Modern Snow White Novels & Stories

Snow—my white wolf with cold blue eyes—lifted her head. The witch froze. Good. Even without speaking, Snow radiated lethal grace. My body felt heavier, stronger, and wild. Every instinct sharpened. My paws touched the floor with silent promise. The witch’s fingers twitched, drawing runes in a desperate attempt to defend herself, but Snow was already moving. A blur of white. A sharp snap of bones. A wet crack. In the span of a breath, Snow lunged at her, jaws stretching wide. Teeth sank into the witch’s neck and tore through flesh and bone with merciless precision.

Snow looks absolutely gorgeous tonight. A beautiful white gown that sweeps the grounds as she moves towards the cameras. Her hair and makeup and everything. She's fucking gorgeous tonight. And Lee, smiling when they stop in front of the cameras. I'm jealous she's with him instead of with me. I watch as Lee whispers something into her ear and she giggles. Kesha pulls my arm, gaining attention. I frown when she does and pulls me inside the building. Lee and Snow soon walk in. They walk towards us and I almost miss the scowl on Snow's face that disappeared as fast as it appeared.

Sabrina’s POV Nymeria had asked to talk, and Axel provided us with a room. I sat in a chair across her while whole Damon stood behind me, his prescence both unnerving and grounding. Axel had left to give us privacy. I couldn’t stop staring at Nymeria. She was like something carved out of snow impossibly beautiful, wrapped in an impeccably elegant aura. Her hair was white. Not pale blonde, not silver…pure white, like untouched frost. Even her lashes were white, the claok she wore was white as wellz

Her voice sounded so far away. “Ma'am? I need to get the box.” When I finally looked up, I saw that at least 15 people surrounded me. I slowly extended my arm to hand her the box. Someone took that as a sign and handed me a bottle of water. “ Snow?. Snow? You're pale. You should have some water. Snow?” The world spun and then everything went black. When I woke up I was in a hospital room with a nurse by my bed, taking vitals.

Its head reached almost to her chest, its sheer presence breathtaking. Unable to resist, Serena took out her phone. She snapped a photo of Snowball beside her and posted it online with a short caption: [Rex’s new buddy—Snowball.] Within minutes, the post gathered likes and comments. > [That’s no dog! Is that… a white wolf?] [Purebred, by the looks of it. Strong enough to fight ten men.] [It looks bigger than any normal wolf I’ve seen. Could it be… a wolf king?] Her followers included seasoned entrepreneurs and collectors, people not easily impressed. Yet even they were intrigued. Serena, however, didn’t bother scrolling through the responses. She was too busy running her fingers through Snow

“You’re pushing it, Slade.” But he wasn’t done. “Snowy,” he said, his voice softening as if the word itself deserved reverence. The moment he uttered the nickname, an image flashed in my mind so vividly that it nearly made me stagger. Pale skin, glowing like moonlight. Hair so white it rivaled the freshest snow, cascading in waves over her shoulders. Her eyes... hauntingly beautiful, like twin stars in a twilight sky. There was something ethereal about her, something that tugged at a part of me I didn’t want to acknowledge.

"I have a made some pretty good looking ones other than this, but you don't have better, do you?" Sienna seemed peeved by that and retorted without much thought. "I have quite a few gems the colour of my eyes, you bitch." Athena shrugged as she leaned back into her chair. "On your honour as a werewolf and the future Luna, which one is better?" She grinned. "Mine or theirs?" "That's enough," I sighed as I stood up. "You have outdone yourself, Athena. I look forward to this quality when you make mine."

As rain started to fall, I belatedly remembered how the weather forecast said it would get colder later in the night, and maybe even start to snow. Once it starts snowing in Atlanta, it never seems to stop. I used to dread winter, but Lucas would always wrap me in his coat several sizes larger than I was, keeping a warm blanket available in his car just for me. Looking back now, those moments of so-called happiness were never meant to last. As the rain poured harder, strands of hair stuck damply to my forehead, and my steps wavered almost to the point of collapse. I shook my head and let out a bitter laugh. How did my life end up like this?

she asked, not sure what to do. "Ahhh!" When Lyca heard Adam cry out, she stopped moving and turned around to see what was going on. "Adam..." Lyca stopped and whispered as she walked up to the man. She can't say anything about what she sees in the cage. Adam is in pain because of a forced turn, and Snow is shocked as she sees Adam's bones breaking violently and the cracks opening up.

It was so overwhelming that she couldn't swallow fast enough, choking slightly as tears pricked her eyes. "Who… who are you…?" Snow White managed to gasp. Her eyes were watery and bright like stars, her cheeks flushed a deep crimson. The seven Titans froze, staring at her. She was so delicate, so breathtakingly beautiful. "We found you unconscious in the forest." Snow White breathed heavily, her body writhing from the aphrodisiac pulsing through her veins. Her innocence was being stripped away, and yet her body screamed for more. "Ah… why… why is my body so hot?"