Jon Snow Fic Novels & Stories

*Jonas* I follow Typhon down the dimly lit corridor, the smell of damp earth and moss lingering in the air. The sound of our footsteps echo off the cave walls, creating a soft harmony as we make our way to my room. My heart races in anticipation, and I can feel Cana, my wolf, stirring within me, his excitement palpable. Typhon stops in front of a heavy wooden door, his strong hand resting on the doorknob. Our eyes meet, and I can feel the heat rise in my cheeks. Cana purrs in my mind, ‘Go on, Jonas. He's just as eager as we are.’

Lisa Jones had never expected how badly her long-distance relationship would go, when James Sachs loved her more than anyone else. As the chief of a hospital, he was a very busy man, but he had flown abroad countless times and clocking over 10,000 hours in travel for her. They could only meet briefly each time. She still remembered in that early winter, he had held her in the snow, saying that he found it all worth it. She received numerous gifts from him, ranging from thousand-word love letters to million-dollar necklaces bought from auctions. If it were just to make her smile, he would pluck the stars from the sky. That love that seeped into their very essence hadn't changed for thre

Outside, the first snow had started to fall, but they didn’t feel the cold at all. Rion even started to sweat profusely, although he had taken a shower. While waiting for the effects of the orgasm to wear off, he decided to go down and enjoy the swan's thighs... um his wife’s thighs.

(Jacob) I was enjoying my walk with snow and I didn't want it to end but it was getting late and I could tell he was tired as he was slowing down a bit but he wasn't giving up because I could tell he wanted to be in control so he could spend as much time as he could with me and I felt honored because of it. I stopped and took in snow's appearance. He is really beautiful with fur as white as snow and green eyes. Boy was I lucky or what?

Approaching Snow cautiously, I bent down slowly and placed the sharp tooth on the ground. "Now, I will return it to you. Here." Snow raised its head, first glancing at the tooth, then fixing its gaze on me. Facing the blood-red eyes in the dimness, I summoned all my courage not to flee. We stood there in a standoff, unsure of how much time had passed—perhaps seconds or hours. With my clothes completely soaked in sweat, Snow suddenly lifted its head and let out a long howl. Then, swiftly grabbing the tooth with its mouth, it buried it in the hole it had dug.

Jo chuckled. "You will feel so much differently after meeting a friend of mine. Oh, here she is now!" Sensing Aisha's presence coming, he opened the door to see a beautiful, light skinned woman, with ice blue eyes and a cold action aura surrounding her. "Aisha, meet Tristan, the newest Royal Alpha." Jo smiled, a small shiver running along his spine. "Jo!! What did your brutes do to him," she hissed, her wolf jumping out protectively.

My wolf was hiding from me, making me feel even more lonley than I already did. I have heard a lot of horror stories about The Winter Snow Pack, so much so that my skin crawled and my spine straightened the second the car entered the territory. There was a certain shift that made me shiver. I felt cold even in the car, my body shivering from the chill as I looked out.

But then, he freezes. His eyes pinned behind me. I turn to see what he's looking at. Snow. She's walking gracefully up to us, her hair bouncing around her shoulders. I hide my smile. “Jenaya,” she calls. “You forgot your phone,” “Oh my, thank you babes.” I say, retrieving the phone. That's when she looks up. “Hi,” she says to no one in particular. Colton seems to be in his own universe, staring hard. Snow doesn't even notice.

Snowie, on the other hand, eats just cooked fish; she can't have any of the other ingredients. “This looks comfy enough for her,” Jaxon says with a groan as he settles Snowie carefully in folded cashmere blankets next to the bed. I watch in awe as he scratches Snowie’s fur tenderly, seeing a rugged-looking man like Jaxon tend to a helpless kitten is such a turn on. He whispers goodnight to her before rising. Our eyes lock, and immediately, we're breathing slow, eyeing each other and most definitely recalling the hot kiss at the pond. “So um...” I look around, trying to avoid his gaze because I can't breathe when he looks at me like that. “What are the sleeping arrangements?” I point to the b

I was so speechless that I laughed. “Really?” I said. “Then Ms. Shaw truly is a kind and generous person. “However, are you sure I am the one who needs mercy here? “Because the people who cut power to the lab equipment were you, Ms. Shaw, and your wonderful assistant Elliot.” Jessica shrieked, “That is a lie.”