Names That Mean Snow Novels & Stories

, I said. She was thoughtfully quiet for a moment and I wondered what she was thinking about before she spoke again. “How about Snow?” She asked. I frowned at her in confusion, unable to understand what she was talking about. On seeing me apparent confusion, she smiled and leaned closer to me. “How about we call your wolf Snow?” She asked. “Oh”, I said, finally realizing what she was talking about. “She is as pure and white as snow”, Lena said, explaining the reason behind the choice of name.

Is it just me, or did the shop appear to be a little cooler than usual? With that glare, I feel like I'm going to freeze to death! Oh, no. If I could only match that glare… "Clearly, my name is Snow. It’s already written on my nametag. Why’d you ask?" I retorted. He smirked. "The name isn't right for you; it should be something like Stupid." My eyes widened at that comment. 'You-'

I had never met a man before who could give me pleasure so intensely, so inhumanely. ​After it was all over, we lay in each other’s arms for a while. The stormy wind outside had calmed down. But when I returned to my apartment by taxi, the trace of excitement faded, and a strange melancholy consumed me. ​As soon as I returned home and closed the door, a piece of white fur rushed to my feet. 'Snow'. My only love, my pampered blue-eyed cat. ​I picked him up. Burying my face in his soft fur, I let out a long sigh. "Mommy had a very big day today, Snow... and she made some serious wrong decisions today," I murmured in a tired voice.

Holly asked. Trisha nodded. "What's his name?" Melanie asked. "He doesn't have one," Trisha mumbled, only just realising they hadn't given the faceless snowman a name yet. "Let's give him one then," Melanie said with a warm smile. "Any ideas?" "Er, Icy?" Holly suggested. "Snowy..." Sapphire threw in. "Frosty?" Emilie offered, approaching with a handful of stones. "Frosty!" Trisha cried with a bright smile. "Frosty the snowman!"

she said when she heard what Queen Annabelle said. Then she laughed when she saw King Alexander coming toward her and Queen Annabelle's eyes met hers. "Lyca, Princess! It's good to see you at last... Tonight, Queen Annabelle told everyone that you aren't here "King Alexander muttered. As soon as he was close enough, he reached out and kissed Snow's hand. "I just got here today, so you're right. Since I haven't gone to see the Queen say hello, she probably doesn't know..." Lyca gave a half-smile as she answered. Since she wants to use the king, she had to be nice to him.

I decided to occupy my time with the diary that I used to maintain. It was going to start snowing. I was there on the terrace of the mansion and I could feel it was going to snow in Burbank. Well, snow is the symbol of purity, innocence, and frozen feelings. I do know not what is going to happen now. I have had frozen feelings enough. I am tired and done for the time being. I want only good vibes. Nothing else. No sadness. Also, snow symbolises new beginnings. I wanted that to happen. I wanted a fresh start.

I don't want her to die out there and she's going to be my friend forever. I coughed as I made my way into the house. Tiptoeing so no one would hear me. I needed to hide snow. I named her snow, she's white like snow and her fur is soft too. I got up to my room and put her under the bed. She was already fast asleep and I needed to get her something to eat for when she woke up.

It is like he has me in a trace that I couldn’t escape. “Snowy?” his deep voice asks, and I can feel the heat rush to my cheeks. For once I don’t mind the stupid childhood nickname, as long as he is the one calling me it. “Oh, have you not met our new recruit yet? Max this is Raven, aka Snowy. Snow this is Alpha Max” Colton continues, lucky he seems oblivious to the obvious tension building between us. Hopefully, nobody else in the group notices our little stare contest.

she interrupted me. “Well it only makes sense I named you Snow as I got you on a snowy night!.” I explained. She tilted her head and stared at me in confusion. “Okay!.” She finally said, as though she wasn’t pleased. “Look, I have been marked by Zemia already!.” I went back to our conversation. “It doesn’t matter… I think so!.” “See you aren’t even sure!!.” I yelled at her. “Chill Alora look at yourself now!, weren’t you safer with Aiden than Zemia?!.” Snow asked.

Her skin looks like pure, clean snow, so delicate and smooth that his big fingers want to reach out and pinch her cheek. The Alpha actually listens to his beast. He taps her soft skin with his thumb, finding it super bouncy and warm. “Your name is Liora?” Liora nods her head super fast, her pink lips opening into a giant grin that shows off her white baby teeth. “Mommy told me my name means a bright morning sun on the mountain ice! She said my fur is supposed to bring hope to the whole world!” My wolf had chosen that name because I wanted my little girl to stay warm and dazzling, far away from the dark shadows of the Blackthorne line. I wanted her path to be full of bright sunshine, with zer