Snow Crash Audiobook Novels & Stories

"If I remember right, you've still got one scratch card left, don't you? Don't come crying poor to me. I'm not falling for that! If you're so capable, do what you did when you got into college and won all those scholarships. Use your luck!" The call cut off abruptly. When I tried again, her phone was off. The single remaining scratch card in my hand suddenly felt impossibly heavy. I did not dare scratch it. I was terrified it would be another loss. When the semester started, my weight had been normal. Now I was severely malnourished. At five foot five, I weighed only 73 pounds. Blue veins showed through my skin. There was not a trace of color in my face. When I got back to the dorm, no one w

"Where the hell are you? Get back here!" Noah’s voice didn’t even make a dent in the wind. It just got swallowed by the grey. He huddled deeper into the ravine, his fingers shoved under his armpits to keep them from falling off. The snow wasn't falling anymore; it was attacking. "Great. Fantastic," he spat, his breath hitching in a frozen cloud. "Die in a ditch. That’s the plan, then." He stumbled over something soft. Not a rock. Not a log. A boot. A damn expensive-looking leather boot soaked in something darker than melted slush.

--I'm a savage, bitch.-- Snow's POV. I shakily lifted out from my seat in the boss's office and slowly made my way back towards my own office, my legs wobbling a little— I should really take walking in hells a little bit seriously than I used to before.

Snow growled in pain and hallowed and just like the birds fled so did the invisible chain break off, Snow stood on her four legs and ran after Marcel. She took a lift up from her hind leg and moved fast to claw Marcel's head but instead he disappeared into thin air and left a puff of smoke. The smoke began to choke Snow, she whimpered and snarled trying to get out of the smoke but it was like a cage her eyes became brown, her sight blurry and her bones weak she fell to the ground and slowly her golden fur disappeared ,her claws began fingers and her fangs became normal teeth. —- Zemia wailed in pain as he felt his power draining he knew Snow was in control as Kira dove farther away he began

As she spoke, Snow's voice grew softer as she repeated the same sentence over and over until her voice became a whisper. Frowning, Nicole could not help but notice that Snow seemed to have become unhinged. "Yes, I want to kill you and make him regret all that he has done!" Snow roared. Suddenly, as if she had snapped out of a trance-like state, Snow thrashed around again and lunged at Nicole. This caught the men in black off guard, and Snow managed to break free from their grasp. "Mrs. Johnston, be careful!" one of the men shouted. Noticing Snow's sudden burst of speed, Nicole instinctively ducked to evade her.

he snarled. My face remained neutral, not caring about the tribe any longer. I was tired of being beaten down. He had his claws in every one of his people to listen to every hanging word. He was just riding out on his father’s good name. Adam’s fleeting figure had me turn to the blood in the snow. The snow was quickly covering the blood and my breath sighed in relief. Now I had to go find my Odessa, and pray she was alright. &&& Like the story? Find more and check out face.book group Author Veronica Fox

Flowers decorated the passageway, each pot with a considerable amount of space between. The building's interior was chic and exotic just the way she liked it. She loved the soft colors that blended to give it a cool feel. She shivered. The word ‘cool' reminded her of the weather forecast that morning. Snow. It was going to snow very soon and her stomach rolled at the thought. Scarlett didn’t hate the snow. In fact, she loved it. She'd loved playing in the snow as a child or just watching it fall, but that was before she started getting the visions.

If Ronan survived, it would be his top priority. I wasn’t paying close enough attention, and I crashed into someone, landing hard on my back in the snow. Someone yelped in surprise, sprawling out in the snow. I didn’t recognize the man, but he had a cruel scar across his cheek. Someone was standing beside him, and they took a step closer. I swept out my legs, taking them off my feet. A hand gripped my shoulder, and I jumped to my feet, lashing out with a punch. They let out a grunt, and I landed another punch, tripping them by putting my boot behind their heel. They sprawled back in the snow.

, my voice still heavy with sleep as I struggle to sit up. There’s a moment of silence, but then, BAM! The book snaps shut with a thunderous sound, revealing none other than Vivaldi. His bright, curious eyes peer out at me from behind these round, wire-rimmed glasses I've never seen him wearing before. His raven black hair is all ruffled, like he’d just rolled out of bed. With an excited pitch in his voice, Vivaldi exclaims, "You're awake, Snow Boy!" His enthusiasm is unmistakable, as he questions, "How was Dreamland?"

**Jade POV** Snow. It just keeps falling, making all of my surroundings hazy. The cold is cutting and my whole body feels numb. Without warning, a blow to my head knocks me over. My ears are ringing but I can feel hot breath on my face. I open my eyes to the frothing mouth of a jet-black wolf. I try to scream but nothing comes out. “TAKE HER!!! GET HER OUT OF HERE NOW!!” Beep! Beep! Beep!