S N O W M A N Unscramble Novels & Stories

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

Brianna exclaimed. “So?” He said in a casual voice, but he knew she noticed the subtle stiffening of his shoulders, she was very observant. Brianna huffed not buying his nonchalant attitude, “You always mop around like a grieving widower on the day of the first snow, I just want to let you know you’re not doing that today,” she said, “it isn’t snowing yet though, but it will soon.” “Just leave me alone Bri.” He groaned, turning away from her, and folding into a fetal position.

I sip slowly, not ready for another cough battle. I glance around the club and my eyes fall on a particular blond man. He's with another man who's with a girl. " Fuck." I inhale through my mouth. " What?" Roxie asks as she turns around to look at what got my attention. His blond hair is long and I'm pretty sure it's tied in a man bun at the back of his head. Tendrils of his hair fall at the sides of his face and goddamnit, he is gorgeous. He's literally the most good-looking man I've ever seen. His nose is well shaped and I can't see his eyes, since he's engraved in a conversation with the other man. The blond man laughs and his laugh is beautiful. From the faint light and the distance, he l

Or a whole month in the dark. I swallowed hard, my heart hammering uncontrollably. I pulled up our original flight booking, and it was December 18. The actual departure date was January 22. My fingers hovered over the mouse, trembling in ways I never imagined, before finally clicking through the rescheduling details. I saw manual rescheduling, and payment authorization. The communication was direct with the airport officials, and all approved by Damon. I shut my eyes, hoping it would clear when I finally opened them, but it didn't. The snow didn’t trap us as he said. He actually did.

[What if I call you thrice? “Then that’s an SOS call. It means that you might be in trouble or danger. But don’t worry. I’ll protect you. No matter where you are, I’ll rush over and protect you.”

Is it just me, or did the shop appear to be a little cooler than usual? With that glare, I feel like I'm going to freeze to death! Oh, no. If I could only match that glare… "Clearly, my name is Snow. It’s already written on my nametag. Why’d you ask?" I retorted. He smirked. "The name isn't right for you; it should be something like Stupid." My eyes widened at that comment. 'You-'

"𝘚𝘶𝘳𝘦." 𝘐𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘮𝘢𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯�

However, the truth was, my name had been cleared. I took care of everything and sold the old house, ready to leave it all behind. Hank sent word he wanted to meet, but I did not want to see him. Outside, the snowmen stood like silent guests waiting for a wedding that would never happen. Nancy, with hands purple from the cold, drew a smile on a snowman's face. She smiled at me, just a little. She looked the same as always, but she seemed really tired. When I opened the door, she ran right into my arms.

LILY The morning sunlight slanted across the snow like a thousand diamonds scattered across the slopes, dazzling enough to make me squint. Normally, mornings like this put me in a good mood. Perfect ski weather. Crisp, cold air that woke you up better than any cup of coffee. But today, something felt off.