The Loud House Snow Way Out Novels & Stories

Chapter 76: In The Club Third Person’s POV The loud pop music inside the nightclub blasted their ears as soon as they entered the door. Snow and Lumara were ready to grace the dancefloor, while Nayara and Crystal wore the same expression of despair on their faces. Snow looked back at the two of them. Because of the loud music, she spoke in a loud voice, “You look like pigs in the slaughterhouse. Smile wide!” The two tried their best, but it only seemed like Snow was bullying them. She shook her head in defeat and helplessly dragged them inside.

As rain started to fall, I belatedly remembered how the weather forecast said it would get colder later in the night, and maybe even start to snow. Once it starts snowing in Atlanta, it never seems to stop. I used to dread winter, but Lucas would always wrap me in his coat several sizes larger than I was, keeping a warm blanket available in his car just for me. Looking back now, those moments of so-called happiness were never meant to last. As the rain poured harder, strands of hair stuck damply to my forehead, and my steps wavered almost to the point of collapse. I shook my head and let out a bitter laugh. How did my life end up like this?

Inside was a bottle of whiskey he had kept for twenty years, meant for Adrian after dinner. My father had said the Morettis valued status, but they also valued gestures. That bottle was his final recognition of Adrian before entrusting his daughter to him. When the key turned in the door, the living room lights were still off. Adrian came in smelling of fireplace smoke and Lucia’s jasmine perfume. “Why are the lights off?” I did not answer. He removed his coat and walked toward me, lifting a hand toward my face the way he always did after an argument. “Still angry?” he asked. “I admit I didn’t handle Christmas Eve well, but Lucia was in serious condition. I couldn’t just leave her.”

Nine months since he’d lost his arm and he and Wren were homeowners. Jackson laughed as he caught sight of the white flakes swirling in the wind outside the kitchen window. He opened the cabinet doors in search of the cocoa. Wren was starting a fire in the fireplace. The first snow of the year was later than normal and nothing more than barely there flurries. “Wren,” Jackson called from the kitchen. “Yeah?”

He asked, "What are you doing here? Get back inside the house. You just recovered from the flu." "And what are you doing?" "I'm clearing out the snow on the roof." "Why?" "Since I'll be going to the office tomorrow, I decided to clear out the snow here." He paused and asked, "What did you say earlier?" "I said you're an idiot." He let out a chuckle and continued shovelling the snow away. I came inside the house and cooked some hot soup with noodles. An hour later, while I was finishing cooking, Tyler walked in saying, "It's so cold out there." While rubbing both his hands together.

The cold weather comes to doodle upon the trees that are now covered in white, sculpting ice crystals as the north wind brings the snow. Landon dabbed the sweat from his forehead, then continued to shovel the snow from the floor of the snow cave. They have no choice but to make a makeshift shelter. Through the dimming light outside, he could see the enormous flakes of snow floating to the ground. This blizzard had caught Casey and him off guard, and now they were being forced to build a snow cave to wait out the storm. The wail of the frigid storm in the trees reminded Landon to hurry up with his work.

Kruz snickered. It SNOWS here?! She yelped. It seems that it does. Hunter walked in with Kolby. Isn’t it beautiful? Kolby asked. Sure, until it melts and then it’s nothing but slush and mud, then soaks your socks. Maybe we should’ve stayed back at home. Kyde groaned but, not really meaning what she said. I HATE snow. I don’t mind the cold, but I can’t stand the snow. Dakota snickered and hugged his mate leaving a kiss on her temple. C’mon, let’s get some breakfast and then meet with Storm before Court make sure she doesn’t need anything from us.

Louisa's POV "No, Will. You can't take Snow away as a pet. She's Mr. Weasel's family." I said to Will as he was holding the small white weasel in his arms. "But she's so fluffy and soft. And she likes me," Will said. Snow, the small white weasel, which looked exactly like her father, was wrapping herself around Will's arm. "Look, daddy. This boy is like a tree!" Snow said. "Come down here, Snow! That vampire kid wants to take you away and suck all your blood!" Mr. Weasel sounded very nervous.

I was worried but when I reached the living area, I saw Snow and Luke playing on the carpet. Luke was lying on the carpet and Snow was sitting on his stomach. She was laughing so hard as Luke kept moving his stomach like a wave. Snow is a bubbly girl who would play with everyone I introduced to her as a friend. She’s easy to talk to. She’s fun to be with and definitely a smart kid. Honestly, her attitude mirrors her dad’s. Pierce looked like a cold person at first impression, but when you get to know him, you’d see how soft he is inside. That’s exactly what Snow is.

He’s Ethan cousin and I barely know him, and yet last night- By the time I got home, I’m exhausted, both physically and emotionally. I collapse onto my bed, burying my face in the pillow. That’s when Snow finally speaks up, her voice gentle but firm. “You needed to let loose, Amelia. It’s ok to have fun.” “Yea too much fun.” groan I rolling over to stare at the ceiling. “Only didn’t feel like just fun, Snow. It felt… I don’t now different.” Snow is quiet for a moment before replying. “You’re right. It was different but that doesn’t mean it was wrong…. Besides you have to admit he is extremely hot.” She says playfully.