Snow Na Vi Novels & Stories

I closed my eyes for a moment, letting the swirl of emotions inside me settle into a heavy silence. ‎ ‎When we stepped outside the church, the cold wind hit us, and a light dusting of snow began to fall. ‎ ‎It was snowing. ‎Vivienne looked up at the sky, the air thick with a biting chill. ‎ ‎I watched her and asked, "Should we head back now?" ‎ ‎Vivienne glanced at the sky, the snow was coming down harder now. ‎ ‎Continuing on the highway might not be safe. ‎"Let’s stay here for the night. We can head back when the snow stops tomorrow." she said.

Her vision was turning red. “Help…” she gasped, barely louder than a whisper. Dylan glanced at her once, his expression unreadable, then slammed the door and drove off into the snow. Zoe lay trembling on the ground, tears streaming down her face as the car vanished into the blizzard. And then—everything went black. * In her haze, Zoe began to dream. She was fifteen again. It was the day of her parents’ funeral. The snow was heavy, blanketing the world in white. She had cried so hard in front of their portraits that she nearly passed out.

She said something to Manuel, who shook his head before leaving. The night came, and all the maids here looked busy, so I asked the head of maids. "Mother Vilma, what's wrong?" "It's good you go out. Here is what Senyora gave. Wear it. You guys have dinner later in the pool area." "Is there a celebration?" "I don't know. We don't have food. They say, Ma'am, Chloe has something to say." I nodded and opened the paper bag. I saw a baby pink dress inside.

Now, she was going back to her original path. "Thank you, Auntie." Waverly lowered her head and ate all that food Suzi had given her. In the afternoon, Waverly and Bellamy went to Snowie Town with a few bodyguards. Snowie Town was a perfectly safe area composed of flowers and the sea. Some villa residents were lying on the beach and sunbathing. Not far away, construction workers were doing their work. "What are they doing?" Waverly asked. "They're building a villa on the sea. You can fish from your room without heading out," Bellamy explained.

(“You know what to do.) “Oui.” he nodded as I got out of the SUV. I walked around, opened Vi’s door for her and took her hand. I watched as she looked all around, trying to figure out what was going on. She had no idea this was coming and that is what I was going for. As soon as we walked in, I gave my name, and we were immediately led to the section I reserved. It was the best spot in the restaurant with the best views. Once the hostess left, Vi walked to the window and looked at the falls that were rushing over the terrain. I gave her a moment to take it all in before I got her attention.

My baby has everything in it for an excellent ride. Driving at top speed at night is my clearest vision. I glance at my GPS, another 12 minutes on this back road in an unfamiliar area. Tonight due to the weather, I noticed more road closures than ever. The snow now fell at a steady pace. The dark road begins to curve. My Ferrari tires make traction on the wet pavement. It looked like a plow had been through at some point during the daylight. It seems like I'm getting further away from my destination than closer. It is my first time visiting Colorado in February; the winter weather is no joke.

(POV - Alayna Morrel) Helsinki, Finland Snow has covered this town since I first came a few weeks ago. I've never seen this much snow in my life in San Francisco. The dew covered the kitchen window that overlooked the backyard of the house I lived in while in Finland. Ice framed the edges of the window panes until they looked hazy.

"Like I can't think straight when you're around. Like everything I've been telling myself about why this is wrong doesn't matter anymore." I couldn't breathe. "Nick, we can't." "I know." "Riley is right inside. Your mother is here. Amanda is watching everything." "I know." "So we should go back in. Keep our distance. Pretend there's nothing between us." "We should," he agreed. But neither of us moved. We stood there in the falling snow, so close I could feel his breath on my face. The moment stretched forever and not long enough. Then the back door opened and light spilled out.

(Freya's POV) The bustling airport lobby echoed with announcements and hurried footsteps. I sat in a corner chair, my phone buzzing insistently in my hand. Ryan's name flashed across the screen. I sighed and answered. "Hello?" "Miss Snow!" Ryan's voice was frantic. "Where are you? We ordered food for your room, but there's no answer at your door!" I kept my voice calm and steady. "I've already left, Mr. Mitchell. I'm at the airport, preparing to return to the Northern territories."

Luxstay seemed to see him confused, cheered and pinched his hand, Emma clenched her fist tightly, took a deep breath, turned her head, curved her eyes and replied: "Thank you." Going out to the office building, it is really snowing outside, not big, secret sacrifice, I don't know how long it will fall, the trees on both sides of the road have been covered with a thin layer of snow. This snow is this year's first snow of the season of Vice City B.