Kingdom Hearts Snow White Novels & Stories

Having had enough with the direction of my thoughts, I shoved the blanket off me, stepping out of the room to go get some fresh air. So far, I had little remaining to do here. I had reached out to the international werewolf council who had been searching for Sienna for quite some while. It gave me the shivers that she had done something of that magnitude and yet hadn’t been caught. Well, considering her father’s status, it was obvious the apple didn’t fall far from the tree. As I stood in the courtyard, breeze blew my hair backwards; making me sigh at the cool air caressing my cheeks.

Had he finally realized that he was really close to the place where he cut open that nameless torso? “Mr. Clark, our police dogs found this in the snow.” It was a bloodied hearing aid. I could not quite describe Zach’s expression accurately. He seemed shocked but also in disbelief. In the end, he took the expensive, custom-made hearing aid he bought for me. “That’s impossible… This can’t be hers… There are plenty of hearing aids in the world. This can’t be hers. She’s still waiting for me at home for us to have dinner together. I… I’m going to stop talking to you now… Starling is still waiting for me at home… I have to go have dinner with her.”

The decisive stance of the arm, the body wearing armor and the inherent cold face make Amity like an extremely brave warrior. Elias explained to Lily: “Only purebred ancient werewolves have the power to absorb nature to form their own power. There are many different breeds of purebred wolves, each of which will also absorb nature differently. Amity is a wolf that absorbs the light reflected from the moon and the sun.” "And you?" Lily turned to Elias and asked. Elias smirked and replied, "You guessed it." "I can bear it." "That's right, you're a human. How can you understand?"

, I cut him down, furrowing my eyebrows. He chuckled looking at me. "Yeah..I decided to call you snow white since you called me Snow prince yesterday, remember? And you kinda look like snow white with those brown eyes, red lips and short dark hair. The difference is only snow white was beautiful." I glared at him causing his grin to widen. "So yeah Snow White, you are gonna behave nicely to me today, just like a friend. And I'll also be nice to you," his grin didn’t disappear yet. I wanted to slap his face. But I controlled myself.

I could see she already adored me and just a little more kindness would make hand her heart over to me on a platter. Only there was one problem. Even if I was able to get her to fall in love with me without suspecting my motives, Snow’s wolf was as good as dead. Liga had tried everything he could to rip through the barriers in her psyche and this morning, he was finally able to pick her mind apart to form a mind-link with her wolf. But it turned out Snow was empty. Her wolf didn’t exist in her psyche. There were literal cobwebs in the compartment her wolf was meant to live in her chest. That shoved me into the worst kind of pickle and clearly I would have to hire the services of the best wit

Logan asked. "I'll never tell!" Jesse replied, still grinning. "But Aella failed woefully at that too, the same way she had failed at the others. She claimed that she couldn't kill innocent people for our King. In fact, she took it a step further by getting mated to him." He pointed at Logan. "And so, the King ordered me to kill her in any way possible. I tried, twice, but Aella is surprisingly strong. I could see why they called her The White Wolf." "Tell them about the cave," Logan commanded.

Snow—my white wolf with cold blue eyes—lifted her head. The witch froze. Good. Even without speaking, Snow radiated lethal grace. My body felt heavier, stronger, and wild. Every instinct sharpened. My paws touched the floor with silent promise. The witch’s fingers twitched, drawing runes in a desperate attempt to defend herself, but Snow was already moving. A blur of white. A sharp snap of bones. A wet crack. In the span of a breath, Snow lunged at her, jaws stretching wide. Teeth sank into the witch’s neck and tore through flesh and bone with merciless precision.

She grabbed my hand and pulled me outside. The snow fell in large, soft flakes in a silence that felt vast and grand. We walked side by side beneath the streetlights, the thick snow crunching underfoot. "Are you cold?" Amelia asked me. "No." I shook my head. Inside, my heart was warm. Suddenly, Amelia stopped and turned to face me. "Charlie," she said seriously, "there's something I've been wanting to tell you." I looked at her. Snowflakes fell on her hair, eyelashes, and shoulders. Her eyes sparkled, like they were filled with starlight.

she said when she heard what Queen Annabelle said. Then she laughed when she saw King Alexander coming toward her and Queen Annabelle's eyes met hers. "Lyca, Princess! It's good to see you at last... Tonight, Queen Annabelle told everyone that you aren't here "King Alexander muttered. As soon as he was close enough, he reached out and kissed Snow's hand. "I just got here today, so you're right. Since I haven't gone to see the Queen say hello, she probably doesn't know..." Lyca gave a half-smile as she answered. Since she wants to use the king, she had to be nice to him.

Where moments ago a fragile twenty-year-old girl had writhed among the torn remains of a fur cloak, something entirely different now lay in the snow. I slowly released her shoulder—no longer a shoulder—and leaned back on my knees, unable to tear my gaze away. Caroline was finished. She lay on her side, her body matted with snow and the sweat of transformation, drawing deep, ragged breaths. With every exhale, a cloud of white vapor bloomed around her muzzle. “My gods…” Myra whispered behind me, her voice barely audible. She was a white wolf. Not pale. Not light gray. But blindingly white, like freshly fallen snow under moonlight, without a single dark marking. And yet it was not her color tha