Novel & Cerita Lavender Snowe

We all stood outside the house, except Damien, watching her car and that of her escort drive into the large compound. My brow rose in a bit of surprise when the familiar blonde-haired lady alighted the car. Lavender Newton?? It took everything in me to stop myself from scoffing. Everyone knows her, Lavender, the weak daughter of the alpha of the River Ash pack who never found her wolf. I could easily guess her father gave her to Damien only to get rid of her. He never liked her, rumors had it he once said she was a shame to him and his entire pack that he wished she dies. And this was it, this was the fastest way to kill her, by marrying her off to Damien, the alpha with no temper, who kill

On Christmas Eve, my bestie, Yara Charlton, came to me, her cheeks rosy with a mix of excitement and nerves: "Nicole... Can you do me a solid and come over on Christmas Eve? I need a wingwoman to help me sneak some time with Keith." "Huh?" I stared at Yara, puzzled. Blushing deeper, she nibbled on her lip and spilled the beans, saying, "I'm scared my dad will catch on to Keith and me. If you're there, you can help distract him..." Her voice trailed off, her eyes dancing with mischief. "I haven't had a chance to be close with Keith in forever... You need to help me!" I could not say no to Yara, so I agreed, albeit with a bit of trepidation.

I always wore it. Trying to convince myself she cared about me. That day I took off the scarf and let her fix it. I was about to crawl into bed to warm up when Enzo called. His voice was low. “Come out. I’m waiting at your building entrance.” It had started snowing. My mother saw that Enzo was calling me and said nothing. She handed me an umbrella and told me to go. At least she had some pride left—she didn’t teach me how to please a man.

"I did not know of your sisters." He leans against the armrest of the chair. " Snow Lion, or as we call her by her Commoner's name Mairwen, is married off to the one you know as Three Horses. They have a family and White Lion is under his name now. Gentle Raven, Lavanya, died when I was five, and she was 7. I s'pose it was some kind of common illness gone rogue." I bite my lip and lower my head a little. "I'm sorry."

He is 6'3" tall, he has a built muscular body with short light brown hair and light brown eyes. He has a round chiseled face with thin lips. He is one of the strongest Alpha wolves, his strength can be matched with only the Alpha King. His wolf is light brown in colour and is bigger than an average Alpha wolf in size. Lavender Clara Lawson (Wolf's name: Alexis) Daughter of the Alpha King and Colton's younger sister. Lavender is the daughter of the Alpha King. She is Colton's sister, and Darcy's best friend. She is sweet, kind with a caring personality. She is just as simple as Darcy is, and her beauty is the simplicity she carries even after being the Alpha King's daughter. She wishes to mee

I corrected her briskly as I tried not to huff in irritation. She seemed so inexperienced in everything, and I mean everything like working in a company, being able to hide all her emotions from being too obvious on her face, and in the bedroom. She sure does seem like someone who's going to be really inexperienced in the bedroom when it comes to sex. I wonder if she have had sex before. Now why in the name of all that's holy am I thinking about sex? "It's Snow. Um, Snow Vans." She rephrased slowly, then the next second and she was quickly shaking her head and adding. "Snow Kayla Vans."

“It is. It’s been very long Ace. But not that long since we spoke last week. How have you been?” “I’m doing well Lana. You?” He replied. “I’m good as well.” “How is your father and the business?” “My father is doing well. And the business is running smoothly too.” “That’s good to hear.” “Yeah. Meet my lovely friend Raven Snow.” She pinched my arm and I forced a smile. “Good evening Mr. Black.” I greeted and he nodded. “Raven is a talented artist and a very intelligent woman.” Lana added. “An artist you say?” He quirked up a brow with a smirk.

Snow glanced at Oliver and Crystal, then at Nayara and said, “Fine. But on one condition.” Draven looked away from Nayara and stared at Snow, “What is it?” “Get me Fragrant Flower Dew.” Draven contemplated for a while before nodding his head and giving her his promise. Nayara wasn’t happy with this arrangement. She pouted her lips and crossed her arms on her chest. She doesn’t like being treated like a small child. While Draven, Oliver, and Snow were talking about the plan of eliminating the wolves, Lumara and Crystal approached Nayara.

Lisa Jones had never expected how badly her long-distance relationship would go, when James Sachs loved her more than anyone else. As the chief of a hospital, he was a very busy man, but he had flown abroad countless times and clocking over 10,000 hours in travel for her. They could only meet briefly each time. She still remembered in that early winter, he had held her in the snow, saying that he found it all worth it. She received numerous gifts from him, ranging from thousand-word love letters to million-dollar necklaces bought from auctions. If it were just to make her smile, he would pluck the stars from the sky. That love that seeped into their very essence hadn't changed for thre

Her long, dark hair would be cascaded down her back like a river of silk, and her eyes the clearest blue, like two sapphires sparkling in the light. As the snowflakes melted on her skin, it was clear that she was as beautiful as her name, Snow. Her presence was so radiant that it seemed that the snowflakes were dancing around her in a mesmerizing waltz. She was a vision of beauty, a sight to behold. It was as if the winter chill had been broken and replaced by the warmth of her presence.