Snow White Quotes Novels & Stories

Just watching the fire consume everything into ashes. The crackling of wood and the sound of waves surrounded them as May finally turned to Stone and whispered, "Thank you, Stone." "You're welcome, Snow White."

Inevitable as snow. ~~~

While others criticized Stephen for his incompetence, the young woman before him defended him, despite not knowing his name yet. “Thank you.” Stephen thanked the girl in his heart. “Let’s forget about that. We actually haven’t introduced ourselves. I’m Snow, and you are?” the girl asked nervously. “Stephen Quinn.” Snow covered her mouth, feigning surprise. Stephen, finding her reaction amusing, said, “Thank you for defending me.” Snow snapped out of it and shook her head softly. “I’m just stating the truth. People say you’re evil, but I think they’re wrong. You’re quite handsome.”

As I cross the threshold, nothing happens—no wave of terror, no all-consuming darkness, just the warm glow of the house's interior. I let out a sigh of relief and turn to Chloe. "Thank you for letting me in," I say with genuine gratitude. ~~~ SCARLETT EYES VIVALDI, A mischievous twinkle in her eyes, still under the impression he's just a harmless kid. "So," she begins, curiosity brimming in her voice, "where were you when Snow White was trapped inside the mansion?" Vivaldi pauses, cocking his head as if deep in thought. "Well," he drawls, "I was... you know, trying to cool off the steam in my head."

I thought a moment, then repeated the words, "'Lips red as rubies, hair dark as night. Drink your true love's blood, become the vampire, Snow White.'" As I spoke, thick darkness packed the air. It was as though the queen entered me. "This is worse than we believed," Professor Pops uttered. "Yes," agreed Kenmei. "It seems the vampire queen may have a distinct interest in this one. Perhaps it's her name or her beauty. I must admit, Snow does have something extra special."

the one who had suggested in killing me responded. “You're crazy!” One whisper-yelled. “What do you see in that man?” “Riches and the chance to be a Luna,” answered the evil plotter. “Just let her be, she'd die anyways,” one said dryly, and just then I felt darkness snatching me away.

She was with him the first time she came here, and now she was alone. However, she wasn’t sad or disappointed. Her body and soul were ruined beyond repair… She was still calm; Silje realized that if a person was in too much pain, it could make that person tranquil. It was a gloomy winter day and too early for the park to be crowded with people. Oddly enough though, the lake was swarming with white swans. Staring at them, Silje suddenly felt something. The white swans… “…” The whiteness of them reminded her of ashes, bringing back the devastation to her heart.

It was at that moment I realized that nobody but Snowy truly loved me. "I swear if any of you mess with snowy. I will kill all of you. Every last one of you will get stabbed by the knife I stabbed Zavier with but I won't heal you. I'll watch as it eats your soul little by little. You've taken everything from me and if I lose him everyone will suffer." I gritted out as I pushed my chair back and stood up. I set snowy down so he could walk. He really looked up at me before he was falling to the side.

"It's our last day trapped here before the roads clear. I almost wish the snow would keep falling." The camera panned out slightly, showing me curled beneath the blankets, my white hair spread across the pillow. "I could watch her sleep forever," Sylvan's voice continued, warmth filling his tone. "My little white wolf." His rain-forest scent seemed almost perceptible through the memories that flooded my mind, making Phoebe whimper softly within me.

“Maybe you can just let her know that you’re not against her, that you still love her and just want her to be better and move on, that’s all you may be able to do for her.” “Oh, Mars...my sweet little snow-white girl.” I pout, already feeling the mood getting lighter. “Now you’re just being mean, Richfield.” “Oh, am I? I was just complimenting you on your...uh, personality.” “Personality? When did snow white become a personality?” “Right now, Mars. I just added it to the list of personalities.” He grins and winks at me through the rearview mirror, and I roll my eyes with a small smile on my lips.