Once Upon A Winter's Date Novels & Stories

Winter woke to the fourth-hour bell and the first light of dawn. She walked to the garden alone. The gold flowers were glowing, their petals bright against the morning sky. Solenne was already sitting on the stone bench, her notebook open, her pen moving across the page. "Good morning," Solenne said, without looking up. Winter sat beside her. "Good morning." Solenne closed her notebook. "I have been writing about the watcher's dream. The one it showed you last night. The Archivist, Clara, Morwen, Seren—all together."

They both burst out laughing. “I am not scared of anyone Winter,you know that,”she said just as Cami approched their table.He greeted Winter pleasantly and her twin and as expected didn't bother with Cheryl.“There will be a couple's hang out at a friend's lake house.I was hoping you'd be my date?”she asked Winter.Winter's eyes open wide.“Me?”she asked.“Ofcourse you hun.Please.I'll pick you up,”she said.“Yes,”she said.Cami beamed kissed her goodbye and left.

~Noah~ The pulsating beats echoed through the dimly lit house as Winter unleashed a side of herself I never knew existed. Winter, typically serene and composed, became a force on the dance floor, moving with a magnetic energy that left me both captivated and intrigued. It was a revelation – Winter on the wild side.

Kail was still smiling innocently and looking down at her. Feeling the warmth of his hand, Silje blinked. Kail whispered, “Silje, let’s walk just a little while longer.” They strolled the park quietly, passing by people who indeed looked happy. Suddenly, Silje saw a tiny white speck in the air. She raised her hand and realized that it was snowing. The first snow of the year. And it happened when she was on a date with Kail in Central Park. “It’s snowing, Kail. It’s the first snow.”

She pressed the doorbell so hard that she could crush it, and when a groggy Frank finally answered the door, she snapped, "Frank Lawrence! Were you sleeping with Helen Lane last night?! When did you even rekindle that lost spark?!" Her words almost left Frank collapsing. "Excuse me… Passing through…" Winter murmured as she hurried past them with her sling bag, poking her tongue out at the arguing couple before hurrying away gleefully. "Did you rat me out, brat?!" Frank glared at her as she left, catching on right then. "Oh, what a nice day out! It's such a good thing to go to school… I wonder what I'll be having for lunch?" Winter kept playing dumb as she quickened her pace until she was gon

I stand and walk away, my mood improving after the feel of his lips on mine. ***** The Winter Dance comes every year after classes are over. It's the time to celebrate that we finally have our vacations and when new romances spring. When the snow king and queen get selected. The school is slowly becoming this enchanted ice castle. All the clubs are involved in the decorations and in organizing the festivity. Christmas trees are almost on every corner. Lights of white and blue colors cover the ceiling. There are white garlands on the walls.

' song on repeat in my brain. Van chose Arthur Christmas. Val chose How The Grinch Stole Christmas. Ricky chose Home Alone 2, one of his favorite movies. Sara chose Christmas Chronicles on Netflix. I chose The Santa Clause. Wilder and Wyatt passed on picking movies, because it was late and they wanted Grandpa to have a turn. He pulls out his movie from his pocket, handing the DVD to Wyatt. Grandpa Mick has Jacks now, holding him close and I love the sight. I pull my phone out and take a picture.

It's about winter . " I am fine Ariel ...I don't know what to say ...he has disappointed me .. I thought he will call me or text me ...he didn't do it ...is he giving up on me " Winter said before broking down into tears . She was angry at him . Angry in many ways . Her anger turned into tears. Ariel wrapped her arms around Winter consoling her . " Everything gonna be fine honey...I am there for you " Ariel said stroking Winter's hairs . Ariel felt bad for winter . The girl was motherly deprived of love . Each time she tried to love someone people either die or distance them from her .

I cut her off, “and no, I will never fall in love with Killian. I know what I want, and it’s definitely not Killian.” She stared at me disbelievingly before she sighed and said, “I hope so because I will definitely skin you alive if I see you romanticizing him.” I nodded. Well, we’ve already done more, but I’m taking memory and information to my grave. We went silent as Winter tapped on her phone. “Oh my God!” Winter gasped. “What is it?” She shoved her phone in my face. “THE ANNUAL LEGACY THORNE CHARITY DATE AUCTION. I’ve heard so many stories of this event. Can’t believe it’s this upcoming Friday.”

The first one all night. This is going to be fun. Winter thinks she's won. She thinks she's gotten her happily ever after with the perfect man. But she has no idea what's coming. I grab my phone and open my contacts. Scroll through until I find what I'm looking for. Time to call in some favors. Time to put a real plan in motion. I'm about to hit dial when my phone buzzes. A message. From a number I don't recognize. I open it. And freeze.