Lost In The Snow Novels & Stories

"You did." "Look, I'm not trying to say that you're a liar or that any of these is a lie, but the thing is, I don't seem to know any of these things you're talking to me about. I'm not whoever you're taking me to be. My name's Winter, not Vinci and I'm a girl and not a man —”

After a few missed calls to Kaze, Snow put her phone away just as she heard cars coming up from behind. Through the rearview mirror, Snow saw around a dozen black cars chasing after hers. Dove had a look through the side mirror. She too was alarmed and enraged. “Damn it. Mr. Winchester and his men are here! “Snow, you should have listened to me and stayed in Lilyrose! They must have found out that you were missing and came after us! You got me into this mess!” she bellowed, shifting the blame on Snow. Snow and Bass ignored the crazy woman but their expressions turned grim.

--So, don't you give up, na na na I won't give up, na na na Let me love you Let me love you So, don't you give up, na na na I won't give up, na na na Let me love you Let me love youuuuuuuuu-- Snow's POV. I closed the door separating Mr Richardson office from mine, a breath I hadn't notice I was holding escaped my nose and lips harshly. I remained behind the closed door as I tried to gather my now rearranged thoughts.

The place where all the secrets are frozen. Loss brushes the hair away from his face as he look around. There's a blizzard going on, and when I gaze at the snow, I see nothing for miles. Then Loss begins to dive down into the snow, leaving burn marks. he's moving so fast, even I can't see him. But since I'm standing around, I begin to look through the snow, eyes shifting from on pile to the next. Lots of giant skeletons are buried deep within there, but nothing really sticks out.

The snowy landscape rushed towards him, threatening to swallow him whole. In a final effort to regain control, Lucian flapped his wings with all his remaining strength, but it was too late. The force of the wind sent him crashing into the ground, his massive frame plowing through the snow with a resounding thud. He shifted back to his natural form and pushed himself up, shaking off the snow that clung to his body. The blizzard may have brought him down, but it would not hinder his search for Visenya.

As we ran, the air slowly began to get colder, and soon enough, flakes of snow fell from the sky. “Fantastic,” I muttered under my breath. Snow was Grimhold’s playground; he was the bloody Alpha King of the North, after all. Soon, there was a blizzard, and I couldn’t see much in front of me. The trees all started looking the same, and Grimhold had disappeared deeper into the woods. I skidded to a stop, spinning in circles as the snow swirled around me. There was nothing but white everywhere, and heavy silence. I cursed under my breath as I shifted back into my human form, shivering from the cold.

I had returned from a five-year assignment. Walking out of the airport, my heart was filled with hope that Cyra Stern would accept my proposal. However, she just stood there expressionlessly. “Neil Spencer, I’m sorry.” Before I could even register my surprise, she spoke again. “That transfer order… was my doing. “I purposely had you transferred to that remote project in the Northwest just to create space for Devin Lawrence and me. “Back then, I was pregnant with his child. I had no other choice.” A long silence followed as I bit my lip until it bled. That was five years of living hell in the Fopi Desert. They were filled with swirling sandstorms, unbearable heat, and sixteen-hour work

It vanished into the snowy ground. It was like trying to find a tiny needle in a big field of snow, but Nancy did not give up. Her eyes were full of hope as she stared at me. "Samuel, I'll find the ring, and then you'll forgive me," she said. She turned and ran to where the ring had fallen, bending down to move the snow bit by bit. A snowflake landed on my heart, making a little splash, but then everything was calm again. Wendy was waving at me from far away. She had gone with me to visit my mom.

Vivienne toward the door. No one trusted anyone for a heartbeat. Emilia watched them quietly. Then spoke the sentence that changed everything. "No." "The traitor isn't in this room." She looked toward the snow-covered windows. "They're still outside." At that exact moment... A distant gunshot echoed across the mountain. Then another. Then another. Elias's voice crackled through Lucien's radio. "Lucien!" "We've lost contact with the outer security team!" The transmission dissolved into static. Outside... The First Snow had begun.

The cold wind and snow pellets stung my face, freezing my bones. I walked aimlessly through the snowy night. My phone rang non‑stop—Enzo demanding I come back to the apartment. I didn’t answer a single one. When I reached a small park, I realized I was barefoot. I’d lost my shoes somewhere. My soles were cut and bleeding from bits of ice. I sat on a park bench, clutching that unraveled red yarn, and sobbed. Later, in my therapist’s office, when I said “You can all pretend I’m dead,” I couldn’t help but laugh.