Snow Queen Book Novels & Stories

It would do me and my book a huge favour and will also allow me to hear your thoughts on the story. Speaking of story... Here is a breakdown of the series so far, what currently exists and what is to come! Currently Available: Book 1 - A Queen Among Alphas (completed and also available on paperback) Bite-Size Luna - A prequel spin-off to A Queen Among Alphas (completed and coming soon to paperback) Book 2 - A Queen Among Snakes (completed and coming soon to paperback) Book 3 - A Queen Among Blood (completed and coming soon to paperback)

They started to feel jealous of the chairman of Perfect World Group, who they had not met before. No man would be able to control themselves, more specifically their lust and desire, if they had such a beautiful woman as an assistant. The young man in the white suit sitting in the center turned around and when he laid eyes on Snow, the lust and desire in his eyes became brazen. “Mr. Quint, I’m Snow Frost.” Snow ignored the impolite gazes and walked into the office. Miranda and Vance were behind her and they were subtly scrutinizing the young men and women.

On Christmas Eve, my bestie, Yara Charlton, came to me, her cheeks rosy with a mix of excitement and nerves: "Nicole... Can you do me a solid and come over on Christmas Eve? I need a wingwoman to help me sneak some time with Keith." "Huh?" I stared at Yara, puzzled. Blushing deeper, she nibbled on her lip and spilled the beans, saying, "I'm scared my dad will catch on to Keith and me. If you're there, you can help distract him..." Her voice trailed off, her eyes dancing with mischief. "I haven't had a chance to be close with Keith in forever... You need to help me!" I could not say no to Yara, so I agreed, albeit with a bit of trepidation.

At least they still had some kind of authenticity, weren’t such a damn headache. But Snow—she was different. Solid, fiery, too real. And it irritated the hell out of him. Snow landed hard. Pain shot through her toes, sharp and fast. Her back broke out in a cold sweat. Instinctively, she reached for Adriana and clung to her arm. “Help me sit down over there,” she whispered, her voice tense. “Then, when you’re free, can you buy me some bigger slippers? My toes are killing me.”

A crescent moon nestled in faintly clouded glass, with three tiny snowflake crystals dangling from the edge like frozen stars. She reached out, fingers hovering just above it, heart tightening. WinterMoon. Her home. Or… the home she left behind. The sound of the crowd softened behind her. The music faded. That charm—that moment—was WinterMoon. The night skies. The quiet hush of snowfall on the hills. The scent of pine and frost and something wild. It was the silence of the woods and the hum of belonging. Her throat tightened. The warmth she’d felt only moments ago didn’t vanish—but it dimmed. The edges of it curled in on themselves. She didn’t touch the charm. She didn’t have to. Just lookin

Roots that Bite Back Selena's POV Snow fell through the orchard ruins like ash shaken from the bones of an old god. Selena stood at the mouth of the root cellar, boots planted in the half-frozen muck that oozed down from the broken orchard trench above. Around her, wolves moved in near-silence , stacking the last bodies into piles under the blackened trees, dragging old barrels of pitch to seal the drain mouth once the sun dipped low enough that Calor's scouts wouldn't see the smoke. Her cloak weighed a hundred pounds, stiff with dried blood and slush that wouldn't melt. She could taste the tunnel's oil smoke on her tongue, feel the memory of iron under her nails from where she'd clawed her

I heard a whine from beside me. “Are you ok my precious jewel?” I ask. “Yeah, just forgot I can’t move that way or that fast. This is annoying.” She grumps. Tanin places a smaller box on her lap. I glance at him as he smiles at Sapphire. The scream that she releases makes me cringe. I look at the box she has opened, and damn, those cupcakes and cookies look delicious. Well, almost delicious as my precious jewel. She is still the sweetest thing I have eaten.

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.

I said, heading for the door because I needed to get out of this room before I said something I couldn't take back. "But I'll be there because I'm not letting you take what's rightfully mine." "Yours?" Adrian followed me into the hallway and his footsteps echoed behind me. "You mean what daddy handed you on a silver platter because you asked nicely?" I spun around to face him. "Better than being tossed scraps like an afterthought." His jaw clenched and for one second I thought he might actually lose that perfect control of his. "Swiss estate, two days," Adrian said, brushing past me toward the elevator. "Try not to bring your entire wardrobe because space is limited."

“I’m not familiar with that story.” “Really?” Serendipity gasped in surprise. “Oh, you simply must read it. My father used to read it to me all the time. It’s all about how the Snow Queen lived way up in the Alps. Many suitors came to call, but each time she let the goblins devour them, until one handsome hunter comes a calling and…” “He melts her frozen heart?” “Yes, but then the goblins get him, too, and he dies.” “Lovely story,” Corey said, rolling his eyes.