Winter Books Novels & Stories

*Winter* The cold air seeped in through the cracked dormitory windows, a steady reminder of the raging snowstorm outside that turned the quaint village into a frosty wonderland. I had been locked inside for what felt like an eternity—two days, but who's counting? As beautiful as winter is, it brings its moods, unpredictability, folding over me like a heavy blanket of snow. It seduced me with its shimmering appeal yet warned me sternly—it was a force to be reckoned with, not to be tangled with.

“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.

"Hmm, this is hard...I'm gonna choose owl city and before you exit. You?" "The 1975, Twenty-one pilots and owl city." "Song?" I asked. He paused to think then said, "Fireflies by owl city." I nodded in agreement...Hmm, he has a taste. "Mine is, I see fire by Ed Sheeran, Kill em with kindness by Selena Gomez, I won't give up by Jason Mraz, yeah plenty." Then I think about another question. "What is your favorite season?" "Winter." He said. I smiled, "Copycat. Mine is winter also." I said.

“You should change, Snow. And eat. Elspeth left a tray. She’s still scowling, so the world hasn’t completely ended.” Winter nodded but didn’t move until after he had gone.. Slowly, she peeled the heavy tunic off, the fabric clinging to her. She folded it carefully, reverently, and placed it at the foot of the bed, a dark totem in the grey room. As she dressed in one of the new woolen gowns, the loss of his scent felt like a sudden, chilling draft, leaving her exposed and vulnerable once more. The days that followed fell into a strange, silent rhythm. Winter sewed. She read the book of legends Jax had given her, deciphering the stories mostly through the intricate, faded illustrations. She wa

Feeling amazed that the Alpha will read something like this, especially knowing that most wolves hate vampires for its history. As Brianna began to slowly crouch and check more, finding other books that are similar to Twilight, like vampire club, vampire moon, and other things, suddenly Brianna felt a sudden wind behind her. ‘A wind?’ she muttered, automatically turning around to find no source as the room had no window. There’s just an old bookcase with a creepy vibe behind her.

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.

Behind her, Nives Solari didn't return to her laptop. She stood by the window, her fingers lightly pressing against the cool glass as she watched Asena walk through the dark corridor of the twenty-fourth floor, a slow, completely real smile finally breaking across the Ice Queen's lips.

A day before my wedding, my fiancee, Claudia George, was suddenly required to go on a business trip to North City. “There are some issues with the project. The issue should be settled by tomorrow morning, and I’ll return immediately. I won’t delay the wedding at all.” She was afraid that I would overthink the situation, so she video-called me right after she landed. In the video call, she was wearing the down jacket that I had bought her. Behind her was the white wall of the hotel. It was snowing heavily outside the window. She showed me the entire room. There was one pillow on the bed, and one set of toiletries on the sink. She even opened the closet for me to have a look. I nod

There was nothing else I could do except feed the firewood into the fireplace and read a book while waiting for him to come back. After spending an hour buried in Bibbi the Hunchback Wolf, my eyes finally started to ache. I closed the book and walked towards the tightly shut window. Down below, only a few werewolves in plain clothes could be seen carrying axes towards the forest. Winter would soon arrive in Emerald Earth. My wolf senses picked up the scent of pine trees more strongly than the damp bushes covered in morning dew. “Stay here, Lulu,” I muttered, mimicking his order. “If only I could have a tone like yours, I’d order you to stop ordering me around all the time.”

On the day I was diagnosed with stage four cancer, Vivian Cross handed me a contract for a divorce reality show. I already knew that meant she'd lost another bet to her secretary, Miles Smith. They'd made ninety-nine bets over the years, and every time, Vivian let herself lose on purpose. She lost the house we decorated for our wedding. She lost the wedding itself. She even lost our son's body, handing him over so Miles could satisfy his twisted curiosity about the human body. Our baby had been seven months along when they donated his remains. He'd been so small. Vivian slid the contract across to me, tapping the papers. "Ethan, I lost another bet. It's just a reality show. Help me keep M