Snow Killer Novels & Stories

Strong and bold. Kali had handed her a menu with a list of cocktails, beers, and spirits, but she asked for something mild because she didn't know anything. She poured a white wine spritzer into a glass for Skylar, added shaved ice, and swiftly passed the cup to her to attend to another person.

His pointed nose complemented his prominent cheekbones. "And that's Amara Zhane Constantine." I focused my attention on the one and only girl in their group. Unlike me, who has paperwhite skin, she had a burnished complexion. When Alistair spoke, her gleaming, heavenly-white teeth flashed as she smiled. Her pointed nose, red lips, and beautiful brown eyes stood out. Her graceful and elegant actions captivated me. I think I've found another girl crush! "Of course, there is Zeeve Maxim Bullecer."

“I am real, Milo. I am very, very real.” “No, you’re in my dream. You’re just a woman I made up,” the wolf growled low and deep and the throbbing in his wrist intensified. “What more must Destroyer and I have to do to convince you that we are real?” “Destroyer? What the hell kind of name is ‘destroyer’? That has got to be something I made up,” he argued, even as he readjusted her so that he pulled her coat back a little, revealing a thick embroidered bodice and pushed up breasts that, even when blue with cold, pulled at his attention. He licked his lips. Because of the cold.

"Black helicopter! No markings! It's a stealth Hawk!" [The Predator from the Sky] The helicopter rose from behind an iceberg like a black shark breaching the water. A side door slid open. A gunner leaned out with a minigun. BRRRRRRRRT. A line of tracers tore up the ice just inches from Sebastian’s snowmobile. Chunks of ice exploded into the air, peppering Sebastian’s visor. "Evasive maneuvers!" Sebastian yanked the handlebars hard to the left. The snowmobile drifted, its track biting into the edge of the ice. The rear ski hung over the abyss for a terrifying second before finding traction again.

WAYLON "What is it?" I asked. "It's snowdust," Giselle answered. "Also known as Frosterium. It's said to give one superpower. The Drakkons snort it to survive in the Arctic. At least, this is what I figured out after intercepting Richie's messages with the Weddard Witches," "Damn, he really is up to something if he's working with the witches," I couldn't help but comment. I knew little about the Weddard Witches, and most of those things weren't good.

To stop and was able to kill that filth easily, but it is for his Mate , for his lover, for his life and soul, for his age and heart, it is for Ardena! It's their end yes! He looked weak and confused, and he never left her from his bosom, that wolf who grabbed Mike by the neck and squeezed him under his hands to raise the gasps of the herd of Annevirus.. his previous herd.. Zayn , despite his weakness, could easily smell the smell of fear from them, and the smell of anger from this wolf.. her devil as she calls him He ran at top speed and with one movement he killed many of them as he snarled with his sharp teeth in front of them

"Not until you understand that the man who rejected you seven years ago doesn't exist anymore. And not until you give me the chance to prove it." As Raven turned to walk away, her phone buzzed with a message from an unknown number. A video file, timestamp showing it was taken that morning. When she opened it with trembling hands, she watched footage of herself in her apartment—sleeping, unaware, completely vulnerable. Multiple camera angles. Professional equipment. The video's final frame showed a message in white text: "Come to the Cascade Mountains. Come alone. Or I'll burn every connection you've ever made. —D"

I didn't know what to say or do again to avoid another slap. "You have to go deliver the package now." He yelled and i scurried away. I'm dirty,hungry and I feel irritated. I saw the package which was lying on the center table in the living room. I picked it up and went outside. I streched and looked up in the sky. It was bright just like my Luna. I miss her so much and wish all of these hadn't happen. That evil witch killed my Luna and made me marry her and now her brother sees me as a delivery man.

He didn’t offer to make change, and she didn’t ask for any. Jo slammed back the shot. It burned and tasted like a mix between black licorice and cough medicine. But she didn’t blink, chugging it down. Zane did the same, and then Leo picked his up, gaining false confidence by the ease of his friends’ ingestion. As soon as it hit his tongue he made an awful face. Jo warned him to just swallow it, and he managed to choke it down, but Ping already had his in his mouth by the time Leo showed signs it wasn’t as pleasant as it seemed. The fourth member of their party choked, sputtered, and spit half of the drink back up, nearly spraying Leo in the face.

I feel bad for the guy. As I sit there staring at his information, I began to hype myself up for this. " You got this Snow! You are a cold blooded killer! Heartless! Terrifying. Just pull the damn trigger!" I had been struggling to do that lately, but I seem to always find a way around it. I seem to make it better, as if I am trying to make up for something that I missed out on. I put my gloves on and talk myself through everything again. “ It’s the 12th one today, Marrieotti hasn’t caught on just yet. So I have time! Time to fully perfect this, 12 families…. 12 fucking families, that I have hidden away.”