Jon Snow Fic Novels & Stories

I am strong, I whispered to myself silently as I forced back the tears that was almost falling off a moment ago. I wasn't a cry baby, I do not cry. I am strong. I am Snow, and I do not melt. Not now, not ever. I'm so glad I have these loving and caring souls as friends and I always feel grateful to God for sending these kind of special people my way. I wonder what I'd do without them, I'd probably die of loneliness and lack of friends to talk to. I smiled softly when I felt Christie's fingers grazed my scalp lightly before running up and down my back as she silently comforted me. I suddenly felt really soothed from these gestures.

Chapter 4 The Woman in White Elena's POV “Smile, Elena, the press is to your left.” “I am smiling,” I murmured, forcing a smile without looking at Damon. “Not like you’re walking into a funeral.” “Maybe I am actually doing that.” His jaw was already hardened slightly at that, but he didn’t respond. Typical of him. Three days ago, I had made the greatest discovery of my life, that the snow was a lie. Two nights ago, I still lay beside him, my emotions all over the place, while he slept like a man without guilt. Yesterday, he acted so smoothly, like nothing had happened between us.

"He made those clay dolls for me—one for him and one for me. We'd never be apart." She slowly closed her eyes, and blood stained my shirt collar. "Nathalie... if only I weren't such a fool." Her eyes shut, and her hands slipped from my neck. Then, there was only silence. All that was left in the howling snowstorm was the sound of my crying. … After the snowstorm passed, I made my way down the mountain alone, rushing straight to Riverton City. I got there just as Chester's engagement party was starting. Right when Chester was about to slip the ring on Rose's finger, I burst into the room. "Chester, Janet has passed away, and she sent me to give you a wedding present!"

My legs were twisted, crushed under the weight of the snow. Shawn collapsed as he finally saw my corpse. The tool clattered to the ground. He stared blankly at my corpse as he shook his head vehemently.

Now, she had Nolalce, Waylon had Cameron, and Colton had Freyja. She would be happy as long as all of them are happy. … On the night before Christmas, it started snowing in Yaramoor. Freyja and Leia walked out of the cafe and went their separate ways. After Leia got into the car, Freyja looked up at the falling snow, then wrapped the coat around her tighter. A car honked, so Freyja turned around and saw Colton’s halfway down window. She walked over with a smile as Colton got out of the car.

Kael's wolf which was about plunging an attack on Cain, suddenly froze, threw his head back and howled in agony as the bond snapped. His form dissolved into shadow and vanished back into his unconscious body in the old seer's house. Silence fell. Cain's wolf staggered, then looked at Snow. It gently began moving towards her. Their necks brushed,– fur against fur and warmth against warmth. Aria smiled through her tears. A new red thread of fate wrapped itself around Snow and Cain’s wolf–glowing, bright, unbreakable. "MINE!" Snow spelled out, clear and sure. Cain’s wolf pressed his forehead to hers. "Mine!"

Why does this jerk love to tease her? "You’re teasing me again, you fucker." Knoxx just laughed. She just ignored him and got her cellphone instead, sending a text to Snow. After what happened at the Crown Regency, Snow asked her to go to her place. While she talked, Snow’s eyes were burning with anger towards Aidan. They talked a lot more, and Snow tried to comfort her. She's so lucky to have Snow in her life. Their friendship began in college, and since then they have been inseparable.

She waved but the windscreen were tinted so I didn't bother to wave back. "She's pretty." John said from the driver's and I nodded. "Yes, she is." I answered. "Oh my gosh, sir. You're blushing." He said and I covered my cheeks in embarrassment which made him laughed. "Seriously?!" I laughed. ***THE CAVE*** *SNOW'S POV* My eyes glued to the bracelet around my wrist and I unlock it from my wrist then placed it in my pocket before switching facial look with a deadly one as I made my way to the porch.

Behind her, Nives Solari didn't return to her laptop. She stood by the window, her fingers lightly pressing against the cool glass as she watched Asena walk through the dark corridor of the twenty-fourth floor, a slow, completely real smile finally breaking across the Ice Queen's lips.

Lacey tells him, before she turns around once more to check on the children. Sunny is staring out the window in delight, seemingly mesmerized by the fat flakes of falling snow. Jack is playing his hand held gaming console once more, but he too keeps casting furtive glances out his window at the snow. Both children love the snow. Sunny finds it magical, how fluffy it looks and how it sparkles in the light. Jack just likes throwing snowballs at people and piling the fresh powder up to make forts or snowmen.