Snow Title Novels & Stories

I eyed the ring carefully, taking in every detail. Our mate will love it. Shadow said finally making himself known. “That is our 3 Carat Snowflake ring, also with 14k White Gold.” She said with a proud smile. “It’s…it’s” I started but I was loss for words. “Perfect.” Maddie and Jade whispered finishing my thoughts. “It’s simple, elegant, and most importantly, it’s Winter.” Maddie said. “She’s going to love it.” I truly hope Winter loves it and is not disappointed that it’s not the ring she specifically wants. I pay for the ring and the three of us leave, heading back home.

Parameters had to be set, and a time limit introduced, simply put when human technology advanced to a certain point, when it could be used to destroy those vast resources, a meeting of the Intergalactic Council would be called. Those pesky humans could not be trusted not to destroy their pretty little planet by constantly fighting with each other and that would not be allowed under any circumstance. Alexis was the Snow Wolf Pack Alpha and he was utterly gorgeous, all six feet five inches of him, not an ounce was wasted, with his long ash blonde hair and ice blue eyes, toned muscled body, slender hips, powerful long legs and a devastating smile that made him every female's fantasy male. Needl

Sin asked, his heart pounding at the dark possibility of not finding the antidote. "Calm down, we are trying our best," "Please do your best to save her. Her condition is worsening," "Sin, let him concentrate," Aurelio said, and that instant Snow ran in panting heavily. Everybody turned their attention to her. "I... I'm an Rh-null blood type carrier," Snow said, cleaning the tears off her face. "Are you sure?" Sin asked, his eyes showing a spark of hope. "What nonsense is she sprouting? That is not possible!" Viola said.

I wiped my tears away and straightened my back, forcing myself to look composed. “So, I’ll leave you in the past, too.” Then, I turned and walked away. As I passed the largest painting in the gallery, I paused. Its title was ‘Rebirth.’ In the painting, a girl ran freely under the sunlight, her back turned to the viewer, and the girl was Jane. However, in the lower right corner, almost hidden, was a small cluster of white flowers. They were lilies. Ethan once told me I was the only flower in his barren life. Now, those flowers had become nothing more than roadside decoration—something to be trampled without a second thought.

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.

"No, it’s not that at all. But have you forgotten? One day you must return. You have dreams waiting for you, don't you?" "Let's talk about this later," Snow White said, turning away to wipe her tears. "Right now... I don't want to think about anything else." "What are you thinking about then?" Grimm walked up and wrapped her in a powerful embrace. "Because I guarantee we’re thinking the same thing." "I like you all so much." "And we like you too." Snow White looked up to receive a kiss from each Titan in turn. Her small mouth worked eagerly, tongues clashing and sucking deeply as her throat let out soft, needy moans.

She always said artists should not be influenced by outside opinions. This time, I ignored all manners and pulled the folder from her hands. The moment I saw the name listed under the awards, my breathing froze. Olivia. Every award-winning painting I had poured my soul into for five years, every sleepless night, every ounce of effort and passion… The final signature on all of them belonged to Olivia. My knees nearly gave out. “Sophie, why are my payroll card and all the competition entries registered under Olivia’s name? “The copyrights to those paintings, the awards, the recognition… they all became Olivia’s? Then what was the point of all my hard work these past years?”

Inevitable as snow. ~~~

“Just your brain being stupid.” But the feelings from the dream wouldn’t leave. The way his lips felt. The way he said my name. It scared me more than any big hit on the ice. I couldn’t like Toby that way. I was Alan Voss. Hockey captain. Going to the NHL. Guys like me didn’t have dreams about other guys. I needed to prove it. To myself and to everyone. The next morning I texted Sarah, one of the girls who had been asking me out for months.

I asked directly. Marissa froze, then held the flowers out to me. "I heard Nora ranked first in her department this semester. "I... I brought her flowers." She'd never been this humble in front of Nora and me. When I didn't speak, she took a box from her pocket. "This is a belated birthday gift for Nora." I didn't take the box. I only looked at the scarf around her neck. It was the gift Nora had meant to give her before we left. After seeing Kyle, Nora had thrown it away.