Jonathan Snow White Novels & Stories

There was a guard before her father's study, and the guard began to say something to her, but she ignored him and walked inside to her father sitting on his desk, scratching with his pen, leaving inked words on a document. "You mustn't go," Anna said and felt the hand of the guard behind her. Her father looked up at her, and curtly nodded, the guard released his hold of her and withdrew out of the room. Lord White, they called him. He was the only man Anna knew who did things rationally, acting on patience, and true justice. His leadership on Crest Hill after all had kept the people from the notorious Baron's men. But now, the Baron's men seemed more persistent, and were beginning to ask so

Lacey tells him, before she turns around once more to check on the children. Sunny is staring out the window in delight, seemingly mesmerized by the fat flakes of falling snow. Jack is playing his hand held gaming console once more, but he too keeps casting furtive glances out his window at the snow. Both children love the snow. Sunny finds it magical, how fluffy it looks and how it sparkles in the light. Jack just likes throwing snowballs at people and piling the fresh powder up to make forts or snowmen.

his eyes moved along my body in one quick swipe. "Who the fuck are you?" he crossed his arms and tilted his head to one side. The way he was dressed, if I had to guess then I'd say he was a lumberjack plus there was the faint scent of wet wood that must be coming off him. Why would Oscar want me to find help from such an abrasive man? His manners were chicken shit. "I'm Snow White. The Princess of -" "Let me stop you there. I don't care if you're the Princess of the galaxy or the friggin' moon. You better have a good explanation for why you're here or else." He stopped.

Kail was still smiling innocently and looking down at her. Feeling the warmth of his hand, Silje blinked. Kail whispered, “Silje, let’s walk just a little while longer.” They strolled the park quietly, passing by people who indeed looked happy. Suddenly, Silje saw a tiny white speck in the air. She raised her hand and realized that it was snowing. The first snow of the year. And it happened when she was on a date with Kail in Central Park. “It’s snowing, Kail. It’s the first snow.”

Flowers decorated the passageway, each pot with a considerable amount of space between. The building's interior was chic and exotic just the way she liked it. She loved the soft colors that blended to give it a cool feel. She shivered. The word ‘cool' reminded her of the weather forecast that morning. Snow. It was going to snow very soon and her stomach rolled at the thought. Scarlett didn’t hate the snow. In fact, she loved it. She'd loved playing in the snow as a child or just watching it fall, but that was before she started getting the visions.

It is like he has me in a trace that I couldn’t escape. “Snowy?” his deep voice asks, and I can feel the heat rush to my cheeks. For once I don’t mind the stupid childhood nickname, as long as he is the one calling me it. “Oh, have you not met our new recruit yet? Max this is Raven, aka Snowy. Snow this is Alpha Max” Colton continues, lucky he seems oblivious to the obvious tension building between us. Hopefully, nobody else in the group notices our little stare contest.

The world around him was white. It had snowed overnight; the ground, the lawn, and the branches were covered with a thin layer of snow. Because the snow was light, you could still see the colors beneath the white, giving off a sense of peace and tranquility. At Jefford's feet was melted snow. The surrounding white color complemented his dark coat and brows, giving him an imposing presence as he stood in the snow. He looked so charming, as if he was her Jeffrey. Melanie subconsciously walked over, getting closer to him.

And even now, as Snow sits beside me fawning about how Jordan gets her. I drag my eyes across the wall clock. 7PM. I've got an hour to decide to either get this dick or starve. “He doesn't cheat. I can swear on that. He's got a temper but no man's perfect baby,” I stopped listening. My brain works overtime, picturing that tattooed arm, strong chest, his lips and…. “Jenaya…?” Snow's voice puts a halt to my wild thoughts. I snap my eyes to me. “what is it?” Snow asked.

’ [Goodbye, my beloved homeland. He whispered wondering if he would ever hear his native tongue again and not ashamed as a single tear escaped and rolled down his handsome face, there had been a Snow Wolf Pack in the Vottovaara Mountains since the dawn of time. He could trace his Ancestors back to the Original Siblings, his pure snow white coat and brilliant blue eyes testified to that, he was a Pure Bred Lycan created by the Goddess herself.

ATHENA The stranger held his smile as he stared into my eyes. "I knew I could recognize that blonde hair anywhere. There aren't many werewolves with blonde hair, you see." "That doesn't answer my question," I replied, my frown deepening. "Who are you?" The stranger was about 6'2, a little lanky for a werewolf but his red eyes seemed to glow like rubies in the low light. His facial features are quite prominent and he had an annoying smile stretching his lips as he stared at me.