S N O W M A N Unscramble Novels & Stories

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.

He was taller, more built. He raised his hand to slap her—but she dodged skillfully without laying a finger on him, pulling the woman out of harm’s way. “Your name?” Snow asked through the mind-link. “Amaya, Luna,” she replied softly. “Luna? How did you know?” Snow asked. “You have the scent of an Alpha on you—the mark. I can sense it,” Amaya said quietly, her voice soothing. Snow smiled, distracted—and didn’t see the man lunging at her with a dagger.

“What do they mean?” “They’re anagrams,” Sasha explained. “Jumbled words. If you notice, there’s a different color of Everlite crystal behind each letter. You activated them when you passed in front of them through the ice ramps. If you apply a sequence to the colors, say white-blue-brown, other words are formed.” “I see. They’re the colors of the three clans except Vulcanus.” “Precisely. So, white-blue-brown-white-blue-brown turns the first word from ‘SWORD’ to ‘WORDS’. The same pattern changes the third word from ‘PARTS’ to ‘TRAPS’.”

"Let's go." My assistant came back with the flash drive. "The tech team says the financial records are solid. Enough to put Richard behind bars." I traced the ice-crack pattern on a painting's frame. "Hold off. Olive loves being the center of attention. I want her to watch everything she cherishes crumble." ... Half a month later, the Winters Group's stock crashed. Through my mother's offshore company, I anonymously leaked evidence of Richard's embezzlement. Soon, old scandals resurfaced, banks withdrew loans, partners abandoned ship, and reporters besieged the mansion.

Adrian said, and his tone made it clear he had better places to be than sitting in this office with me. "As I just explained to Ms. Ashford, your father's will requires you both to live at the Swiss estate for the Christmas season and co-manage the company for one year," the lawyer repeated, and I could hear the strain in his voice now like he knew this wasn't going to go well. Adrian leaned back in his chair and his fingers drummed once against the armrest before going still. "Define live together." "Same residence, same household, making joint decisions regarding the company's direction and maintaining a united front in all business dealings," the lawyer said, reading from the document in

After I was done with her, I was making my way back to my apartment when my wolf nudged me. ‘Can we please go out for a run? I feel like I've been trapped forever!’ That's my wolf, Snow. Honestly I feel bad for her. But it's not really my fault I have to roam around disguised as a human. We know what can happen if we slip up. It is very easy for my wolf to cover up her scent though, one of the perks of being a White Wolf. After thinking about it, I decided to let her out for a few 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.

Lacey tells him, before she turns around once more to check on the children. Sunny is staring out the window in delight, seemingly mesmerized by the fat flakes of falling snow. Jack is playing his hand held gaming console once more, but he too keeps casting furtive glances out his window at the snow. Both children love the snow. Sunny finds it magical, how fluffy it looks and how it sparkles in the light. Jack just likes throwing snowballs at people and piling the fresh powder up to make forts or snowmen.

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?