Snow Killer Novels & Stories

It's only a matter of time before saliva starts dropping off her mouth. Aleesha rushes to where the bottles of champagne, wine and other alcoholic drinks are stacked in a show glass. She takes a bottle of Vodka and gulps it down welcoming the bitter-burning aftermath of taking it. She knows it's supposed to be taken in cold regions but she doesn't care. Once she's taken half the bottle, she hick ups and runs to the deep freezer in Lash's kitchen making Lash laugh the more. She takes a lot of ice cubes in a bowl and a spoin and starts chugging them down also welcoming the burning cold and brain freeze it brings.

​I didn’t reach the pits in time to stop the horror. I was intercepted in the central hub by a elite squad of Aegis “Nullifiers”—humans in heavy, pressurized white suits designed to withstand absolute zero temperatures. They carried liquid-nitrogen sprayers and high-frequency sonic cannons that disrupted the air around them, making it nearly impossible for me to form the ice shields I usually relied on for defense. They moved in a tactical diamond formation, closing in on me with the cold efficiency of professional hunters.

Crunch. The Rogue was slammed into the dirt as if a giant hand had swatted a fly. I heard the sickening, wet snap of bones collapsing under their own weight. Thwip. Crack. High above, perched on a rusted crane, Wolfy fired. His sniper rifle didn't use bullets; it used condensed ice shards. A Rogue trying to flank Viggo suddenly stiffened. A glittering spike drove through his shoulder, freezing the muscle instantly. The flesh turned grey. Dead.

he snarled at a nearby scout, “summon Lenny to the study this instant.” At the infirmary, Dr. Mercer performed a swift diagnostic, his brow furrowed as he checked her pulse and pupil dilation. “This is no human toxin. It’s a specialized neuro-suppressant—a 'Wolf-Chiller' I haven't scented in decades. It puts the spirit into a forced hibernation. Do not despair, Alpha. We will craft a purge-draught.” Hudson gave a stiff nod and returned to the private ward.

The Northern Mountains rose like jagged teeth against the gray sky, their peaks swallowed by clouds heavy with snow. Samuel’s pack trudged through the frozen wasteland, breath steaming in the bitter wind, each step sinking into the crusted ice. The city below had been left behind, burning in chaos and revolt, but the danger had followed them. The humans had not forgotten, nor forgiven, and now they wielded their most lethal weapon yet—a "Nuclear Winter" device designed to turn their world into a tomb of frost.

Snow’s movements were swift and aggressive. Her white stiletto heels were like an unsheathed sword that could pierce Kiran’s body with a single kick. Kiran spun and grabbed Snow’s leg with his right hand while using his other hand to pull her into his arms. Snow was mad that she failed to kick him, so she bit his shoulder. Kiran could have dodged her, but Snow would have fallen face-first to the ground if he did. Then, she would become an ugly woman.

Gulping, Zander stared at the three heads torn apart from the bodies lying in the dark slime, the only thing recognizable in the room. The skulls were getting disintegrated. Slowly burning, going down, submerging in the acid like black substance. And he gulps. Daring, he lifts his eyes to look at the source of all this chaos. The girl who stood in the center of the slime with her head lowered, her wet hair veiling her face. The skin he was kissing and caressing a few hours ago was pale, white as a ghost. The worn out hoodie she wore every day was red with blood. Torn from places like someone tried to force her.

.. .. .. #Skylar P. O. V "Hey sky what are you doing"Jen questions coming into the kitchen "Looking for a tub of vanilla and Jerry ice cream" I answer her looking at each and every corner of Adrians double door fridge "Wait I just saw Daniel hidding an empty tub of ice cream" Jen tells me her voice silent at the end as if she just realised something My body instantly shuts down as I process what she just said Daniel ate my ice cream

me. The vampire pulled back to allow her to look at him. “Your blood is addicting.” He licked her neck. Causing her to quiver. “If only I knew how to drink you without killing you." His eyes flashed in a hungry need. "It would make living this dreadful world more appealing.” A sound cut through the air, hitting the side of the vampire’s head. Causing Ava and the night sucker to fall onto the forest floor. Allowing her to feel every being of her life, slipping away from her fingertips.

Intrigued by this mysterious girl with silver hair and ember eyes, he resolved to get to know her better. Offering her a ride was his way of extending an olive branch, an invitation into his world. At first, Aqua hesitated, politely declining his offer. But as the heavens opened up and rain began to pour down in torrents, her resolve softened, and she accepted. The moment she climbed into his truck, Damon couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The old Chevy pickup may have seen better days, but to Damon, it was more than just a vehicle—it was a symbol of his roots, a connection to his past. He drove it with pride, a tribute to his uncle, who had passed away. His uncle was the only one