Snow And Roses Novels & Stories

The morning after the blizzard dawned crystalline and still, the world outside transformed into a wonderland of pristine white that seemed to mock the intensity of the previous night's storm. Iris woke in Damien's arms on the moss-soft floor of the conservatory, surrounded by the gentle luminescence of plants that had witnessed their complete surrender to each other. The eternal roses had woven a canopy of silver-touched petals above them while they slept, a living bower that spoke of the garden's approval of their deepening bond.

Snow. Vanessa lifted her fingers toward the top of the glass ceiling. A gust of chilly wind blew through the room and settled in the air. A sheet of soft sparkling snowflakes began to fall around them. They quickly became larger and larger until each flake was the size of a silver dollar. The snowflakes coated Vanessa’s silver hair and lashes. She smiled and stuck out her tongue to catch a few. The snowfall became heavier and began to blanket the floor around them. Turning to Nick, she saw layer after layer of snowflakes landing in his jet-black hair. The contrast was striking, though his lycan body heat quickly melted any bits of ice he came into contact with. He shook his head, shedding of

I thank God the dress is braless because when I notice her perky dusty rose nipples calling out to me, I don't waste time. "Crescent." she moans lowly. That is a switch to something so carnal deep within me. I ravage her nipples and breasts like a starved man. Satisfied by my work on her breasts, I trace a finger down her torso while I kiss her. I am not surprised to find her wet and ready.

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?

Such an inspiration, she is. I quickly showered and wore a simple dress to start the day. . . . "My legs are killing me. Remind me never to go shopping with you, Ann", I groaned, as we entered the cafe BlossomBee. It was a homely place with a bunch of dandelions on each table. A delicious scent of coffee and muffins lingered in the air instantly making me relaxed. We ordered cinnamon rolls, pancakes, and blueberry muffins for brunch. The ambiance helped me become more cheery from a semi-querulous phase.

Rose watched as frost began forming slowly along his skin. Delicate. Intricate. Tiny crystals spiraling outward like living snowflakes. Rowan leaned closer, eyes wide. “No way.” Kael exhaled softly. The frost spread outward, crawling along a nearby rock. Within seconds the surface turned white with ice. Ember crouched down, poking it. “Okay that’s extremely cool.” Rowan groaned. “You said cool.” “I regret nothing.” Rose crossed her arms but couldn’t hide the small smile pulling at her lips.

I smiled. Rose had mud covering her clothes, with splashes of water on her top as well. "You should change your clothes, otherwise you will catch a cold." She nodded with a sheepish smile, "I went to collect water from the river but slipped over the rock and fell." I paused but continued stirring again...the river. "Can you add the final petals and stir this? I have some work to do." Rose looked at me in shock and to my surprise, she shook her head in a no immediately, "I can't do that, you shall always complete your work other..."

My name is Alexandria Rivers. I am 17 years old. I am the daughter of Joyce & Edward Rivers, Beta's to Alpha Brian Jackson of the Green Wood pack. My brother, Tyler Rivers, is best friends with the future Alpha Mason Jackson, and also next in line to become Beta. Alpha Brian and Luna Samantha have always been very kind to me. Mason and I began dating in middle school, and Luna Samantha has been teaching me how to be a Luna, in case Mason and I are mates. I finally get to shift and find my mate in 1 week. I'm really hoping Mason is my mate. My mother says that with the mate bond, you can feel what she described as "Sparks" when you touch your mate. Mason and I have both noticed a tingling sen

Eriksen entered the chamber carrying a tray of roasted meat and warm broth, with Caelan and Lucan Blackmoor following close behind her. Seeing that I was awake, the old pack housekeeper set the heavy tray on the bedside table and smiled warmly. "The sky has cleared beautifully today, child. The frost will bring heavy snow within two moons. Letty, finish your broth and come down to the outer courtyard with me. The winter blood-roses bloomed late last night, and their petals are as red as fresh fire." My eyes lit up with genuine delight. In the coastal warm lands of Moonfang Province, winter roses never survived, nor did snow ever blanket the earth. "Yes, Mrs. Eriksen! I would love to see them

She totally forgot how to smile. Shama put the cup on table and walked outside the castle. Her steps were marked on the snow as she walked around the garden. Roses were all around the garden with a layer of frozen snow on it. Shama’s nose was red because of the cold weather. Shama stared at the roses as she wrapped herself more tighter in her cloak. She put out her hand to catch a snow flake. It slowly landed on her hands. Shama looked at it. It was beautiful. “Hey”