Weiss Schnee Novels & Stories

Inevitable as snow. ~~~

Instinctively he swatted it away using his rock covered hand, however, the rocks on his hand quickly turned in snowflakes and blew away with the wind. The look on his face changed, but he had no time to be shocked as there were nearly a hundred more of these white shadows coming after him. The newly formed Diamond spears were all turned to snow after being abandoned by its caster. The battle became Wanton running for his life while launching diamond spears that only turn into snowflakes. The spears became so powerful that the snow bunnies could not disintegrate them before they reached Verra on the Dicroglossi's head.

“Their membership was revoked and they were kicked out. I believe the white witch was enraged that day.” “Did you just say white witch?” Dylan checked. “Yes, that is how the owner is referred to.” “Are you talking about a real witch or something?” “To be honest, I don't know, but what I noticed was that she only wore white clothes and had white hair.” “Is she really that old?” “She appears to be very young; no one knows anything about her. She's a mystery, but she's also the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.” He couldn't believe such a thing existed, but whatever it was, it wouldn't hurt to see for himself.

Finally, reaching the other side of the lake, we made our way across the moguls towards the glistening peaks emerging from several low-lying clouds. Maintaining a good pace, we arrived at the base of the mountain. I turned to Dresna. “A couple of energy bursts, and we’ll be gazing down at what was once a thriving metropolis.” Dresna stared up at the sheer cliff that towered above us. “Or we’ll be face to face with our ancestors,” he suggested sarcastically. I could sense his confidence slipping away. “Don’t be so preoccupied with negativity.” I laughed to reassure him. Dresna grimaced as we removed the climbing lasers from our packs and attached them to the back of our hands, then added cram

WAYLON "What is it?" I asked. "It's snowdust," Giselle answered. "Also known as Frosterium. It's said to give one superpower. The Drakkons snort it to survive in the Arctic. At least, this is what I figured out after intercepting Richie's messages with the Weddard Witches," "Damn, he really is up to something if he's working with the witches," I couldn't help but comment. I knew little about the Weddard Witches, and most of those things weren't good.

--All you have to do is stay, a minute, just take your time, the clock is ticking, so stay... All you have to do is stay!-- Snow's POV. The door got pulled open by Christie who's face spread out in a wide grin the moment her eyes took in who exactly was at the door. She pulled the door wide open and waltzed back inside the apartment while announcing my presence loudly. "Snow White is finally hereeeeeee." I let out an amused grin as I made my way Inside and shutting the door quietly behind me. I toe off my heels and gingerly walked towards the couch and dropped into it like a log of wood.

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.

Everything went quiet for a moment, then Nancy Wheeler was the first to come back to her senses. She walked over to me, her steps light and graceful. I stood there with my short, plain haircut and old, out-of-style clothes, sticking out like a sore thumb on that happy, snowy night. She paused, just for a second, before she gently hugged me. "Why didn't you wait for me to come get you?" Her voice was soft and soothing, and for a second, I felt lost in it. However, I could not forget what had just happened, not when it was right in front of my eyes.

“Zayn MacQuoid, you can’t be this selfish! I’m working hard right now. I can’t have kids!” I compromised to quell her anger. I valued her career, but she resigned so that she could take care of Charles and Caleb better. Besides, she used the money I had saved for retirement for Caleb’s wedding. My leg hurt terribly during that winter, but I was too poor to see a doctor. Moreover, the temperature at home was freezing. It made me shiver. I tried calling Layla for money, but she hung up on me repeatedly. I could not hold on since I was old. In the end, I froze to death.

As long as I kept busy, I wouldn't have to think about my predicament with Luke, which just seemed to get more and more complicated and crummy each day. When I exited the café at one thirty, I was more than ready to go home and snuggle up on the couch with a warm blanket. It had dipped below freezing, and snow flurries were falling from the sky. The crisp winter air calmed me as my shoes crunched against the dusting of snow that had landed on the sidewalk of the downtown area. I breathed in the cool air, exhaling it as a puff of smoke. As werewolves, we naturally felt at ease in cold climates, and I was not the exception. I was already imagining how nice it would be to make myself some hot c