The Coldest Winter Ever 2 Novels & Stories

Chapter 41: Endless Nightmare Abhay’s P.O.V It was snowing again. The ground was completely white. This part of the valley didn’t usually get much snow, but it was unusually cold this year. And I knew that it would only get colder, winter only a whisper in the air and yet it howled with a ferocious chill all around me.

I could not wrap my head around how Sheila could choose a man over us. How could she ever think I would joke about our daughter's life? I was the one who had been there since day one, watching our daughter go from crawling to her first steps, from her first words to calling out for 'daddy' and 'mommy'. I had been there until she turned five. She would stay five forever. It was all Sheila's doing. If she had not forgotten to turn off the gas after making that late-night soup for Jeff, our daughter would not have succumbed to the silent killer that was carbon monoxide.

In Fantasma the Winter last for 6 months, starting from the month of October to march, at the same time in January and to March. Usually, around this time everything was stopped, even wars were seldom fought at this time frame, it's also the time where the death toll was on the highest rate, millions of people died at this time of the years. But unlike other nations in Fantasma, Aeternum was the one that won't stop developing, various project was under-way it's constructions, what more bizarre about it no people died at the time, no one died due to that cold nor starvations.

Clyde, the orchestrators of this cruel game, sought to crush my spirit, to break me down. The relentless cold seemed to penetrate the very depths of my being, leaving me shivering and vulnerable. It was as if the icy tendrils of winter were determined to claim every inch of my existence. With each inhale, a sharp ache pierced my chest, a painful reminder of the frigid air that surrounded me. Desperation filled my gasps for breath, as if I was grasping at the last remnants of warmth and hope.

"Why? What aren't you telling me?" Julia Just when I thought that my night couldn't get any worse, not 30 minutes after Riley left the worst snow storm that the city has seen in over 30 years has hit and temperatures have dropped to the coldest that I have ever lived through. It's still pretty early but everyone has called it a night and gotten in their tents to try and keep as warm as possible. The wind is rough and I can feel it pulling at the tent but thankfully we seem to be holding down just fine. We all have house bricks placed along the edges of our tents to help keep them down and thankfully, it seems to be working right now.

Eloise’ POV “The winter is coming…” I whispered by the window as I saw the fog blurring out my vision of the scenery. Winter like this are something I hate. I could remember how I spent my time in the basement feeling colder than ever with no one to hand me a single coat. This is the time of the season where I am always on the verge of freezing to death and no one would even care because omegas were never important. The open creeks in the doors and the snow getting winded up inside… I can still feel the shiver down my spine.

he asks, reading my expression. "Antarctic site. Complete failure. Thirty-six hour window." I'm already activating the emergency communication network, sending wake-up calls to the rest of our team and Mrs. Holloway. "In March," Cain observes grimly. "Antarctic winter. Temperatures approaching minus-sixty, six months of polar night, and weather that can kill you in minutes." "Plus a dimensional breach that's destabilizing reality across the continent," I add, pulling on thermal base layers. "At least we know our vacation plans for the next few weeks."

Even Byron and Skyr were rubbing their arms when they noticed the cold sinking in. “Why the hell is it so cold?” I wondered out loud. I can even see my breath. At my comment, Trei looked back and cursed. “The heater must be malfunctioning in this area again.” He says. “Heater?” I questioned him. “Trei, I did not sleep that long for it to become winter season, right?” “No, you didn’t, Nat. It’s always been cold in these parts. Especially when we’re in Antarctica.” He said so nonchalantly that made me stop in my tracks.

Auretta’s POV “Do you see the snow on that tree?” I stood in front of the window with Alaric in my arms. My index finger pointed at the tall tree in the front yard of the warrior camp, which was next to this mansion. “Winter has arrived. Do you like seeing snow?” Alaric stared at me without blinking. "The winter temperature in the River Pack Clan is not too cold compared to the Mountain Pack Clan and the Sea Pack Clan. The coldest is the Sea Pack Clan because they are surrounded by the sea, which blows strong cold winds."

The winter solstice arrived with a quiet, breathtaking severity. By mid-December, the high alpine ridge was locked in a deep, pristine freeze, encased in thick blankets of white snow that muffled every sound in the forest. The wind howled down from the jagged northern peaks, driving sub-zero temperatures against the thick, insulated logs of the cabin, but inside, the atmosphere was a sanctuary of amber firelight and steady, enveloping warmth.