Snow Crash Novels & Stories

The SUV hummed under my hands, but it wasn’t loud enough to drown out Scar. My wolf paced, tail snapping, restless as hell for one damn reason. Snowflake. She sat tucked between Rory and Jax, arms folded tight over her chest like that could protect her from the four of us. Cute thought. Totally useless. Her scent had already soaked into the leather—honey-pined and rain threaded with something sharp, defensive, exhausted. Like she was holding her ribs together with sheer willpower.

Even today, as we raced up the highway to the Christmas camp up north, and with a blizzard that brought sub-zero temperatures, my family once again left me behind at a deserted rest stop. I'd come out of the restroom to find that Ava and Jamie were scrambling to get back inside the SUV. Just as I was about to head over there, the SUV started moving, the snow crunching as the wheels rolled down the road. I immediately ran after the SUV, shouting with all my strength, "Mom! Dad! I'm not in the car yet!" But the snowstorm swallowed up my voice, and the SUV soon went around the corner, merging into the rushing traffic. Soon, it disappeared into the snowy blizzard.

"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

"We have about ten seconds before the rest of the trucks get down the ridge." I stumbled out of the SUV, my boots sinking into the fresh powder. The wind hit my face like a thousand tiny needles. I'd never been this cold in my entire life, not even close. My fingers went numb immediately, useless dead weights at the ends of my wrists. I watched Vane and Ronan strip out of their ruined clothes, their breath fogging in the frozen air. The shift wasn't majestic. It was gritty and violent, the sound of their bones breaking and reforming echoing over the howling wind. They hit the ground on four paws, massive and terrifying, their fur bristling against the blizzard.

Twenty inches in four hours. "On January 8th, five days from now, there's going to be a sudden snow event. Twenty inches in four hours, starting at 2 PM. No meteorologist will see it coming. It will shut down the entire city." Morrison wrote this down. "And if this doesn't happen?" "Then charge me with whatever you want. But if it does happen exactly as I said, you need to take me seriously about February 14th." "And if we decide you're just lucky?"

Zoe was shoved out the front door. By now, the sky had gone completely dark. Snow was falling hard, the wind cutting through her even beneath her thick winter coat. The pain in her body only made the cold feel worse. She hadn’t even gotten up yet when Dylan threw her suitcase out after her. “Take your stuff and get lost!” he barked. With a loud thud, the suitcase slammed into her wrist. A sharp crack rang out. Zoe let out a scream that cut through the night. “Dylan—it hurts! I think my wrist is broken! And my stomach... it really hurts...”

Even the door to Jeffrey's own office had been tampered with. No one knew for sure what exactly had been stolen. Jeffrey was livid, immediately demanding a comprehensive review of the security tapes. To his astonishment, the team responsible for the surveillance hesitated, their voices faltering as they confessed, "A recent thunderstorm knocked out the system—the lightning fried the wiring, and now all our security cameras are offline." It turned out the cameras were merely decorative. No one could believe it; a theft occurred precisely when the system was down, sending shockwaves throughout the company.

I also turn my face around to see Ty scolding Aaron while Aaron just smiles at him with a kind of satisfaction. Asher shakes his head and averts his attention back to me. I smile at him and his lips threaten to slightly curl upward. I giggle at him, swinging our hand, and soon he is smiling, shaking his head. "Okay C'mon now, snow. Let's go eat something," I say laughing. "Snow?" He asks. "Yeah, your new nickname. How is it?" I ask resuming our walking. He laughs slightly. "Short for snow prince?" "Yeah," I nod.

"Anytime this evening, Lily Jenkins – the one you know as Snow, will be poisoned through food or drink. Or her allergic reaction to a food item will be triggered. She will probably die or survive or manage to escape this tragedy depending on you" "We already have suspicions that someone is out to get rid of Snow. So we should take text messages like this seriously Cody. Don't forget that." Right after Sam spoke, we heard a noise from the living room. We rush to the living room and find Snow collapsed on the floor. There are tiny red spots on her skin, looking like a rashes and she's barely breathing. "Call an ambulance Sam. Call an ambulance!" I order.

"Anyway, can you make it to the celebration?" “Yup. I've missed enough parties,” I yawned as her scream filled my room. Damn. This woman’s always screaming. “Yey! Thank you! Looking forward to meeting you!” I ended the call and got up. My headache due to the wine, I guess? I shrugged my shoulders and made a little something to eat and drank painkillers before facing my laptop to check the company’s sales over the past few years. I need to know the reason for it to go bankrupt.