Red Winter Trilogy Novels & Stories

“Miss? We’re at the station.” My eyes flew open. The ice vanished. The arena vanished. The pain vanished. All that remained was the weak air conditioning of the bus blowing against my cheek and the thundering of my heart trying to punch its way out of my chest. I blinked hard, forcing the lingering shards of the fall to dissolve. Outside the window, a familiar sign slid into view: Welcome to Silver Ridge — Home of the Silver Wolves. Home. The word felt foreign on my tongue. Passengers shuffled around me, grabbing bags and stretching stiff legs. I pulled my duffel into my lap, fingers trembling just enough to annoy me. The fall always felt too real, like my body hadn’t figured out it was over

she yelled his name in her mind. He was the only one to answer these numerous questions she had. Her mind finally succumbed to sleep. "Dex?!" she yelled his name trying to find him. It was too dark to see anything but she heard him weep, she found him sitting on the floor with the suitcase she had found but he was covered in blood and so was the suitcase. He stood up and began to walk closer to her but she stepped back, and the more she did the more he broke down and the more he faded from her eyes. When she could no longer see him, she wept and yelled his name but he never came back.

For a moment, the world was still, the only sound was the crackle of distant fires and the soft fall of snow. “They will learn,” Raven whispered, opening her eyes to the darkness, her voice low but certain. “Shadowstorm does not fall.” Ragnar kissed her temple, the promise of battle and love tangled together in that quiet moment. “No, we don’t.” Together, they stood beneath the falling snow, the cold night wrapping around them, but they did not feel it. They were ready. They were strong. They were unstoppable. And The Wraith would learn that even in the darkest of nights, storm and shadow would not be broken.

I frowned. “Riko.” she sighed, squeezing my hand. “My story isn’t your story. And my boys aren’t your boys. So don’t worry about that stuff. I don’t regret that I was with Grayson or Sal. But I also don’t regret that I chose Falean as my forever.” she smiled. “If you want to be with them and they want to be with you, then you will be. And well, the Frost blood, they are a stubborn bunch. I don’t see them giving up. So don’t either.” she nodded.

Winter arrived quietly. The skies dimmed, the woods thickened with blue shadow, and the world seemed to hold its breath. In Moonrise, peace settled like snowfall. Fields were tended. Children’s laughter filled the main hall. Aria’s daughter, once fragile, now thrived—cherished by all as a living promise. But beyond the warmth of the village, the land held memories older than the pack. Along the northern border, frozen rivers and wind-swept forests stood untouched, keeping their own counsel. There, on a night of rising wind and drifting snow, something ancient began to stir.

Now that I know that atleast one person is reading this I will upload! On another note Frozen Heart is part of the series Heart and all the stories will be connected between them. Do you need another story to undertand and to enjoy FH? No! FH is a stand alone but characters from the first story of the series - Wolf Heart - will apeart in FH and other things from WH that probably won't make sense. I will start uploading WH as soon as posible. It takes place on Aylarra, on a different continent, around 20 years earlier than the events from FH. I am sure everyone will love Mina and Jayden's story! The series will have more books but I am currently working on WH and FH! Rho and Ayla will appear

My body betrayed me leaning forward even as my my mind screamed not to. The bond was too strong. A mate bond with an alpha was really strong, not to talk of three alphas. I looked up at the sky. Was the moon goddess playing a trick on me?. Tears gathered in my eyes. Tears that I've sworn to never shed. Suddenly the night disappeared, and all I could see was endless snow. I could feel the cold on my back, my wrists pinned. Hands crawling everywhere… I could still hear them laughing. Those lewd words… My stomach twisted violently. I remembered the cold, the blood, the growl, the wolf and how everything went red.

2 days later~ 3rd Person's POV Their 3 days in Finland got over yesterday and today is the day they begin their road trip. The campervan journey, that is going to take them near to their main destination- the Northern lights. And as expected few of them couldn't control the excitement of seeing them and upon that the weather report predictions for the upcoming next to weeks aren't in their favour so not wanting to miss the amazing view- they all decided to prepond it.

But she was well aware that Ryan would simply not believe her. On the outside, wintry feathers of pure white floated through the ice-kissed air, a great snowfall that quickly turned into a blizzard, as if a sky-dam had burst. With the arrival of the winter storm, a pure white railroad emerges in front of them, made even more commanding by the earthen white and crystal of the surrounding woodland.

Before I could say another word, the line disconnected, leaving behind nothing but the hollow beeping tone. The cold grew sharper and sharper, carving straight into my bones. Gritting my teeth, I pulled the blanket tighter around myself. Suddenly, my phone lit up with a notification. I turned my head slightly and saw that Morgan had just updated his social media. In the photo, he wore nothing but a thin short-sleeved shirt with a popsicle hanging from his mouth. 'So lucky Ms. Sheffield brought me a generator, or I would have frozen tonight too.' I stared at the picture for a long time.