Snow Storm Vermont Novels & Stories

Asya's POV The storm slammed into the valley like a runaway freight train. By three in the afternoon, the pale, clinical sunlight had been swallowed whole by a dense, swirling wall of blinding white. The northern wind howled against the high clerestory windows of the Ice Den with a violent, rhythmic force, rattling the heavy iron support beams until the entire structure seemed to vibrate. Through the frosted glass near the zamboni entrance, I could see the snow piling up in massive, five-foot drifts, completely burying the side walkways and choking out the asphalt access roads.

“Don’t worry about it anymore. What’s important is you are here already. We still have a lot to do so today we should be able to find and reserve a venue.” “About the venue, my friend recommended a place. I’m sure you will be glad about it, the place isn’t only beautiful but they also have a good reputation.” “Let us hear what the name of the place is?” “It’s the Sky City Resort. I suppose it’s the best resort we could ever have to hold the party.” Hazel excitedly explained to them. Marielle frowned after hearing the name of the resort. She shakes her head before speaking. “We can’t. As far as I know, we need to get a reservation at least six months in advance.”

Even today, as we raced up the highway to the Christmas camp up north, and with a blizzard that brought sub-zero temperatures, my family once again left me behind at a deserted rest stop. I'd come out of the restroom to find that Ava and Jamie were scrambling to get back inside the SUV. Just as I was about to head over there, the SUV started moving, the snow crunching as the wheels rolled down the road. I immediately ran after the SUV, shouting with all my strength, "Mom! Dad! I'm not in the car yet!" But the snowstorm swallowed up my voice, and the SUV soon went around the corner, merging into the rushing traffic. Soon, it disappeared into the snowy blizzard.

Inevitable as snow. ~~~

EMMA I got to the Swiss estate before Adrian which was perfect for me. I grabbed my bags before the driver could help and headed straight inside where a woman in her fifties was waiting. "Ms. Ashford, welcome. I'm Helen, the estate manager," she said with a smile. "Let me show you to your room." "The master suite," I said, following her up the grand staircase because if Adrian thought he was going to waltz in here and take the best room he had another thing coming.

*Mansterville Part 2* ~Waverly~ I had finally settled down after the most exciting day I'd had since mine & Shay's last trip to the new mall a couple towns away. What with the sudden arrival of our unusual new neighbors, not to mention the high school stoner's claims of a hairy feral beast running rampant about town. All in all it had indeed been quite a riveting day.

" With that, I turned and grabbed Amelia's hand before walking away. "Charlie Holland! Charlie, stop!" Mom screamed from behind. Melanie tried to catch up, but in the end, she stopped in her tracks. As she watched my determined silhouette, she finally understood that some people, once lost, could never be found again. … It had been two years since I'd come to Valdora. This winter, it finally started to snow. On New Year's Eve, Amelia came knocking on my grandparents' door in the middle of the night. "Charlie, come out! It's snowing!" She grabbed my hand and pulled me outside.

I always wore it. Trying to convince myself she cared about me. That day I took off the scarf and let her fix it. I was about to crawl into bed to warm up when Enzo called. His voice was low. “Come out. I’m waiting at your building entrance.” It had started snowing. My mother saw that Enzo was calling me and said nothing. She handed me an umbrella and told me to go. At least she had some pride left—she didn’t teach me how to please a man.

I squeeze my legs shut, hoping it would ease myself from wanting to fuck him so badly. I constraint on the trees how all the leaves have fallen off, crazy, how time never stops. It just keeps going, if you like it or not. It soon will be snowing and too cold to be outside well for most people. Expect werewolves. I guess being a werewolf has some good qualities. We have amazing body heat that keeps us warm through the hellish cold weather.

I sat in the same chair I’d cried in the day before and took her “Morning, love,” I said, hoping she would respond. I don’t know how long I sat there, but I knew that it was long enough. Two officers walked in without knocking, and I knew deep down within me that Mr. Adams wasn’t one of them. “Leona Vermont?” The taller one spoke out loud, even though it wasn’t really a question. I stood slowly, still holding Maddy’s hand. “That’s me.” “You’re under arrest for assault, unlawful possession of a firearm, and criminal threatening.” He was already reaching for his cuffs. “You have the right to remain silent.”