son!” I muttered and hurried toward the door. But my steps froze when I heard a low growl from behind. I turned and saw my wolf… and Snow. Her bright blue eyes met mine. Too gentle, too warm, as if she were quietly poking my heart.

– Angel's wolf answers. “I love you, Snow” – Sonny says, kissing Snow's muzzle. "Don't do that. Angel is getting restless,” - Snow scolds. “Sorry, but I really love you, mate. Please, Snow, tell your human to give Klaus a chance. He regretted his past from a long time ago and is a good person.” Snow puts his head on his paws and stays silent. Sonny impatiently nuzzles Snow's neck, and Snow feels his body melt like ice. Angel notices that Snow is giving in to the mate-bond and shifts back, getting naked next to Klaus, who shifts back immediately.

He released my neck before lifting my two hands above my head and capturing them in one hand, rendering me completely helpless before tugging my jaw upwards with his free hand. "Oh Snow, you don't know what you do to me." I shivered at those whispered words just as he finally covered my lips with his, trapping my husky moans in. Excerpt from; His Little Snow [18+] ©Josephine. C. Ivy

I said, but I was looking at her instead of the lights. "You seem tense," Sophia said, her hand coming to rest on my lower back. "Want to tell me what's wrong?" "Adrian's ex showed up," I said, and hated how petulant I sounded. "Some guy named Dominic who apparently owns half our company." "And that bothers you why?" Sophia asked, her hand sliding higher under my shirt. "It doesn't," I lied. "I just don't like surprises." "I love surprises," Sophia whispered, pulling me closer until our bodies were pressed together. "Especially the kind that involve you."

"Don't talk. Just hold on. The snow's about to stop." However, Janet seemed to see nothing. Confused, she whispered in my ear. "Don't tell him I'm still dumb and a failure. I've been everywhere, but I still can't forget him." Tears and blood streaked Janet's face. "If you get better, I won't tell him how much of a failure you are!" She hugged my neck, her voice barely a whisper. "He made those clay dolls for me—one for him and one for me. We'd never be apart."

Snow was embarrassed but could only hold out her hand to Jared. “Hello Mr. Johnston, I am Snow, Nicole’s cousin. Nice to meet you.” She smiled and fiddled with her hair, trying to impress Jared. No boy at school could resist her suggestive teasing, and she thought Jared was no exception. But Jared just nodded casually. “Nice to meet you.” Snow and Raine tried their entire bag of tricks to impress Jared but hit a wall when Jared snubbed them.