Red Winter Trilogy Novels & Stories

The tension in the room dissolved instantly, as if the explosive confrontation moments ago had been nothing more than a brief interruption. Only I, floating in mid-air, felt a bone-chilling cold as I watched the moving red dot. That wasn't me climbing, but rather a wolf. Before I lost consciousness, I heard the howl of a wolf. The sound was very close, just behind the rocks. The hungry wolf must've been dragging my corpse across the snow, leaving a long trail of blood. It had clamped its jaws around my leg, pulling me back to its den as its Christmas feast. Every flicker of that red dot was another jolt to my broken body.

"It's the grimoire of my people." He narrowed his ice-blue eyes. "so, you're an Arctic Wolf." It was more of a statement than a question. "Yes," I replied, folding my arms across my chest. "Who are you?" "I'm Rolf, Alpha of The Winterborn Pack." His lips curled into a smile as he liftedhis eyebrows. "May I come in?" "Yes, of course." But I didn't budge from behind the counter. "Do Elias and Xander know you're here?"

Wendy let out a cold sneer, “The last two years, your mother would deliberately pour boiling hot water on my hand, but you just told me to put up with it. I only got four hours of sleep a night just to take care of her. And you think that's okay?” Her voice shook. “You’re even talking about love?” Someone upstairs opened a window. “What’s with all the yelling at this hour?!” Austin tugged at her sleeve. “Come on, let’s go.” Wendy shook off Miles’ hand. “I’m truly tired. Those two years have drained all my feelings for you.” She turned around and headed upstairs. “Don’t ever come back.” Miles stood there, watching the stairwell lights flick on floor by floor until the third floor went dark.

“Zayn MacQuoid, you can’t be this selfish! I’m working hard right now. I can’t have kids!” I compromised to quell her anger. I valued her career, but she resigned so that she could take care of Charles and Caleb better. Besides, she used the money I had saved for retirement for Caleb’s wedding. My leg hurt terribly during that winter, but I was too poor to see a doctor. Moreover, the temperature at home was freezing. It made me shiver. I tried calling Layla for money, but she hung up on me repeatedly. I could not hold on since I was old. In the end, I froze to death.

I crawl backward until my spine hits the wall again. He found the window.He found me.And he wasn’t even trying. A harsh wind howls outside.Then Ruby’s scream cuts through the night. My heart stops. “RUBY!” No answer.Just wind.Just snow.Just the Winter King’s promise burning in my mind like a brand: Soon.

I rolled my eyes, "Right." We both again stood in silence, watching the snow fall. The flakes hitting the glass and melting instantly. The ground getting more packed with a smooth sheet of white. "It's beautiful." I smiled, my eyes following the flakes down to the ground of the football field that wasn't recognizable anymore. "Hmmm," Dallas mumbled lightly, looking at me from the corner of his eyes. "You know," I started softly, locking my eyes with his. "You can trust me, tell me things, anything." I shrugged lightly because I didn't want to make it a big deal.

Burn this place to the ground. The witch sensed the change. Her face twisted, and with a single motion she struck me. Darkness swallowed me again, but this time it was not cold. At its core I saw Rowan’s eyes, dark, yearning, and protective, and I understood that a frozen heart does not mean death. It means the strength to survive even the longest winter. Outside, beyond the mouth of the cave, the first snowstorm began, and it was not called by the witch. Rowan was coming, and with him came a vengeance that would stain the northern snow red.

I curled up in a corner, praying for some warmth. This place used to store frozen seafood. Now, it was just empty shelves and icy air. I stacked the shelves around me, a futile attempt to block the cold. It was useless. When I realized I was dead, a wave of despair washed over me. Seeing my frost-covered body, eyes wide with terror, and bloody nails, I felt a bone-chilling shock. Just as I was about to take a closer look, a force pulled me away, and I found myself standing next to Ean.

This unexpected action made her jump a little, and when she caught me in the act and turned around, she teasingly called me a "Bad wolf.My warrior warned us of more rouges approaching, thus we shortened our stay. Despite Winter's instructions to stand behind her, a bad feeling made me reluctant to obey. I instantly command my warriors to heed their Queen. They nodded in agreement and stood behind us as we exited, only to be faced with an army of rogues. A rogue stepped forward, leading my mate to attempt reasoning with them by offering to spare their lives in exchange for letting us depart. Refusing to back down, the rouge demanded war, his desire fueled by revenge for his fallen soldiers.

Winter explained, "I'm looking for something—something that belongs to me. But the seawater in the abyss is home to ancient and powerful sea beasts I can't handle. Mr. Snow, your strength is immeasurable. I'd like you to come with me and help deal with the sea beasts." Hercule protested, "Ms. Winter, I'm sorry, but this is too dangerous. We can't allow Mr. Snow to risk his life." "Mr. Snow, please reconsider," Alistair and Ajax echoed. However, Winter was unwilling to give up. After finally seeing a glimmer of hope, she couldn't let it slip away. No matter the cost, she had to sacrifice! "Mr. Snow, come with me for a moment." Winter stood up and walked toward the distant forest.