Jon Snow Time Travel Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Way to go Snow. "Ms. Snow?" Are you okay?" Mrs. Johnson asked. I feel so sick. My head was swirling and slowly, my vision blurred. Then someone cleared their throat. "Time." I heard Eion started. "What really is the cause of the changes in this world is time." He completed it. I gave him a small smile to continue, feeling so weak to get my pride and dignity together, and started to bicker at him for helping me.

Joseph suggested, "Dad, I think you need to pay Mr. Snow a visit. Although we may have had a misunderstanding with him before and offered our apologies, he did help us in acquiring a share of the Yovarian Guild's wealth." He added, "We should show him some proper gratitude." Nino nodded repeatedly but then looked troubled. "Yes, you are right. But I heard from Leopold that Mr. Snow has taken up residence on Beaker Island. I don't have his contact information, and it feels inappropriate to go unannounced." Joseph's eyes glinted with an idea. "Dad, didn't Mr. Snow get married recently?" Nino's gaze sharpened as he said, "You're suggesting…"

Willow came downstairs from the rooftop. Before Julian left, he cleaned up the apartment and made sure it was spotless. However, he still couldn't get rid of the faint, tantalizing air. Snowy lay on the couch, its eyes dark and glistening. She walked over to pet it. Then, she sat on the couch for a long time, considering her options. Should she travel to Searheim to find out the truth, or should she remain ignorant of the truth forever?

Snow replied, "Yes, Aaron. I'm from the south, and my biggest dream since childhood has been to see snow and build a snowman. It would be so romantic. And if I could do it with you, it would be even better!" Then she sent a shy emoji. Aaron responded, "Are you getting a break soon? It's snowing up north this time of year. You should go see it. Take some photos for me when you're there. I'd love to see them." Snow texted, "Yes, my break is coming up, but the north is too far. I'll have to work part-time during the break to pay for my tuition, so I won't be able to take beautiful snow photos for you."

Or find his family. A poem from an ancient book she’d read in the confines of her childhood home suddenly crossed her mind. Her favorite line had been: “When love exists on a soul level it transcends Time and space… it is eternal. “Hakeem,” Rosalie called out weakly. Hakeem didn’t say anything, he just stared at her, holding onto her hand tightly, while his other hand lay on her stomach tenderly, and tears rolled down his face. “Let's meet again…” She paused breathing heavily. “On the day of the first snow_” Her voice threatened to fail her.

"If any would recognize me, it would be the Dark one, Eric, but even he couldn't look me in the eyes and you know when we are all suited up we all look like cloned people, so I can bet you they won't." "You're right." Snow smiled. "Do you think it is time we finally leave this city?" "Maybe, Baby Brother, Maybe." "Thank you." Snow yawned. "Time for bed, baby?" "Mmmm. . ." he moaned. The older man shut down his laptop and pushed it aside, he got up and carried his brother's bridal style into their bedroom, kicking the door shut with one leg, he walked towards the bed then he put his brother on his side before climbing in next to him.

he said while looking inside her deep green eyes. A snowfall started, they looked up “Whoa this year snowfall is happening in November'' she said while dusting snow. “It’s amazing, '' he said happily. “My castle was on the northern side and I always wanted to go outside in the snow and it’s the first time I am here under the snow” he said. She smiled while looking at him. She was feeling cold as she had not worn enough clothes. “Let’s take you home you are freezing” he said, concerned and holding her, he looked inside her eyes and the both teleported away in her room.

A line of dark red blood trickled from the corner of her lips before she lost consciousness. … Diana jolted awake violently three hours later. Her forehead was drenched with sweat when she bolted up into a sitting position. She hastily scanned her surroundings, wondering if everything had just been a dream. She quickly dismissed the idea and grabbed a nurse who was nearby. "Connor… Where's Connor?" she stammered. "I want to see him right now!" The nurse nearly jumped out of her skin. "Please calm down, Ms. Snow," she replied hastily. "Mr. Graham's corpse has been moved to the morgue at the end of the hallway."

Melanie had said, "You've always wanted to see the snow in your dad's hometown, right? The colonel says I'll be transferred to the northern military district in six months. When you go to Valmore College, we can go see the snow together and walk through it until we grow old." At the time, I was so moved I almost cried. It was clear now that it was only ever my dream, and mine alone to realize. I stayed by the sea until dawn before finally heading home.

“Then it’s Christmas Eve. Time to make it interesting.” Sebastian froze. He didn’t like how her grin made his heart pound—or how he knew she was right. The snow settled silently around them, but Sebastian Volkov knew one thing: by morning, nothing would be the same. Not the lodge, not the town, and certainly not the fragile balance between him, Nyra… and the tiny whirlwind that was Noelle.