Snow And Lucy Gray Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Her assistant instantly moved a fan closer, adjusted her parasol, and placed an iced coffee at her side. Grace took a sip, then scowled. “Are you all idiots? Don’t you know I’m on sugar control?” The coffee runner bowed low, stammering apologies. “I’m sorry, Miss Grace! I’ll get another one right away—no sugar, no milk. Forgive me.” Meanwhile, Snow remained on the ground, her body trembling. The blow to her knees had left her too stunned to rise. Her palms, pressed against the cold floor, trembled as she struggled to push herself upright.

I felt myself shatter along with her then as she sunk her teeth into my neck, cementing our bond and brining us over the edge of a chasm there was no turning back from. It was as if a supernova ignited my skin as luck suckled on the bite, her wolf growling and biting deeper to leave an everlasting mark on me and my soul. My sweat treasure; what have you done? I felt myself think as my eyes started to darken around the edges and both of us collapsed next to each other, exhausted and falling into blissful rest. ***** Lucy’s POV

Ember was curled on her chest and her purr was soft and steady. I stood and walked to the window and looked out at the frozen gardens. The snow was falling and the trees were bare and the sky was gray. I thought about Lucian and his winter thunder eyes and his warm hands and his jealous heart. I thought about the way he said my name and the way he held me and the way he looked at me like I was the only thing in the world that mattered. I thought about the revenge and the fire and the screams. I thought about my mother and the river and the wolves who watched.

,Sandra sniffles again. "I got to get out of here I know they got Warriors and trackers out everywhere looking for me. I know if they find me they're going to kill me on site and you're going to help me leave". Lucy sounds evil as she starts throwing stuff in the house. Sandra is sobbing and it's really hard to listen to because I know she's just trying to be a good sibling to the bitch that doesn't even consider her a sibling.

She'd loved playing in the snow as a child or just watching it fall, but that was before she started getting the visions. Now, snow, especially the first snow, always filled her with longing and reminders of a sad memory. A memory that was hers, but at the same time, wasn’t. Now the snow which was once her favorite thing ever just made her restless, miserable, and always clouded her with a shroud of deep sadness. Especially the first snow. Scarlett's lips lifted in a tiny grimace as she recalled a day she gave in to the pressure and cried. Though it would’ve been laughable to anyone, there was nothing remotely funny about it to her. Because she was someone with a connection to her past life.

Smile: “Lucifer, Snow is already apologize to you. You have killed her once, and you still want to kill her again. You are going too far.” Flower: “All Snow wants is to enjoy the game. She doesn’t want to compete for anything. Why do you spare none? Can’t we find anyone who doesn’t care about parents in the game?” After being instigated by the Four Sisters, some people in the World Channel began to back us up. Fiona: “This time, Lucifer goes too far.” Jack: “Snow is embarrassed. Lucifer, what have you done is not cool. You are beautiful, and you play well, but you should live and let live. You can’t play this game alone.

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.

Each one created a tiny crack in Lucy’s heart, even as she tried to enjoy the vacation with him. ‎ ‎The sun had just set, leaving the sky in deep indigo and orange. Lucy suddenly stopped walking on the beach path. A little further ahead was a beautifully lit private garden attached to the resort — lush flowers, soft lighting, and a small fountain. It reminded her so strongly of Florence. ‎ ‎She grabbed Aiden’s hand and dragged him there without warning. ‎“Ethan… look around,” she said, panting from the rush and emotion. “What do you remember?”

I didn’t realize how quiet the night had become until I was already in the car. He had offered me a ride home, but I declined. The city lights blurred past the window, glowing gold and distant, but my mind wasn’t there. My fingers tightened slightly in my lap. I exhaled slowly, leaning my head back against the seat. Am I actually falling for Mr. Cole? “Lucy, get yourself together," I murmured under my breath. “This is just a contract for revenge,” I whispered to myself. I can’t feel anything else… or I might end up getting hurt.