Modern Snow White Novels & Stories

Trees on either side of the narrow road swayed with the force of the strong wind and it made the snow fell from the trees in clumps, coming down like white powder to blanket the ground. It would be beautiful if it were not so creepy out here in the middle of nowhere with nothing but trees and vast darkness to surround them.

He was handsome in every way June could have ever imagined and those black eyes of his, gazed at her thoughtfully and it was at this that June noticed she was still staring at the man that she looked away and pretended she was cleaning the bar her mind still wandering on the man. She felt like she had known him or she had seen him. “Mr. White! You came!” the woman, now revealed Clara exclaimed and June immediately knew where she knew him. Of course the best celebrity tycoon. Miles White. Flawless and spotless plus daringly handsome, more than the magazines had portrayed.

We can't really afford steak, so we eat it maybe once or twice a year on birthdays or special occasions, but it is one of my favorites. After we are done eating Wilder cleans the table while I put three big brownies on a plate, for Wyatt to take to the kids. Suddenly the front door swings open, slamming against the wall. Wilder immediately goes into the hallway to see what is going on. I watch as his back bristles, then I look past him to see Isolde. She stumbles into the kitchen, eyes classy and red rimmed. I haven't seen her in months and I am taken aback by how horrible she looks. Her skin is pale and sickly looking, her hair limp and dirty. She's lost weight that she didn't need to lose,

she begins to enchant "Oh God of wind hurricane and snow-white. Bring down his foes tearing apart his enemy's nourishing the weak with power to be strong. The storm that dances in the wind. I summon you for thou strength SWORD ENHANCEMENT" BIZARRE SNOW Her blonde hair instantly glow white. It glows bright as white as snow. The demon looking up as they see a glowing snow suddenly starts to fall from the cloud. The dark cloud, suddenly parted a way and an icy 200 feet giant sword made of sharp ice form in the cloud along with a million barrages of ice swords of different shape and form.

My calming signals gave him little reprieve. “Let’s see your wolf. We need to rally the troops.” “The white wolf was better. We could feel her power. This one is weak.” “She served us well.” Peirs gave Sandra false admiration. It was sickening. “The white wolf escaped.” “That wasn’t her fault. Huh, my beauty.” He reached into the cage and petted Sandra like a dog. Ghost’s emotions were all over the place. He still cared for her on some level. Sandra’s canines grew out of her mouth and bit Piers’ hand. He jumped back as she shifted into a small light brown wolf. “Little bitch.” He yelled, and several guns were pointed at her.

During the police's chaotic sweep, I slipped through the passage to an alley behind the warehouse, where I changed into a plain T-shirt and jeans from my bag, pulling a cap low over my face. A beat-up sedan waited in the shadows. The window rolled down, revealing Wallace Pearson's weathered face. He used to be my mother's trusted driver, retiring after her death. I had contacted him right after my rebirth. "Miss, everything's ready," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. As the car left the city, I glanced back at the distant Winters Mansion, shrouded in twilight. From this moment, Eira Winters ceased to exist. Only an adversary, determined to reclaim her mother's legacy, remained.

Ronan The moment she shifted, I forgot how to breathe. I’d seen wolves my entire life. Hundreds of them. Every color the gods had bothered to invent—silver, ash, bone, dusk, storm. I’d even seen white wolves before. But nothing like this. She stood before me solid and seamless, her fur so purely white it almost hurt to look at—no cream, no yellow, no shadow of warmth anywhere in it. Just moon-bright, snow-born white, like she’d been carved from winter itself instead of born into it.

My hands trembled as I exited the group. I went straight to Nocturne. When I reached the entrance of the private room, I saw Ronan inside wearing nothing but his underwear. Brynn was dressed just as revealing in nothing but a bra and panties, like a makeshift bikini. She looked annoyed. "My luck sucks tonight. I keep losing. If this keeps up, I’ll be completely naked." She walked over and slapped his backside. "Good thing my obedient son is here to keep me company. Daddy doesn’t have to humiliate herself alone."

1996 Kaylene pov The snow icicles swirl in the air, so light, so free, and they end up anywhere they wish they want to lay down. Within a night, the forest was covered with a thick white blanket, making the air colder and vicious. The world has turned white, equality, they said, no matter how big your house, how far your house is, your house will be covered by them. White fairies.

He turns to Orla who nods. “She had to die, to be reborn. Reborn at 2.13am” She calmly states. I look at my fur, I am no longer black but am covered in Snow White fur with a golden tip covering at the end of each hair. Which adds a golden shimmer to my colour. I shake my fur out when Brett stands before me tickling the back of my wolf’s ear. I knock him to the ground and lick his face as I look up to see gasps from across the field.