Max De Winter Novels & Stories

Despite Winter’s understanding nature, she was always curious about why her sister was suddenly marrying Alexander. Winter couldn’t understand why her sister was wasting her time secretly loving Alexander when there were other guys who would do anything for her. Marianne was a stunning girl with an amazing figure, and aside from being a genius, Winter saw nothing appealing about Alexander that would attract her sister. It puzzled her that they were getting married out of the blue.

"Okay party popper, I hope you'll get along with the guys this time and not compare them to your Xander. You need some improvement in your love life and that's why your sex life is lacking. Imagine being a virgin at Twenty five because of a man who doesn't know you" Winter frowned. Did Tenley collude with Summer to infuriate her this night? "Whatever is wrong with being a virgin at Twenty five?" "Everything is wrong Win, everything. Don't you think you are always grumpy? It's the reason you are" Winter rolled her eyes at her friend's unreasonable explanation "Thank you for your advice, your royal highness. I'll hang up now" And she did. She entered the supermarket and went to get the things

But his eyes, his eyes were alive with a glimmer of happiness to see me still breathing. "The Miss is too powerful. She razed every tower in Meridio. She wounded Rouma and Bonbon yesterday. She's a force beyond your reckoning." "So, what's my move? Run?" Sarcasm dripped from my words. Kenru shook his head, his gaze unwavering as he looked at me. "Retreat if need be. Better a tactical retreat than a disastrous stand. But understand this, you must seek out the others. The ancient tales are all true—Winter, Vernal, Summer, and Autumn—they existed."

Elena said gazing down at her palms. “What is Elena?” Uriel asked, focusing his gaze at her. “Winter of course!; Magicum winteriun transformtum!” Elena enchants, raising her two hands up to the sky, releasing winter and ice from her hands. It reaches up to the sky bursting into tiny glaciers and then turning into Snow and ice. Winterfell was now back to its former glory filled with Life and happiness. “Woah! It's quite beautiful!” Uriel said happily flying in circles.

But when I look back I don’t regret it even for a bit, because no matter what the consequences may be but I’m glad that I got to meet him on this journey. Now when I’m looking at the sight which is right there in front of my eyes, I feel like I’m in no hurry to run or to escape because that would mean that I am ready to move on but if you ask me I guess i don’t mind reliving it all again like some Netflix series that I don’t want to end. And with no rush to escape and no place to escape to I think I would be more than happy to take a trip back to memory lane. Winter has always been my favourite time of the year due to several reasons but mainly because of its ability to be so dark and yet so

One by one, the rest of the logs composing the roof crackled and flew off, giving Emma a perfect view of the vortex swirling down to greet her. The broken roofing twisted on the currents of the tornado. Emma sensed enough power there to lift the entire cabin off the ground, but the only winter air she felt was at her back. It blew through the door and pushed her to her hands and knees. Above, the twisting mass of snow and debris distorted to reveal the bubble around which it spun. The wendigo stood cross-armed in the eye of the storm. It leered down at her, its grin stretching the scant millimeters its ruined lips would allow. The needle teeth the smile exposed didn’t belong in her father’s

Just like what happened to me in my previous life. When I heard of their death, the weight on me was instantly relieved. Those who brought about my tragic end were gone at last. The winter of my life ended, and I was heading toward spring.

– Emil said - It's over a hundred meters up. - They are an increase of a hundred, but they are only a hundred. - As for the recovery hospital, the highest is Gesegnetes Gluck, on the other side. - He said. All this is not visible from here. Being that it goes on in eternal winter, in which they have to transport the corpses in Snow Squad, because the paths become impractical… - You mean the corpses? – He questioned him. - So, how's that?? – He questioned him.

Winter returned with unheard-of fierceness, bringing with it the kind of blizzard that transformed their familiar neighbourhood into an odd place with howling winds and tall snowdrifts. Grace learnt that their family's resilience would be put to the test in unexpected ways when the electricity went out on the second night of the storm. Max said, looking at his phone's rapidly dying battery, "the electricity has been out for six hours now, and the utility company says it could be days before service is restored."

Martina's POV " War ? In winter?" I shouted aggressively sitting down on my throne. While Loren sat beside me and tried to calm me down because I was fucking irritated. War in winter is always harsh on werewolves. Now that I think of it, king Alexander Volkov was waiting for winter to arrive so that he can have a chance to defeat the werewolves. Winter can last for five years, and vampires are okay with winter. In summer their skin burn and they can't afford to walk out of their coven's houses. Even the king Alexander Volkov hides all five years of summer in his dark palace.