Jon Snow Stops The Red Wedding Fanfic Novels & Stories

LILY The snow hadn’t stopped falling since dusk. It came down in soft sheets, muting the world into something unreal — like the universe itself was holding its breath. Inside the chalet, the fire glowed low and golden, painting the walls in amber. The scent of cedar and smoke filled the air, and somewhere in the distance, a storm rumbled like it couldn’t quite reach us. Jake was by the window, a glass of whiskey in his hand. He wasn’t watching the storm — he was watching me.

The frost-field collapses into silver light— —and I’m back in the church. I gasp, nearly falling. Lucien catches me instantly. “I’ve got you,” he says, urgent. “I’ve got you.” My heart races. My skin hums. Ruby leans in. “What did it say?” I look at them—all of them. At the cracks in the altar.At the shattered wards.At the snow falling gently outside, like it’s pretending nothing changed. “It said,” I whisper, “that everyone’s coming.” Gideon closes his eyes. “Then Winterthorne won’t survive another night like this.”

Happy asked, and Snow placed her hand on her forehead. “Something... someone is in danger,” she muttered. Her head hurt. The voice had returned whispering thoughts into her mind. They were too loud, too much to comprehend. Something wasn’t right. She had seen something she shouldn’t have. It was a blonde. There was a sword made of wolfsbane in her hand, and she had slashed through a female werewolf’s gut. The girl was curled up on the ground in pain. “You can’t save them. You can’t save her. You can’t save anyone,” the blonde muttered. She moved fast, and in a blink, she was standing in front of Snow, plunging the sword into her chest.

Sonya whispered to him, blood began to seep out of mouth as she tried to talk to him. “No, it's ok. Don't shh.” Jonah said , grabbing a hold of her hand and squeezing it. “I love you Jonah.” Sonya coughed as her breathing began to swell. “I love you too mom.” He whispered, the word causing his eyes to get glossy. She smiled at him as she let out one long breath and was gone. Jonah was shaking with anger as he stared up at Kenton and Rowling. “Well that was one of the saddest things I've seen today. Well getting on with it. Jack here? Where's the girl?” Rowling said, looking around.

I've never cried like that before in my life. I feel him growing tenser within a few seconds. He looked as if regretting pulling such a prank on me and proposing to me today on my birthday. I could see sweat building on his forehead and I couldn't delay my answer any further, looking at his grey eyes which were staring into my soul. "Yes!" I smile wide at him. "I want to be your guardian Angel for the rest of my life. Will you be my Snow Prince in exchange?" "Yes!" He instantly smiles brightly and takes the ring out of the box before asking for my hands. I reach out my left hand, my right hand still gripping the rose bouquet, totally worn out from my assault on him, moments ago.

I felt an intense surge of anger, as if I wanted to gouge out the eyes of every man present! My focus then shifted to a corner of the ballroom, where I spotted Jane without her mask. But what I witnessed next surprised me even further. Jane was standing right in front of that damned man! The conniving Stallone who had nearly bankrupted me! His hands were shamelessly placed on Jane's exposed hips.

Within an hour, we have a small picnic spot on the coarse, but warm, sand, with warriors in their wolf forms lingering nearby but some privacy, nonetheless. Mom is on the shore with Skye looking for agates, of course, while I sit on a blanket with Fallon resting between my tights, her tiny fingers clutching my thumbs while she blows raspberries. Soren and I have been sitting in silence for several minutes at this point. We’re both watching Jane and Patton pace the beach, obviously locked in deep conversation. “They’re delaying the wedding,” Soren says with a soft sigh. “Why?” I know why. I shouldn’t have even asked.

Colt mumbled and walked out of the tent. Snow woke up from the pain and shivered. I took her up in my arms and said, "I'm sorry, Snow. It's all my fault." "It's so painful! I'm going to die!" she hissed. "No, you aren't going to die, Snow. I've sealed your wound and you can sleep with Will on the bed." I said. "But what if he rolls over and crushes me?!" Snow asked nervously. "I have to sleep on his head!"

It reared up, then took off, dragging the helpless hybrid along the jagged ground. The Lycan crowd cheered and Snow’s stomach twisted. She turned desperately to Clara, locking eyes with her. What can they do? We can't allow this to happen! Her eyes begged. Clara inhaled sharply, held Snow's gaze for a long time, and without hesitation, screamed at the top of her lungs. "STOPPPPPPPPP!" The arena fell into stunned silence as a Lycan leaped forward, intercepting the horse, his power compelling the beast into an unnatural sleep.

It was a good thing, but Snow suffered too much. That's why she's the best one to spend her life with you, but you're not ready to accept that she's your mate and that you should claim her, my wolf said with a lot of annoyance. When we arrived at the school, I carefully woke Snow and noticed that everyone was walking to the indoor court, where they were practicing basketball. As we arrived, Winter joined us, and I saw my father talking with Beta Henry, as well as many of the parents who made up the Board of Education.