Jon Snow Wakes Up In The Past Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

And that trust was heavier than any burden I’d ever carried. Finally, I stood up, still holding her close as my gaze flicked to the asshole LIam. “You are dismissed.” He bowed his head and then slunk out of the room, his guards trailing behind him. When we were alone, I turned my attention back to Snow. Tiny beads of sweat were on her face and despite the fact that she’d just woken up, she looked utterly exhausted. “We’re leaving now. The car’s ready.” I expected her to be excited, but instead, she froze and her wide hazel eyes darted to mine.

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.

“All of it.” Outside, the snow kept falling — soft, endless, the world remade in white. Inside, I lay wrapped in his arms, thinking how strange and perfect it felt to have the man who had everything finally fall in love with something as small and quiet as this. And when I woke up in the morning, sunlight spilling over the room and Jake’s arm draped across my waist, I realized — this wasn’t an escape anymore. It was home for the two of us. I had forgotten how it felt waking up to layers of snow on the ground.The cold breeze accompanied by the flakes made the day more beautiful.The snow-covered slopes covered in multiple dots each representing a soul enjoying the life of Aspenridge.

"Today is Jacob's death anniversary, and this is how you choose to spend it? Seems you never loved him all that much." Her face stiffened, but I no longer cared enough to stay and watch. I turned on my heel and left. The moment I shut the private room's door behind me, I heard the crash of something hurled inside. But none of it mattered. Not anymore. I wandered through the park alone until dawn broke, only then dragging myself home. To my surprise, I ran into Jake, who was on his way to school. The sight of him hit me with a storm of emotions. For years, I had believed he was my son. Only last night had I learned the truth—he was Jacob's child.

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?"