Romans & histoires Jon Snow Wakes Up In The Past Fanfiction

She stands by the window, a shawl wrapped loosely around her shoulders, watching as snow settles along the edges of the porch, the railings, the quiet path that leads down into the Pack. For a long moment, she says nothing. Then, softly— “Jaxon.” A low groan answers from the bed behind her. “It better be important,” he mutters, voice thick with sleep. “It’s snowing.” There’s a pause. Then the rustle of blankets. Another pause. “…It’s what?” He’s beside her in seconds. Barefoot. Half-awake. Hair a mess. But when he looks out the window, he stills.

The first snow of the year had arrived on Christmas Eve. I'd assumed there would be no snow this year, but looking at the snowy landscape, I couldn't help but let out a soft gasp. Jason smiled, ruffling my hair. As I'd already pushed myself past my limit today, he promised to take me out again tomorrow when the snow had settled. When the doorbell rang, Jason was in the kitchen and didn't hear it. I wrapped the blanket around my body and went to answer the door instead. After a month apart, I saw Sean again.

Now, besides not being able to sleep, I have a boner. I decided to take a shower and maybe jerk off. The hot water on my tense body felt divine. I ended up jerking off, imagining my love. I swear I thought sleep would come after this, but damn, jetlag. I put on some track shorts and went downstairs. I don't know the pack, but I want to let Snow run. He, like me, is anxious about all these changes.

“Never leaving this cabin. Ever.” I laugh, breathless and wrecked. “The blizzard’s ending today.” Jonah groans dramatically. “Noooo.” Cal kisses my shoulder. “Then we’re kidnapping you.” I smile, closing my eyes, still full of them. “Promise?” “Promise,” they say together. Jonah flops onto his back, chest heaving, cock already hard again like the man is made of pure horniness. “Get on me, baby,” he rasps, patting his thighs. “Need that pussy right now.”

"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!"

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.

LILY PRESENT The moment the SUV went dark, the world outside blurred into white. Snow. Wind. Silence. Jake cursed under his breath, slamming the ignition again, but the dashboard stayed dead— like the storm had swallowed the engine whole. My heartbeat didn’t pound.It exploded. Because this was that storm. FLASHBACK -12 YEAR OLD LILY “Dad, slow down—please!”

Only when the bodyguard came to escort him to school did he finally pause, throwing a scathing look over his shoulder. "If you keep following me, when you're old, I'll dump you in a nursing home." I stopped in my tracks, stunned, and could only watch him leave. What on earth had happened these past few years? The last thing I remember was that I was twenty-three. Grabbing my phone, I instinctively entered Alicia's birthday as the password. Sure enough, it unlocked. But when I opened the contacts list, there was only one entry—hers. I thought I must be hallucinating. I checked again. Still, only her name remained.

He seemed to hear everything. Sera walked over to Jonas and nudged his boot. Nothing. She nudged harder. Still nothing. Finally she kicked the sole of his boot. Jonas jerked awake instantly, grabbing for his rifle. "What—" She smirked. "Congratulations." He blinked. "...On what?" "You somehow managed to sleep through the apocalypse." Jonas rubbed his eyes. "I hate you." "Good. You're awake." He sat upright, immediately noticing the fading daylight filtering through the broken windows. "Sunset?"

The Uncontrollable Wolf “Wake up.” “No.” “Wake up.” “No.” “Summit.” “No.” A pause. Then— A bucket of snow landed directly on her face. Sam shot upright. “WHAT WAS THAT?!” The freezing cold sent her scrambling across the bed. Her blankets flew. Her pillow hit the floor. And standing beside her bed— Looking entirely too pleased with himself— Was Froz White Fang. The future Alpha calmly set down the now-empty bucket. “You were difficult to wake.”