Romans & histoires Snow Novels

She was dressed in her filmy dress which screamed exotic, she was driving my wolf crazy with need just by staring at her, The moonlight shone on her white hair as she stopped in front of me. She stared at me plainly, and her blue eyes glowed in the moonlight, she did no extra touch on her face still she was gorgeous. She glowed more than I had expected. Her presence pleased me yet weakened me, she was my mate. Nova. Nova Frost. I took her hand, kissing her knuckles. Everyone present began clapping as they watched us. "This is such great news," Caden Winnow said, the other Alphas nodded in agreement smiling at one another. "This is worth celebrating,"

She grabbed my hand and pulled me outside. The snow fell in large, soft flakes in a silence that felt vast and grand. We walked side by side beneath the streetlights, the thick snow crunching underfoot. "Are you cold?" Amelia asked me. "No." I shook my head. Inside, my heart was warm. Suddenly, Amelia stopped and turned to face me. "Charlie," she said seriously, "there's something I've been wanting to tell you." I looked at her. Snowflakes fell on her hair, eyelashes, and shoulders. Her eyes sparkled, like they were filled with starlight.

Snow guided and that is exactly what I did as I slid beneath the huge wolf’s body and grabbed his hind legs before swirling him around and throwing him over the other two wolves so that they went crashing down the peak. “It was fun watching that kind of action and drama,” Snow remarked. “I wish I had popcorn too,” she lamented making me chuckle. “It was not a movie, Snow,” I answered amused. “Yeah ! It was more of a trailer. Now that you killed 9 rogues, this place will surely be under the scanner. You should burn their bodies before anyone deduces their murderer,” Snow urged. “You are right but what about the wolves that I threw down the waterfall ?” I asked worriedly as I peered down the c

The weather of the blessed land of the Blood Wolves clan has always been sunny and clear, and there are rare times of rains and storms, but snow is something that never appeared in that peaceful and secluded domain. It is both beautiful and dangerous at the same time, and even Soran could not help but want to indulge in it before facing his reality. But, the cold wind coming from outside the window did not manage to quell down the fiery hate in his heart, and Soran felt melancholic at the thought that lady Asha would have been delighted if he showed her the scenery created by the thick carpet of snow. ‘I hope it works.’ Soran muttered in his heart while tightly grasping the bundled up moon c

Thank you so much for reading The Snow Storm! If you would like to find out more about what happens to Owen and the rest of the Williamson family then check out the sequel, Murder Motel. Here is a sneak peak of the book.. Chapter One September 17, 2007 “Am I speaking to a mister Owen Matthews?” “Um, yeah, that would be me.. Can I help you?” He does not recognize the female voice on the other end of the line but he has to admit, it is a beautiful voice. He would know how to spot a lovely voice, considering her heard random voices all day long.

Ariel left the clinic and walked slowly through the snow back to the family housing compound. When she reached the entrance, she found Remi standing there, his brow furrowed. "Where were you?" His tone softened slightly. "Are you really not feeling well?" He wanted to be angry, but her face was so pale that she really did look sick. Ariel's voice came out flat. "Yes. You pushed me to the ground yourself just now. Don't you remember?"

Kael's wolf which was about plunging an attack on Cain, suddenly froze, threw his head back and howled in agony as the bond snapped. His form dissolved into shadow and vanished back into his unconscious body in the old seer's house. Silence fell. Cain's wolf staggered, then looked at Snow. It gently began moving towards her. Their necks brushed,– fur against fur and warmth against warmth. Aria smiled through her tears. A new red thread of fate wrapped itself around Snow and Cain’s wolf–glowing, bright, unbreakable. "MINE!" Snow spelled out, clear and sure. Cain’s wolf pressed his forehead to hers. "Mine!"

Wait… bonds with an S? As the weight of her presence faded, a single snowflake appeared in front of me. It had a different shape from the one in the temple. But it also had it’s own glow. The snowflake floated towards me and went into my mouth, down to my lungs. I felt the sharp edge of the cold snowflake, and then it dissipated, energizing my body like a cold winter’s embrace. The feeling faded, and suddenly, I was back. The cold night air slammed into me as I coughed violently, choking on water. My body trembled, the pebbly shore pressing against my back.

65 In the midst of the soft whispers of falling snowflakes, I cautiously made my way beyond the grand doors of the snowy castle manor. The air was sharp and cold, and the floors beneath my boots were uniformly blanketed with snow. The entire world around me had transformed into a winter wonderland—so, this is the North. The castle's majestic turrets stood tall, resembling silent sentinels against the canvas of the pristine, snow-covered landscape.

The poster was freaking misleading. Luna had more fun watching his disgruntled look. “It’s alright. At least, I get to experience it for the first time. I now know what sci-fi is. Thank you.” He’s unsure how to react to her consolation. He simply squeezed her hand as he guided her towards another place. It’s an outdoor restaurant and he reserved seats for hours. There’s a show later which he wanted her to see. The dishes were mostly seafood and she liked them. They rarely get those in Snow Mountain. They source out fishes from a nearby town but that was it. Anyway, they’re meat-eaters. The occasional changes in the kitchen menu are usually welcome.