Lost In The Snow Novels & Stories

Chapter Thirty nine: Lost on the run “My snow man and me, hey My snow man and me, hey hey hey Baby Don't cry snowman. Don't you fear the sun. Who would carry me without legs to run honey Without legs to run honey.” ~Snowman by sia~ Phoebe's POV I woke up feeling like shit. My eyes were swollen with dark circles under them. Seth's words still echoed in my head. He reminded me of why I hated him. He was a fuckboy and my enemy.

It was Raven and Josh holding hand, their backs facing the camera on the cliff overlooking the city, Josh and Kate’s special place. It feels as if she had fallen into a cactus, and her heart has been punctured a million times over by tiny pins. It stings at first, but now it feels as if they’ve left her numb—not even slightly painful, just numb. She is not bleeding, but she knows after she slowly start to pull these foreign objects out, one by one, the blood will come gushing out. She was heartbroken twice by the same man.

The world around them was silent save for the steady patter of rain. "Allen," Serene said softly, breaking the silence. "I don’t have a home anymore." The butler stopped pushing the wheelchair. Allen, too, halted and looked at her. "My mother is gone, my sister is in prison, and my father barely comes home anymore. He’s too busy training someone else to take over the family. I’m alone." She opened her mouth as if to say more, but no words came. What could she say? This sense of isolation wasn’t new; it had always been the undercurrent of their relationship. Perhaps that realization was why she suddenly let out a dry, bitter laugh.

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he muttered. The giant screen flickered—showing Shadow drenched in blood, clothes torn, chained and helpless. And on the other side of the feed—Snow. Smiling like a demon. He piled their goods together, then torched them in front of Shadow’s eyes. “SNOW!!” Shadow’s scream echoed through the speakers, drowned by the crackle of fire and Snow’s unhinged laughter. “Where is he?! Track his location now!” Ace slammed his fist against the table, shaking the equipment.

He picked up a red crayon and was about to colour on it. “Ashton wait. Don’t you know Elsa’s dress is supposed to be light blue in colour?” She caught his left wrist to stop him from colouring her favourite figure in red. “How am I to know what colour dress she wears?” He mumbled while picking up the light blue crayon. “Haven’t you watched frozen?” Crystal asked curiously with wide eyes. “N-Nope..” He answered shamefully since he thought he must have looked like the dumbest person to the little girl for not watching that movie.

CHAPTER 34 ****MELISSA'S ROOM**** "Snow!! I am so happy for you. Do you know what this means? You won't have to wear this trash-called maids' uniform. We will get to go on countless shopping and we..." Melissa paused when she saw Snow looking so lost in thought. She quietly sat down beside her," Snow what is it?" she tapped her on the shoulder. Snow didn't respond. "Snow!" "Huh," Snow jerked. "Why are you so lost in thought? I expect you to be happy,"

Chapter 4 The Woman in White Elena's POV “Smile, Elena, the press is to your left.” “I am smiling,” I murmured, forcing a smile without looking at Damon. “Not like you’re walking into a funeral.” “Maybe I am actually doing that.” His jaw was already hardened slightly at that, but he didn’t respond. Typical of him. Three days ago, I had made the greatest discovery of my life, that the snow was a lie. Two nights ago, I still lay beside him, my emotions all over the place, while he slept like a man without guilt. Yesterday, he acted so smoothly, like nothing had happened between us.

I hold up my hands from joy, ''Oh my god it is snowing. Everyone around me seems just as excited. Nolan his voice echoes over the grounds, ''ALRIGHT EVERYONE LET’S USE THE SNOW FOR A SPECIAL PRACTICE TODAY. WE WILL HAVE A LITTLE SNOWBALL COMPETITION TO TEST YOUR AGILITY. WHEN YOU GET HIT BY A SNOWBALL YOU LOSE. THE LAST PERSON STANDING WINS AND CAN CLAIM A REQUEST.''

Thinking of that farce the other day, Harvey looked at Snow with pity. The fact that she could even lose the gift that suited her best made him less likely want to talk to her. "Snow." Harvey's voice was indifferent, but with a hint of extreme malice to it. "Come back and talk to me when you get that diamond back." He then got up and left, leaving Snow to watch him leave with her eyes wide open. Snow was rooted to the spot for a long while before a hint of ruthlessness surfacing in her eyes. She knew it; Harvey would only be angry with her because she had lost the diamond. 'I'm going to get the diamond back—whatever it takes!' she said in her mind.