Snow Like Ashes Novels & Stories

I was so speechless that I laughed. “Really?” I said. “Then Ms. Shaw truly is a kind and generous person. “However, are you sure I am the one who needs mercy here? “Because the people who cut power to the lab equipment were you, Ms. Shaw, and your wonderful assistant Elliot.” Jessica shrieked, “That is a lie.”

You seem like someone who has spent too much time chasing their destiny. A tiny smile tightened her lips, but she remained silent. Now their issues were more serious. The sharp peaks of the Ashen Spires towered in the distance as she looked beyond the horizon. As though sensing her uncertainty, the shard pulsed softly in her backpack. As the sun began to set, the sky turned scarlet and amber, and they paused to rest. Zara discovered a safe haven behind a crooked tree, its twisted branches extending like skeletal fingers into the darker sky.

The cold sobered her up a bit from the alcohol-induced daze. As Abigail gradually regained her sobriety, she was captivated by the thick snow layer on the road. She bent down, scooped up a handful of snow, and threw it forcefully into the air. The snowflakes scattered and fell, creating another beautiful sight. Finding it fun, Abigail scooped up another handful of snow and threw it into the air once again. She happily frolicked on the snowy ground like a child.

My legs were twisted, crushed under the weight of the snow. Shawn collapsed as he finally saw my corpse. The tool clattered to the ground. He stared blankly at my corpse as he shook his head vehemently.

The portal shimmer vanished as suddenly as it had appeared, leaving the snowfield silent and the wolves breathing like they had just sprinted across the entire territory. Then it started snowing. Not regular snow. Unnatural snow. The kind of snow that fell straight down without drifting, glowing faintly like moonlit embers and humming. Humming. Snow should not hum. Snow should fall quietly and behave itself. This snow had opinions. Lucian looked up at the sky and screamed. “Why is it singing?”

she agreed, and shook on it like it was a contract instead of a promise, though they both understood, by now, that between them it had always been both at once. Outside the study window, the lake sat calm and silver in the morning light, thirty days shrinking by one, the whole slow architecture of the endgame finally, quietly, beginning to turn.

Narrator- Alpha Asher casually gathered Miranda's limp form in his arms, along with her fallen keys and purse. Her head naturally leaned against his chest, and the moment her hair grazed against Asher's skin, he gladly breathed in a whiff of her natural scent. She smelled like sweet ripe oranges in the summer. Asher smiled and crossed the street, towards his SUV. He walked around the passenger side only to stop in his tracks when he noticed Joshua standing against the door with his arms crossed and a knowing smirk on his lips.

“The place where dreams walk.” Serakha nodded. “Yes.” Lucian sighed. “Wonderful.” They began again, the wind sharper, colder. They began walking and snow started to fall — light at first, then thicker. But this snow wasn’t white. It was black. Lucian wheeled a flake of snow in his palm. It melted, and left only soot. Kael looked up, frowning. “Ash?” Serakha narrowed her eyes. “No. Memory.” Lucian turned to her. “What do you mean?”

It was fine for me, especially with the beautiful view through the large windows and the crackling fire in the fireplace. Asher was standing by the window, a glass filled with what seemed like scotch in his hand. He stared out and I gaped at the sight as I walked over to him after freshening up. It was snowing outside and against the vast expanse of the mountains, the stars bright and beautiful twinkled in the sky. “What are you thinking?” I asked. He turned to me, his eyes dark and I could feel the heaviness he was feeling.

"There is so much smoke and miasma in the air the water vapor is black as it collects in the clouds and thus when it falls it is black whether it be as rain, sleet, hail, or snow." "Weird." Danica murmured as more of the snow began to fall. Quickening their pace the group made their way through the snow storm that was beginning to pick up. Having no choice but to stop they quickly set up camp and took shelter from the weather in their tents. Danica sat at the entrance to hers and Masons watching as the baren ground began to gather snow that looked more like ash scattered about than tiny little ice crystals. "How long do you think this will go on?" Danica asked Mason as she kept her gaze fi