Novel & Cerita President Snow Young

My legs were twisted, crushed under the weight of the snow. Shawn collapsed as he finally saw my corpse. The tool clattered to the ground. He stared blankly at my corpse as he shook his head vehemently.

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?

I lifted my head and said to Yulan, “If you think I have no right to kick you out, then you can ask Snow to kick me out instead.” “Enough!” Snow stepped between us and scowled. She said softly to Yulan, “Go home for now. I’ll come see you later.” Yulan’s eyes welled up immediately. He glared at me in frustration, grabbed his things, and left in a hurry. Snow watched his lonely figure for a moment. She hesitated and then went after him. She returned after a few minutes. “Jared, I didn’t expect Yulan to say those things. But he’s five years younger than you! You don’t need to take it so personally.”

I must no kid myself but he really looks good with those tuxedos on, not to mention his Eastern Asian look and fair skin complexion with those fox-like eyes that make him look cunning, clever, and mischievous. "Happy–." A word came out from his mouth, but a housemaid came in carrying a tray of beverages, so he immediately cut himself off. "Mister Sebastian and Mister Laurent. The president's coming down in ten minutes." The housemaid said as she put the beverages on the living room table. Sebastian and I nodded in unison. I caught Sebastian looking in my direction without looking at my eyes. I just gave him a slight grin. I slowly rolled my sleeves and reached for the glass of juice.

President cut her off "We got an anonymous message with evidence that the president's youngest son, Ryan Miller impregnated her long-time friend, but unfortunately, planning to abandon her and the baby just to maintain his father's political status." A voice came from the television.

He once asked the older adult who accompanied him while pregnant with his child if he wanted his son, Sean. "Auntie, are you daydreaming? I'm cold!" He shook Lerina's hand. "Oh yeah, sorry!" Lerina immediately dressed this young master named Sean. Not long after, Sean came out of the room and was followed by Lerina. "Daddy, I'm already fragrant and handsome. Will Daddy kiss me!" he asked. "Of course. Daddy will hug you too, like this!" Han grabbed the petite body. Lerina smiled faintly, a beautiful sight according to her. Despite President Zoku's cold demeanor, it turns out that he is hot to his family.

After taking one last look at the room, I turned and walked out into the blizzard. Snow melted on my eyelashes, tracing cold lines down my cheeks. For a moment, I couldn't tell if it was just melted snow or something else. Once aboard the supply boat, I stood out on the deck and looked back. The research station shrank into the distance until it was nothing more than a tiny speck. The wind on the water was howling, making my eyes sting and water. The dark void behind me was fading away, taking ten years of my youth with it.

Louisa's POV "No, Will. You can't take Snow away as a pet. She's Mr. Weasel's family." I said to Will as he was holding the small white weasel in his arms. "But she's so fluffy and soft. And she likes me," Will said. Snow, the small white weasel, which looked exactly like her father, was wrapping herself around Will's arm. "Look, daddy. This boy is like a tree!" Snow said. "Come down here, Snow! That vampire kid wants to take you away and suck all your blood!" Mr. Weasel sounded very nervous.

At Le Château Royale, the clinking of silverware was the only sound between them. Lydia and Rowan ate in silence. Rowan finally broke it, dabbing his lips with a napkin. "So... you're a Zander?" His voice held amusement. Lydia met his gaze. "Yes." A slow whistle left his lips. "Damn. The woman I pulled out of a pool turns out to be the President’s daughter." She shrugged. "Life happens."

Adrian just said a word and stopped talking. Baby curled his lips and didn’t say anything. “Young Masters, it’s snowing outside.” Seeing that Adrian and Baby were also bored, Uncle Lewis thought that they would like it if it was snowing. Hearing that it was snowing, Baby immediately took Adrian out. “Wow, it’s really snowing.” Baby stretched out his hand and continued to play in the snow. “Yes, it’s so big.” Adrian also reached out his hand and looked up at the falling snowflakes in the sky.