Novel & Cerita Snow Game Thrones

And then, she suddenly recalled Ragnar’s last word to her. He called her name and said “snow”. It must mean something. His sudden sickness must have something to do with the fucking snow!!! She instantly broke free from her mother’s arms and looked at her father. “Dad, how many kingdoms have you called? Are they all snowing?” she asked in a surprisingly calm tone. Orion quickly answered, “Only Serpent and Cats. None of these kingdoms is snowing. But Owen at the Serpent told me he noticed the temperature drop at the dragon’s territory. There might be snow in the dragons.”

Warning: Graphic depictions of violence ***** Colton’s POV I dragged my heavy legs through the deep snow as the winter poured hard. My vision was a blur, barely escaping the scuffle with some of the wolves that chased me. But I saw the large tree from afar. This was uncharted territory. A zone that no pack has yet to mark as their own, mostly just an area where people of the North pass by in between kingdoms. During my last failed alliance with Gareth, this is one of the places where we meet to discuss things in secret. Honestly, with our last attempt, I have little trust in him but what choice do I have left?

Chapter 4 The Woman in White Elena's POV “Smile, Elena, the press is to your left.” “I am smiling,” I murmured, forcing a smile without looking at Damon. “Not like you’re walking into a funeral.” “Maybe I am actually doing that.” His jaw was already hardened slightly at that, but he didn’t respond. Typical of him. Three days ago, I had made the greatest discovery of my life, that the snow was a lie. Two nights ago, I still lay beside him, my emotions all over the place, while he slept like a man without guilt. Yesterday, he acted so smoothly, like nothing had happened between us.

No matter how much Ella provoked her, Ariel ignored her and kept knitting. When Ariel didn't respond, Ella lost her temper. She snatched the sweater from Ariel's hands and threw it into the pond. "Are you deaf? Can't you hear me talking to you?" Ariel finally snapped. She looked at the sweater floating on the water. "Get in there and pick it up for me." "I won't. What are you going to do about it?" "You won't? Then don't blame me for what happens next."

*Aaron* I trudged through the snow, my boots crunching on the ground as a bitter reminder of the chaos that had just occurred. My heart pounded with a disturbing mix of anger and dread as I neared the lake's edge, now a deceptive sheet of glass shimmering under the relentless winter sun. It seemed cruelly beautiful, concealing the terror beneath its freezing surface. Braxton and Winter might have lost their lives there, and the image kept replaying in my mind—both of them submerged, gasping for air, while I desperately tried to reach them.

“If you don’t show, they’ll see it as weakness.” “And if I do show?” “Then you make a statement. That you’re powerful, allied with Blackthorn, and not to be trifled with.” He pulled me close. “I’ll be with you every step.” “This is getting complicated.” “It was always going to be complicated. You’re royalty, Aria. People are going to have opinions about that.” His hand cupped my face. “But you’re not alone. You have me. You have Blackthorn. And apparently, we’re about to have Mountain Ridge too.”

Stepping out of the black SUV that the Royal Pack had waiting for us at the private air strip, I look up at the building before me. Gone was all the snow caused by Isabella’s pain of rejection. Instead, the brick glistened under the sunlight, with plants and trees back to their former glory. Gone were the winter clothes the wolves of Nightlock Thorns wore for six long years, replaced by light spring clothing and happy smiles on the Omegas who were bustling about for the day’s event.

Her golden eyes filled with anger appeared in my sight. She hissed in my face, "If you think that I'm going to let you have Adam, beat me in a fight first. If I win, you have no right to sit on the throne next to him." My promise to myself is, I will not be oppressed anymore. I'm facing one of the Powerful Alpha Princesses under the Arcanum. She is Snow, the Alpha Princess with the power of ice. Anytime, she can freeze me right here in my position. But knowing that it's not that easy for her to do that now. We're here in a public place, she can't kill me as easy as that so I have a chance to fight.

ALEC. The smell of colours and perfumes hit my nostrils first upon setting foot outside the palace, and inside the kingdom of Serenacia. The scene in front of me beautiful and adoring, as I watch the people of Serenacia roam around with such happiness and delight in them, as they walk from one shop to another, buying their accessories for the upcoming event, which is the people's ceremony. I continue to watch them as the vendors who sell decorations and wears, are the ones to mostly get the populated customers, followed by the shops selling colours and perfumes.

His cousin and best friend, Sirius Blackheart snapped. Axel did momentarily, turning to him and saying "Could you not exist?" The male shrugged, his gold eyes glowing as he smirked "I try, but even the goddess likes admiring me" Axel rolled his eyes and looked back outside the window "It's so hot" "Axel" A low voice said next to him, her eyes on him "It's snowing" "Well it's not cold" Axel replied, turning to her "How do the wolves here survive?"