Modern Snow White Novels & Stories

Zach’s eyes burned with hate as he charged at Gale, but a police officer caught him. Gale just laughed, but his amusement did not reach his eyes. “Zach, do you know why she followed me to the snowy plains next to the abandoned factory? Because I told you that you were going to propose to her there. She was so happy, and her eyes sparkled. While I had my hired hand kill her, she kept begging me not to, because she was pregnant. She said that she was not going to compete with Catherine anymore and that she would leave. She even told me in the end not to tell you about this. Even when she died, she did not want to be a burden to you.”

“I’ll take anything that makes me look less like a disaster.” “Well” she said, adjusting the strap on my helmet “you do have an air of reckless chaos. But I’m starting to think it’s part of the charm.” I could barely breathe. “You think I’m charming?” She smirked. “Don’t let it go to your head, Sixteen Candles.” We stepped out onto the snow, heading toward the beginner’s slope. I was trying to keep my steps even, to walk like a man who belonged in ski boots, not like I was wearing medieval torture devices on my feet.

However, the truth was, my name had been cleared. I took care of everything and sold the old house, ready to leave it all behind. Hank sent word he wanted to meet, but I did not want to see him. Outside, the snowmen stood like silent guests waiting for a wedding that would never happen. Nancy, with hands purple from the cold, drew a smile on a snowman's face. She smiled at me, just a little. She looked the same as always, but she seemed really tired. When I opened the door, she ran right into my arms.

On Christmas Eve, my bestie, Yara Charlton, came to me, her cheeks rosy with a mix of excitement and nerves: "Nicole... Can you do me a solid and come over on Christmas Eve? I need a wingwoman to help me sneak some time with Keith." "Huh?" I stared at Yara, puzzled. Blushing deeper, she nibbled on her lip and spilled the beans, saying, "I'm scared my dad will catch on to Keith and me. If you're there, you can help distract him..." Her voice trailed off, her eyes dancing with mischief. "I haven't had a chance to be close with Keith in forever... You need to help me!" I could not say no to Yara, so I agreed, albeit with a bit of trepidation.

I strip off the janitor’s jumpsuit, feeling the bite of the winter air on my skin. I’m too thin. Every rib shows. I look like a person made of glass, always one tap away from breaking. I crawl into my bed, pulling the thin, scratchy sheets up to my chin. I’m exhausted, but my mind won't shut up. It keeps replaying the way Alan Voss looked at me. Not with disgust. With something… different. I close my eyes, hoping for a dreamless sleep. I’m not that lucky. The mood changes. It’s not the chilly, beer-smelling air of my dorm anymore. It’s the scent of fancy leather and that strong, sweet cologne.

I continued acting like someone crazy as soon I got back, the kids stopped crying as soon as they saw me. I acted like a scared little girl and even tried to cry just to make the audience feel sympathy for me. In the original script of Snow White, she'll find small animals that will help her find her way to the cottage of the Seven Dwarfs. But since Mika made some modifications in the script, instead of finding cute and small animals, Snow White will knock out unconscious. Then she'll be picked up by the friendly wolf, which is played by Kyros obviously. You know what makes me feel weird? His costume! It's too ridiculous! He's almost wearing nothing and that's how Mika wants it.

A rare white wolf from the bloodline of the originals. ***

Her golden eyes filled with anger appeared in my sight. She hissed in my face, "If you think that I'm going to let you have Adam, beat me in a fight first. If I win, you have no right to sit on the throne next to him." My promise to myself is, I will not be oppressed anymore. I'm facing one of the Powerful Alpha Princesses under the Arcanum. She is Snow, the Alpha Princess with the power of ice. Anytime, she can freeze me right here in my position. But knowing that it's not that easy for her to do that now. We're here in a public place, she can't kill me as easy as that so I have a chance to fight.

“Then Slade saw her and went to her. Their mate-bond is incredibly strong.” The doctor looked at Eden and then to me and then back to Eden. “Are you sure, Zane?” he asked, his face still shocked. “Yes,” I replied. “She was encased in ice. Slade melted the ice. She’s awake. She’s rolling with Slade right now. She’s the most beautiful wolf. With the purest white fur. ” “White?” the doctor asked. “Completely white. White as snow,” I confirmed. “This is…this is a miracle,” the doctor said, his face breaking out into a smile. “White wolves, they’re different from others. Special. They symbolize strength.”

She stood up slowly. And there was Tiffany. She had a sadistic look on her face—like a demon that enjoyed hurting others. She clicked her tongue and eyed Snow from head to toe. She wouldn't lie—jealousy crept into her heart. Snow was petite, with shoulder-length hair. Her lips were heart-shaped, almost pouting. Her eyes were doe-like and captivating. And worst of all—her perfect skin. It was all annoying. Snow used to bleed, beg, cry… but now, it felt like she’d gained some power.