The Snowman Novels & Stories

His daughter ran up to him, grabbing his arm and pulling him towards the snowman. “Look what me and Mom made” she smiled, “It’s called a snowman” “It looks really good” he smiled, seeing the excitement in the girl’s eyes. “Can we build another one?” “I’ll help” he smiled, looking at his mate. She furrowed her brows but he just took her hand, hoping that the gesture was enough to symbolise that he wanted her as much as she wanted him. The woman gaped at the hands before looking up into the man’s eyes.

Yet, because there was still hope in my heart, even those hard days made me feel content. The day Ethan sold his first painting, he took me out and bought me a ring. It wasn’t expensive, but it was the thought that counted. On the way back, it started snowing. He held my hand tightly as snow fell all over us, covering his hair. For no reason at all, I felt happy. I thought, if we could walk through snow together, we could grow old together. Back then, I truly believed we would have a happy ending. That was why, even when everyone said he was dead, I stubbornly refused to leave that belief behind. In the end, though, nothing could survive the fickleness of the heart.

When he was completely naked, his bones started cracking and he soon stood tall in his huge black wolf with piercing golden eyes. Shift. He mind linked me. I took off my clothes, teasing him slightly, and he let out a warning growl. I smirked while I continued and shifted into my wolf. Snow is completely white and huge. I was about 6 ft. in my wolf form but Alex still towered me by a few inches. His wolf was beautiful, screaming power and the aura he was giving off clearly showed that he is someone not to be messed around with. His wolf's name is Aaron, Snow told me.

The snowmen looked different in height and size, and it was obvious that they represented Catelyn, Cedrick, and the two children, Edwin and Joanne, and Granny Atherton and Harry. Those big snowmen formed a circle, surrounding two small snowmen and an 'old-looking' snowwoman. They looked extremely happy and harmonious.

“But…the land outside Winterland is hot. And the closer the snowman gets to the sun, the more his body starts to melt.” Ezra’s eyes go round in horror. “He’ll die then. Poor snowman.”

Throughout the rest of the day we all stayed indoors because of the snowy weather. Around four in the evening, Pete, Iyvonne and I were beginning to get bored so we devised a back plan and snuck out of the house through the back door to go build a snow man. Trust me,it was really fun. After building our snowman,we noticed that something was missing. A nose! The snowman had no nose. I snuck back into the house through the back door and into the kitchen stole three carrots mom had bought for the next day's food preparation and ran back to our hideout. I was so careful to avoid being seen.

Jayden had made a snowman with snowballs the size of his hands so that James could appreciate it better. “Kids, remember you can’t stay outside for too long because of James,” Samantha reminded them with a smile as she took pictures of the three of them playing in the snow. “Look at this,” Deborah said, using some silicone molds to make snow shapes. “It’s a cake for Mr. Snowman,” she declared, amused after decorating the ‘cake’ with little stones. James reached out excitedly to touch the snowman, laughing as it crumbled when he touched it. “He looks so happy and excited.”

***** Grant tightened his robe, “My, this is so cold. I almost missed the humid weather on South Island.” “Stop complaining, Grant. You are the one who want to visit this place.” Kaleela said when they already arrived at the Icicle. Her hand holding into a brochure. “Let's see what is our niece do.” “But, I should wear another robe.” Both of them entered the entrance. They were shocked when three snowmen greet them. All of them look almost identical. Nose made by carrot, wooden stick as leg and arms, and black pebble as their eyes. The only thing that make them look different are the color of the scarf they wore.

Mr Martinez was motionless. "What exactly are you doing? Gather snow to construct a snowman." And motioned him to collect the snow. We eventually built a snowman up to my waist level. "What should we do for the eyes?" Mr Martinez handed me some wood sticks, which I inserted into the snowman's head to resemble eyes. "Cool! Now I just need a scarf and a carrot to complete the picture." "Do you really need a carrot in the middle of nowhere?" I gave him a nod. He sighed and turned to walk away.