Snow Sword Stride Novels & Stories

The snow here was different from the soft powder of the lower valley; it was hard, packed into thick, blue-ice sheets by centuries of freezing pressure, forming treacherous ledges that hung precariously over the thousand-foot drop of the outer crags. I knelt at the crest of the secondary ridge, my fingers dug directly into the frozen crust to steady myself against a violent gust of mountain air. Beside me, Kaelen was adjusting the leather straps of a heavy iron wedge, his breath forming thick, rapid plumes of white steam that vanished instantly in the gale.

the Wizard’s voice echoed, distorted by the shifting air. I pushed up, but gravity slammed sideways again, forcing me to use every ounce of strength just to stay upright. Snow sprinted across the tilting ground like it was nothing, blade flashing. “C’mon, Charlie! If the Wicked warps the terrain, what are you going to do—faceplant at him?” “That wasn’t a faceplant,” I grunted, crawling onto my feet. “It was a tactical… ground-assessment.” Snow barked a laugh. “You’re ridiculous.”

Temujin couldn’t put two and two together as to the purpose of such accessories but from where Aki watched anxiously amid the crowd of northern genins, she recognized an ingenious tool to propel a Slayer across the ice. Indeed, Magnar bent his knees, bowed, and then slid across the ice at great speed. To Temujin, it looked like the blue Slayer was performing the typical Slayer run but he was doing it without moving his legs a lot. Faster than Temujin could think, Magnar was upon him and had slashed across the chest of his jacket with both swords, creating an angry “X”. Temujin screamed in pain and went down on one knee. This was the Yukidori Bakushin or the Snow Bird Dash. The crowd roared l

The man watching felt bad for her but still urged, "Ma'am, you need to hurry and find it. You're nine months pregnant. You could go into labor any time. I'm worried something will happen to you." Even a stranger worried about her, but Remi was this cruel. She didn't answer, just bit her lip, dove underwater, and searched for that medal again and again. From daylight to dark, the pond water grew colder and colder. She shivered but still couldn't find the medal. At nine months pregnant, her body felt impossibly heavy. Every dive to the bottom felt like it would tear her organs apart. The men on shore couldn't bear to watch anymore. "It's already 10:00 pm. If this keeps up, she's going to colla

With an explosive leap, Killian launched himself over the ruined wall, diving straight into the white vortex of the blizzard. I did not hesitate. I gathered the last of my silver pulse, forcing the cold energy into my thighs and knees to drive my weight forward. I threw myself over the drop, my three silver tails trailing behind me as I hit the steep slope of the northern pass. We fell into a world of pure white.

The massive, translucent jaw of the Frost-Wyrm came down like a falling glacier, its glass-like teeth shearing through the heavy timber deck of the sled with a deafening, splintering roar. The impact severed the front harness completely. The six-legged tundra striders, suddenly freed from our weight, bolted into the blinding white storm, their claws clicking frantically against the ice until they vanished into the blizzard. The remaining half of the wooden deck, carrying Killian, Kaelen, and me, tilted violently backward.

she asked, not sure what to do. "Ahhh!" When Lyca heard Adam cry out, she stopped moving and turned around to see what was going on. "Adam..." Lyca stopped and whispered as she walked up to the man. She can't say anything about what she sees in the cage. Adam is in pain because of a forced turn, and Snow is shocked as she sees Adam's bones breaking violently and the cracks opening up.

Wu Jiu reminded Zhou Tian in a low voice. "Okay." Zhou Tian agreed and did not say anything else. The four of them lined up and continued to move forward. The snow under their feet was 30 centimeters deep. Fortunately, Wu Jiu was well prepared. The four of them were all wearing high cotton boots, so the snow would not be poured into their shoes. Moreover, as they walked forward, the snow and the melted snow had frozen together, forming a large piece of ice and snow-like ice that could be used to walk on it.

We were wolves but it was still chilly. We were heading into October and Dawn Claw was known for having early winters. The mountains behind us ensured that the pack turned colder earlier than other places. “I swear.” I rubbed my face and tried to shake out my hair. “You have more fat on you than I do.” A fist connected with my abs and I leaned over, coughing as the air disappeared from my lungs. I blinked, looking up at Damian. His face was blurry but I could see the smirk on his face. “Maybe you’re just too skinny.”

The hard impact kicked up a thick cloud of white dust. Sniffing the freezing air, I instantly locked onto her scent. Underneath the heavy smell of pine needles, charcoal ash, and bitter snow, her sweet vanilla scent burned like a bright torch in the dark. She was moving fast, but her steps were uneven. She was struggling against the deep snowdrifts. I burst into a dead sprint.