Novel & Cerita One Piece Snow

"Yes. Revenge on the one's who started the war. And revenge on those who killed their people. The enemies were turned completely into snow and scattered around mountain tops to always provide nourishment to future generations of the Snow People." Ren received the drink from a passing Snow Man. "We thank you." The snow man stood there and waited. Ren took the bottle and drink the entire thing in one sitting. Cutting his finger, he dripped blood back into the now empty bottle.

Ryder clears his throat and says, "This is Arianna Snow. Your wolf." What?

she shook her head as she poured the purple liquid into two tiny glasses . "These are not white hibiscus .Though they look extremely similar.These are Snow Frost flowers .They only grow in -10 degree Celsius. In our kingdom in top of mountains .That too only some mountains "Snow frost ?.I have heard this word before .My mom used to make all sorts of experiments inside the castle and she would write all the ingredients and things she needed on a piece of paper and tell me to go give it one of the guards .I have seen the name Snow Frost a few times . "So what are we waiting for .Let's drink it "She handed me two petals of the flower and she took 2 for herself.She put it slowly in her drink and

she begins to enchant "Oh God of wind hurricane and snow-white. Bring down his foes tearing apart his enemy's nourishing the weak with power to be strong. The storm that dances in the wind. I summon you for thou strength SWORD ENHANCEMENT" BIZARRE SNOW Her blonde hair instantly glow white. It glows bright as white as snow. The demon looking up as they see a glowing snow suddenly starts to fall from the cloud. The dark cloud, suddenly parted a way and an icy 200 feet giant sword made of sharp ice form in the cloud along with a million barrages of ice swords of different shape and form.

"Prove it how?" "Let me make a prediction. Something specific about weather in the next week. If I'm right, will you at least consider I might know what I'm talking about?" "Miss Chen—" "Please. I know how this sounds. But what if I'm right and you ignore me and millions die because no one believed me?" Morrison was quiet. "What's your prediction?" Maya remembered the freak snow event from her original timeline. January 8th. Twenty inches in four hours.

"Like I can't think straight when you're around. Like everything I've been telling myself about why this is wrong doesn't matter anymore." I couldn't breathe. "Nick, we can't." "I know." "Riley is right inside. Your mother is here. Amanda is watching everything." "I know." "So we should go back in. Keep our distance. Pretend there's nothing between us." "We should," he agreed. But neither of us moved. We stood there in the falling snow, so close I could feel his breath on my face. The moment stretched forever and not long enough. Then the back door opened and light spilled out.

Something inside Aria stirred. Snow's body began to glow, faintly at first. Her wounds healed quickly – too quickly,disappearing as though it was never there. Just the blood stained on her fur served as a remembrance of what was once there. Maida stepped back, unease flickering in her eyes. Snow stood, energy surged through her, something awakened deep with in her. Power moving like deep waves through her body. "Her innermost power her slowly awakening." Lady Mana smiled. Snow's eyes locked onto Maida's who looked utterly shocked.

Chapter 4 The Woman in White Elena's POV “Smile, Elena, the press is to your left.” “I am smiling,” I murmured, forcing a smile without looking at Damon. “Not like you’re walking into a funeral.” “Maybe I am actually doing that.” His jaw was already hardened slightly at that, but he didn’t respond. Typical of him. Three days ago, I had made the greatest discovery of my life, that the snow was a lie. Two nights ago, I still lay beside him, my emotions all over the place, while he slept like a man without guilt. Yesterday, he acted so smoothly, like nothing had happened between us.

He seems very sincere and he seems sweet, just like Snow. “Prove it,” I say. “Okay, I will, but I know you’re hungry and if I shift I’m not sure I’ll be strong enough to hunt. But I don’t want you to be afraid of me or to leave me,” he says, turning and running off the edge of the mountain we’re currently on. “NO!” I scream, rushing to the edge of the mountain. There, rather than seeing a man plummeting to his death, is Snow, floating in the air. I look below him, then at him again.