Lavender Snowe Novels & Stories

Lily asked sounding scared but just then the old lady walked in, and Lily looked at her strangely. "Who are you?" she asked. "Joe, leave us first," the old lady said "Granny my name is Joshua, not Joe," Joshua said rather unhappy. "You wish, now be a good lad and leave us," said the old lady. Joshua left the room and Lily was left with the old lady. She walked slowly with her stick and sat on the chair next to Lily. Lily was silent, sweating and very afraid. The old lady frowned when she saw the sweat on Lily's forehead. She opened the cupboard next to Lily's bed, brought out a ceramic plate and placed it on the table next to Lily's bed. She then took a match and lit a candle she brought. Sh

She tells him, pointing to the trunk of the car. “Yes, m'lady.” Andy teases her as he goes to do as she told him. "Anything you say, m'lady." She shakes her head and chuckles. Lacey gathers her purse and slings it over her arm, before she gets out of the car to go around the vehicle to wake up the kids. When she steps into the snow, she is surprised to find that it comes up to just above her ankle. Beneath the fresh, powdery snow is a layer of crunchy ice, that her shoe is resting against. One wrong move and she would be on her bottom in a heart beat.

Looking at 'Snow', my only companion lying on the sofa, I whispered, "I'm coming, baby; I have to see what he wants today." ​I adjusted my dress and hurried downstairs. These Quebec nights are bone-chillingly cold, but inside me, heat flowed like lava. As I pushed the heavy door of the large apartment building and stepped onto the pavement, a white blanket of snowfall had covered the streets. The crunching sound of ice breaking under my thin heels created a strange sense of panic. ​The dark tint of the limousine window slid down slowly. Lucas's grey eyes looked as sharp as swords even in the dark. He didn't say a word; he just opened the rear seat door with one hand.

She seemed lost at who to speak with on Levana’s behalf, which was unusual, but it had been a long day already. “Would any coven take in a divination witch?” Ember asked loudly. A man with a black tattoo on his chin stepped up and said, “We will take her.” Levana listened to his voice with intrigue written on her face and asked, “Who are you and what coven will I be going to?” “I’m High Priest Vesper with the Snowy Mountain Coven,” the man answered. I looked back at Levana to see her smile lightly and nod her head. High Priest Vesper stepped up and took her hand gently from Ember’s. We stood there and watched as they walked away from us and up to his group.

CHAPTER 16 ****AURELIO'S VILLA**** Snow was looking outside the window enjoying the fresh evening breeze that was blowing cold whispers through the trees. It was so cool, caressing softly on snow's skin like a gentle sigh. Her hair was flowing like an enchanting queen, according to the rhythm of the breeze. The soft, faint scent of flowers and earth it carried filled Snow's petals with vents like an island filled with blossoms. Snow had her eyes closed, her palms spread apart as she let the peaceful breeze flow through her system. The soft knock on the door brought her out of her amazing wonderland.

We sunk into the snow as I giggled and then screamed when he shoved the snow down my top. "You fucking bastard! Pick on someone you're own size!" He laughed evilly as I began to shiver, "Remind me who started this." "Note to self: don't start snow fights with Leonardo." He then brushed some of the snowy frozen hair off my face and kissed my cold lips, spreading warmth throughout my body. "Come on," he said, unstraddling me and pulling me to my feet, "Kissing in the snow- romantic. Hypothermia- not romantic."

Besides, Alpha had clearly instructed him to not do anything that would waste time and make Alana refuse to help us. Suddenly the air shifts and fear momentarily enters Alana’s eyes. AAh…the power of the Trueblood aura! “Alpha.” Alana greets the Alpha of the Blue Orchid pack in a raspy voice. Alpha Azraiel nods at her and asks, “State your name and purpose for being here.” “My name is Alana Seashore and I am a witch. I have information that might be useful for you.” “Hmmm” Azraiel hums with a neutral face.

Ravena was once again certain that she was about to be exposed as the woman drew in closer. Silva inhaled, her brown eyes growing droopy. Ravena prayed no one could smell that she was a lupus garou and not one of their own kind, despite the fact that she was wearing a ton of ostentatious human fragrances and, of course, the stench from the recent dye job—despite the fact that she had tried to mask that scent by washing her hair with strawberry shampoo. It appeared that it had failed.

I chuckled, was this person trying to put me sugar high? "I guess I was right, the flowers were for you. I told you, my instincts never lie and never go wrong. " Sky snickered, "And look, it's your favorite lavender, Lobelia Lavender. Whosoever sent this, knows you so well or is committed to getting to know you too. This is such a sweet gesture, do you have any guesses?" I sincerely didn't, maybe it was Damien but it could also be Jason. Aishh…"I don't know, maybe you should try guessing since your guess all turned out to be true, Maybe you will still be right this time again."

Then she let out a small, dismissive sound through her teeth, and lifted her chin. "A snow mountain," she said. "How predictable. Vaerel is sending out snow mountains now, is he? I had heard he had been getting lazy in his old age. A snow mountain to a woman whose own banquet was supposed to be about appreciating snow. It is hardly a personal gift. It is the easiest piece in his cabinet to part with." Lady Vivienne did not look at her. "Marianne," she said, and her voice was very even. "I have always loved snow mountains best. As you well know."