Modern Snow White Novels & Stories

“Let’s go for a run. I promise, I won’t run into trouble. Besides, I have you to protect me.” Whitee sighed. “I haven’t come into my true powers yet… but maybe this run will bring everything back. You need it. We both do.” With that, I let the moon’s power flood through me again. And before I knew it, Whitee’s eerie green gaze was staring straight into my soul. The only difference now was the icy blue glowing around the green, like a frozen aurora. She was truly magnificent. “Let’s form camouflage so we won’t be seen.”

Mira clawed at her throat, her eyes wide, terrified, her fingers scraping at nothing as the invisible force tightened around her neck. Rowan lifted his other hand to finish it, and that’s when it happened. A flash of white. No, it wasn't white. It was blinding, holy even and almost impossible. It erupted right in front of Rowan, exploding outward like a star being born. Every warrior, every puppet, every creature on the field cried out and shielded their eyes. I fell onto my hands as the world turned winter white. “What…?!” Rowan snarled, stumbling back. The light reached my skin, warm, and familiar, and I just knew who it was.

No one will care, she can only blame her mother's unfortunate fate. Near the crystal frozen river, there's a humongous and tall tree called 'sakura', the only tree that living in this place. Its big and long branches curved and twisted in an enchanting way were covered in a pile of snow. A group of crows flaps their wings and cowed on top of the large branches while watching the two kids busily covered the hole in soil using the shovels.

Isadora's expression changed showing Yuna that it was still not good. " Unfortunately, there is no progress. I'm afraid...we should all prepare for the worst." Hearing Isadora say those words made it even worse. Was there really no hope. Yuna didn't want to believe that it would simply be the end of Mercedes. It was unacceptable. She is the last white wolf blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. She had been giving it her all in training and sacrificed everything to get strong enough to defeat her enemy. This couldn't be how her light went out. Yuna couldn't believe that.

The students of the Blemore Academy started to train for the competition to become the emperor of heaven’s apprentice and tomorrow is our first round for the competition, and it’s to hunt a beast. “Snow White, what should I do? The only thing I know is to control my sword and fly and others, I don’t know anymore. Hayyy… why is it so hard to repay him,” I yawned reason to make my eyes teary as I felt sleepy. Until now, Snow White was still not talking to me, starting when I took a bath in a frozen lake since I didn’t take off the hairpin on my hair because Snow White warned me to never took it off. But when I took a bath there, I never heard Snow White talk to me again.

Dominic, standing beside Chris, let out a low whistle and said in awe, “Winnie, who gave you permission to show up looking this gorgeous?” Without meaning to, his eyes flicked toward Skyla, who was being pushed over in her wheelchair by a caregiver. Earlier, Skyla had stepped out of the car in a white off the shoulder gown. She looked elegant and refined, the kind of beauty that stood apart from the other women. But the moment Winter appeared, that white suddenly looked plain. “Thanks for the compliment,” Winter said, arching a brow, her eyes bright with mischief. “I was born this way. I couldn’t be ugly if I tried.”

I warned her " Let them come" she replied. There had always been a fetish around the killing of white wolves for the others. We were royalty, a rare kind, and so anyone who managed to kill one of us had hit gold. "I have walked freely for years Athena, nothing will happen to me. Don't worry" she said. "Two days ago, I was attacked by the Black Moon Pack, they know I'm the only pure white wolf left. Maybe they have began their stupid war again. I can't lose you too" I pleaded with her.

Olive and Clover said pushing Snow in being bye to her as she spinned away. A minute later Snow came out wearing a tight but elegant white battle dress. The gown battle dress, fastened in front by a row of white buttons, had long and tight sleeves, with a small slit at the wrists closed by a button. A short train was on the back a couple of inches from the ground, small snowflakes of different shapes and shades of blue were all over her gown, with her grey heeled boot sneakers. She had shimmer of white and ice blue on staring at her brown to her cheekbone. Her ash-blonde hair was on the side steaks of blueberry filled her hair with a band of silver. Clear in the center to turquoise, lapis an

Unfriendly. She frowned slightly but said nothing. Later, Adriana returned to the hotel about half an hour after leaving to help Snow buy something. The suite door clicked open, and she stepped inside, calling casually, “Snow?” But what she saw made her pause, startled. “Snow?” Snow stood in front of the mirror, wearing a sleek black wig, her makeup entirely transforming her face. The long, tight dress clung to her figure, accentuating every curve. The only thing that betrayed her identity was the pair of worn slippers on her feet—a quiet trace of the real Snow.

Her long, dark hair would be cascaded down her back like a river of silk, and her eyes the clearest blue, like two sapphires sparkling in the light. As the snowflakes melted on her skin, it was clear that she was as beautiful as her name, Snow. Her presence was so radiant that it seemed that the snowflakes were dancing around her in a mesmerizing waltz. She was a vision of beauty, a sight to behold. It was as if the winter chill had been broken and replaced by the warmth of her presence.