Snow Crash Audiobook Novels & Stories

I forced my breathing to slow, pushed against the storm, and with one final exhale, the flames snapped back—collapsing into nothing but embers swirling in the twilight air. Silence. Phineas’s pipe smoke wafted beside me once more as he stepped forward, nodding in quiet approval. “You see? It listens… when you do.” Snow exhaled shakily, brushing stray ashes from her hair. “You’re insane,” she muttered, but there was a ghost of a smile on her lips. “Maybe,” I said, staring down at the faint glow still pulsing in my palm. “But I think I’m starting to understand it.”

‘WE CAN’T JUST ABANDON HIM! As my panic hits an all-time high, a loud roar fills the air, and the ground beneath us violently shakes, threatening to throw us from our shelter. ‘Get down!’ Cyrus hisses, using his body to lock me between the rock we are hiding behind and himself just as the wall of snow comes crashing around us. ‘Hang on!’ Gritting my teeth, I watch helplessly as the snow continues to crash around us, burying everything in its path as it does. I don’t know how much time passes before the plumes of snow rushing past us finally begin to slow and then stop altogether, but I don’t care. Each minute that passes is a minute that Fineon is alone and possibly severely hurt.

asked Kriss with a shiver. She laughed as she pulled away slowly from Orin and Eamon. “I doubt it’s locked. I was too focused on getting Dad to the hospital to worry about it.” Snow crunched under her feet, and though it was scanter than it had been the last time she was at the cabin, she wasn’t surprised to find it still lingered even a few weeks later. No wonder Kriss was shivering.

In that one split second, there was nothing but silence. It was like watching a horror film; the only thing he could do was hold his breath as his vehicle became airborne, hydroplaning, from the road flying downward. When it finally landed, it landed hard in a ravine piled up full of snow. Ross's truck crashed into the snow! It felt like he slammed into a wall that knocked the air clean out of his body. He found himself slumped over the airbag that exploded at the steering wheel. For a second or two, he could only faintly hear the sound of the horn blaring, and that sound eventually faded. Ross became unconscious! There was not a sound inside. All you can hear is the horn in the night air mu

Snow guided and that is exactly what I did as I slid beneath the huge wolf’s body and grabbed his hind legs before swirling him around and throwing him over the other two wolves so that they went crashing down the peak. “It was fun watching that kind of action and drama,” Snow remarked. “I wish I had popcorn too,” she lamented making me chuckle. “It was not a movie, Snow,” I answered amused. “Yeah ! It was more of a trailer. Now that you killed 9 rogues, this place will surely be under the scanner. You should burn their bodies before anyone deduces their murderer,” Snow urged. “You are right but what about the wolves that I threw down the waterfall ?” I asked worriedly as I peered down the c

It leaves on bones Of old age But I also know Science will make them Healthy again Yet again After each snow There will be warmth again There will be beautiful sun All my way Through and through life I will find my way Not death this day Of snow again Let me fight On my life's way In sunshine And in each new day Let me fight for sun again This day Which seems of disease And witnesses death near its place Will be gone away Will be dead again This day This day is alive for life Again Yet again Yet again I will build up again This day This day in bright sunshine Appeared When back in past I fought the snow again Lo! I will enjoy this sun Today This sun shines in my way The dear warmth today Thi

Snow—my white wolf with cold blue eyes—lifted her head. The witch froze. Good. Even without speaking, Snow radiated lethal grace. My body felt heavier, stronger, and wild. Every instinct sharpened. My paws touched the floor with silent promise. The witch’s fingers twitched, drawing runes in a desperate attempt to defend herself, but Snow was already moving. A blur of white. A sharp snap of bones. A wet crack. In the span of a breath, Snow lunged at her, jaws stretching wide. Teeth sank into the witch’s neck and tore through flesh and bone with merciless precision.

, she snarled and growled, I was trying my best to get off the ground but it felt like I was paralyzed. Francesca screamed taht truned me def, it was like a mighty wind taht did not move the beast. ^^^ Snow’s POV My body was carried by a well body built man!, he was almost as strong at Aiden!, i know it’s weird how I can tell who was stronger but it was very easy for me!. I had kicked him a few times and watched his reaction while I had punched Aiden millions of times but he didn’t move a muscle like he couldn’t feel the pain.

17. We drift through a snowstorm. White particles flicker in the harsh light stabbing through broken glass. Snowdrifts rise on Trent’s hands and sift into the folds of his shirt, stick to the blood drying on his lips and forehead. We try to stick his tongue out, the better to collect some of it, but Trent’s body must have taken some damage during the crash, because moving it only a millimeter past Trent’s teeth sparks a wave of pain so intense that he moans—

Snow’s P.O.V I hear them. My parents screaming. Their agony is raw and clear as their screams rip through the air. I try to move, to run to them, but my legs won’t work. They feel like they’re made of stone. I reach out my hands to them, but all I can do is watch, frozen and helpless as the black rogues tear into them. The sound of ripping flesh, the blood that splatters the ground–it’s too much, too loud, too real.