Snowball From Life Of Pets Novels & Stories

The room was dark; he couldn’t possibly see her. She sighed and turned back toward the bed. But another roar of thunder crashed overhead, and the rain intensified, pelting the windows in fierce waves. Snowball began to whine, pacing near the window before letting out a long, mournful howl. It wasn’t barking—it was a howl full of worry and loyalty, echoing through the quiet room. Serena groaned, pulling a pillow over her head. “Snowball, stop it.” But the dog only grew louder.

"Let's just enjoy our time together; forget about them." He led me to the towering Christmas tree and suddenly knelt down. I gasped. "Luis, what are you doing?" He pulled out a small box and opened it before me. To my relief, it was not a ring. He took out a diamond necklace, stood up, and gently placed it around my neck. "Nicole, this is your Christmas present, and it's also a promise of our love. From now on, you're all mine." I felt a warm glow inside, leaning into Luis's arms, gazing at the twinkling lights.

It hit Lucian directly in the face. He fell backward dramatically. “Betrayal. Treason. Treachery.” The game erupted around us. Wolves launched snowballs like they were firing ancient weapons. Two warriors leapt off a fort and tackled each other into a snow pile. A snowball hit my head. I turned. A pup giggled. I grinned slowly. “So that is how you want to play.” I summoned a tiny pulse of frost magic. Harmless. Decorative. Just enough to create a perfectly shaped snowball that sparkled with icy light. The pup gasped in awe.