Weiss Schnee Novels & Stories

he said with a sneer. Not long enough, Lyca started to feel sick. So, she tried to find something to hold onto so she wouldn't fall. "Why do you do that?" Wesley just gave a small shrug and said. "Don't get me wrong, I like you, and I don't have bad feelings towards you... But the problem is that I fall in love," Wesley gave Lyca a potion that made her vision blurry and her hearing messed up, so she couldn't see what happened next.

Leave Kade Group to us. My reaction was eerily calm. "Fine by me. Saves me the trouble of resigning. If someone wants to take over a company that’s about to go bankrupt, I couldn’t be happier." He frowned, pointing toward the reporters nearby. "Today is the day we sign a multibillion-dollar contract with the Virel Consortium. I invited the press to witness this historic moment. "Don’t talk nonsense just because you have a problem with Brynn. Kade Group is on the rise. Its future is limitless."

Winter had completely locked Paris in its icy grip. The city's streets were blanketed in pristine white snow that reflected the shimmering glow of the city lights, a stark contrast to the warmth inside Aethel Corp's newly established European headquarters. On the luxurious top floor, Elena stood before a massive glass wall, gazing at the Eiffel Tower, its silhouette barely visible through the snowy mist.

Her father’s voice. Verena froze, claws still poised above the rogue’s throat. Slowly, her head turned toward the snow. Figures emerged, wolves and men both, stepping out from the pale horizon. Their presence was undeniable, their eyes sharp, their bodies tensed with recognition and suspicion. She released the rogue, letting it collapse, and rose to her full, imposing height. Step by step, she crossed into the snow’s edge. The black sheen of her fur shimmered under the pale light, shifting strand by strand into radiant silver as though the moon itself painted her.

Lily There’s nothing quite like the quiet after a snowfall. Up here, the world feels suspended in time pine trees draped in white, rooftops sugar-dusted, and the slopes stretching out like a canvas waiting for the first brushstroke. The air is so crisp it stings the tip of my nose, and the snow beneath my skis is perfect fluffy but firm. The kind of snow instructors like me dream of.

She positioned herself strategically beside him, hoping that he would notice the alluring fragrance she carried with her. But as Alpha Dwayne took a deep breath, his reaction was unexpected. He started sneezing uncontrollably, one sneeze following another in rapid succession. Alesha's heart sank as she watched him wave his hand in front of his face, trying to dispel the scent that seemed to have triggered this bizarre response.

My Fer, she is all I have left. I slump back in the seat, trying to see out the darkened windows of the car. Through the windscreen I can make out the mountains of the Wildlands looming black against the gold and magenta of the Wolf Moon sky. On either side of the car, the outlines of forest pines whoosh past in blurs of bristly bark and spiky spruce needles.

Carella asked as Mark's silence started to worry her even more. "The necklace is a silver rose." *** The air was knocked out of Carellas' lungs as she tried to process Mark's words. Silver rose necklace? Carella froze and held her breath until her lungs burned, wishing that this was just one of her bad dreams that she would soon wake up from. But, it's not. Mark just said that the killer might have been wearing Kanzel's signature flower around their neck and murdered Sophia the exact day she visited her after seven years.

It looks legit, but I just can't get over this feeling…. Allison POV Where are they? They should have been here hours ago. I pulled out my phone and dialed Rebecca's number. Ring…. Ring…. No answer. I dialed Ben's number. "I'm sorry but the number you have dialed cannot be completed as dialed, please check the number and dial again." The automated system reported. Uhm… what?.. I dialed command, “ Yes this is SMSGT Snow, can you put me through to the chief's office?. Yes, I'll wait.”

No sooner had he spoken than the quiet sky erupted in a cascade of dazzling fireworks. One after another, they painted the night with a tapestry of light, each burst more breathtaking than the last. I was so captivated by the display that I could not even blink, afraid to miss a single moment. What girl could resist the charm of fireworks? Certainly not me. Overwhelmed with joy, I bounced off Luis's lap. "Wow... It's so gorgeous, so stunning!" Luis, with his arms still around me, agreed. "It really is beautiful..."