Lost In The Snow Novels & Stories

He just can’t. …………. Selene was taken aback by what Valen said. Wow, that man is a little rude, she told herself, but she didn’t mind anymore. She knows that he doesn’t want her to be on their land. It’s not like she’s a thief. She wouldn’t take anything. She just needs time to create a plan for taking back what belongs to her, but then her phone is lost, and she can’t call Jasper. She quietly sat beside the big stone and watched the scenery in front of her.

The doctor looked curious and was about to ask her another question when Melanie cutted in quickly. "Where is my son?" She asked in a cracked voice. The doctor bowed her head. Melanie stared at her "what is it?" The doctor took a deep sigh "I am sorry ma'am but we lost him." Melanie's eyes grew wide. "I am really sorry ma'am" the doctor said again. Melanie fainted at the spot.

I move my frozen limbs in the snow. I cringe and cry out in pain. "I…I can't move. It hurts so badly." His big brown eyes stare into mine. "Don't give up. You have to come to me" His outline flickers again. He's going to leave soon. The snow is slowly burying me. I can no longer see my feet. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see a tall, dark figure creeping behind, Cesar. I try to warn him, but my mouth was frozen and I can't seem to work my tongue.

The silence extended out, and now our look became a stare. “Forget I said anything,” he said. “Anyways,” he tried to continue. “What did you do,” Nelly asked this time. “Fine,” he huffed out. “I was fulling around in the ice room. You know the dark one with the closet for two, on 3,” he said. “The dark ice room on floor 3,” Shan asked. He nodded his head. “Well, I was in there with,” he paused for a bit, “someone. It was hot and heavy. Very, very, heavy. Hard. So hard,” he was saying but started getting a faraway look. “Hello,” Shan said snapping her fingers in front of his face. “Sorry, but it was hot. And hard. And hot,” he said trailing off again. “Ok, move on to the go

"Sophie, I was wrong. I swear I won't have anything to do with her again. Can you give me another chance?" She shook my hand off. "Liar! All you men are liars!" With that, she left and did not look back, leaving me with only the finality of her departing figure. I had lost both my money and my girlfriend. Everything felt like it had turned upside down. However, deep down, I knew everything. I had deliberately walked right into their trap, willingly letting them play me like a puppet. Sophie left the city that night, thinking she had won. However, she was wrong.

Something’s wrong, Titan growled in my mind, pacing restlessly. I scanned the clearing, watching as wolves darted between the trees, their movements fluid and focused. Ivy’s reddish-brown coat caught my eye as she paused near Cassidy’s sleek brown form. Lena wasn’t far behind them, her agile frame weaving through the underbrush. But one figure wa s missing—Snow. I stopped cold, my breath hitching. Where is she? Titan demanded, his voice sharp. Amelia wouldn’t leave the group. The weight of his words settled heavily on my chest. Snow had been with the others when the hunt began, staying close to Ivy and Cassidy. She wasn’t reckless. She wouldn’t have wandered off alone.

Her vision was turning red. “Help…” she gasped, barely louder than a whisper. Dylan glanced at her once, his expression unreadable, then slammed the door and drove off into the snow. Zoe lay trembling on the ground, tears streaming down her face as the car vanished into the blizzard. And then—everything went black. * In her haze, Zoe began to dream. She was fifteen again. It was the day of her parents’ funeral. The snow was heavy, blanketing the world in white. She had cried so hard in front of their portraits that she nearly passed out.

she waves goodbye to each child as they go out the room one by one, as they were all being picked up by parents and drivers. The last kid goes out, she noticed a cerulean blue coloured jug, with a name on it. "Charleston Dale Albertson". She ran outside and shouted his name, hoping that the kid or the driver will hear. "Charlie! You left this, honey!" Charlie went back running to her, and the man who is holding his hand turned. Everything has seemed to stop. It was Jon, wearing a white and blue striped sweater, and grey trousers. Jon started walking towards her, and everything seemed to be moving at a very slow pace. It was the most awkward moment of their lives, and as Charlie grabs the jug

**Snow's POV** I turned my head toward the dance floor, my vision slightly blurred from the alcohol coursing through my system. My body felt light, almost floating, but the ache in my chest remained unbearable. Even in my drunken state, I made a choice... to lose myself in the music, in the bodies moving around me, in the strangers who didn’t know my name or my pain. This wasn’t me. I didn’t do this. Bars, crowds, and men pressing too close, I avoided them at all costs. I hated the way too many eyes made me feel small like I was prey. But tonight, I didn’t care.

When I walk Through the ice I call it challenge Of the snow I don't sometimes Gain pace But I make my way Eventually Through every ice stone I know it hurts my limbs Every fall, I witness But then for rise one day I create my own day I know the pain Of snow I know the gain To find your way I know it hurts more But then it's legit The day is not torn The day is not torn If you catch me right In peace If you enable rest From unrest When in ease I gather speed Yes, I gather the speed I know whom to blame I know why to not Live in shame With the snow With the snow Near all my home It is panic at times When food goes stale And there is no way To walk away for more But I will live the same way In