Winter Cinder Series Novels & Stories

Shane (Snow White) sharply inhaled after they saw a large-scale battle happening before their eyes. “… damn!” Rai (Cinderella) cursed under her breath as they looked at the battle from one side going to another side which almost filled the horizon! Neither of the two sides are relenting to each other. This is because… “Wait… was I seeing things?” Rai (Cinderella) muttered as he rubbed his eyes to make sure that he was not just seeing things. “Their enemies… their enemies are - ?!” he exclaimed in shock as he looked with widened eyes at the enemies that Reiner (Florian) and the others were fighting.

Ryder answered without hesitation and walked outside to the backyard. Henry "..." What is there to think so much about Cinderella? Wait a minute... is she poking fun at me? By the time sun hid itself and the night took over the land, Ryder had taken everything that was "polluting" the backyard in the attic to gather dust there until the garden was finished. However, she didn't go inside the house. With the phone in her hand, she surfed the net with a bored expression on her face, sitting cross-legged on the ground. When her parents went to sleep, she slowly stood up and silently unscrewed one of the lightbulbs near the fence. The lightbulbs were attached to the fence, so they don't exactly l

He patted her hand and pulled away before dashing towards the source of the stench. As she jogged, careful not to trip over branch and bramble, she had no shoes still after all. It was slower going than she’d have liked, she heard it. A high keening. It was that same, tinny sound that obviously wasn’t made by anything living she’d ever heard. The Dain howled in clear agony. Up ahead, in the fading gloam of predawn, something flared brightly like a star. Fire, bright like a beacon. Cinder was about to have his ‘fun’. Ignoring the thorns that bit at her bare feet, River dashed towards the spark of flame.

She didn't stop there. She walked out of the room where Zel was still on the floor and Raine was waiting impatiently. Sweat was breaking from Zel's forehead. "Hold on just a bit longer," Cinder told her. She lifted the skirt of her dress, revealing the brown boot she had on. She dragged her right leg out and drew an invisible arc with her foot. "Take down the protection on the decoy house," Cinder instructed. Zel exhaled and I assumed she did just that.

*Winter* The air was thick with dread, a palpable tension that clung to me like an unwelcome shroud. Each strained breath felt heavier than the last, weighed down by the ominous atmosphere surrounding the Whispering Reef. Walking side by side with Aaron, I couldn't shake the prickling sensation on the back of my neck. Was it just the chill of the winter air, or was there something far more sinister lurking just out of sight? The trees loomed tall and twisted, their gnarled branches reaching out like skeletal fingers against the bruised sky, casting everything in an unsettling shade of gray.

She would plait her hair and still looked stunning. She carried on with work and studies until it was time to write her final exams. She studied during the night while she was exhausted. Finally, she finished her studies and it was time for December holidays. She went to spend Christmas with her family. She carried on being the skivvy to her stepsisters. They would party all the weekends and she was supposed to cook and clean for them. She was used to that and there was no time to complain. No one would be on her side anyway.

I didn’t tell her the truth, but she respected my wish. The new building Winter. co was finished last month. The building is huge with 88 floors and it takes the place at being the highest building in our city. It has to be a really big company. But there is no information to be found about it, only that the owners' names are Kian and Alex Winter.

"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.

3, 2, 1… HAPPY NEW YEAR! The cheers were deafening as everybody in that party began to dance the night away as they welcomed the start of a more hopeful and prosperous year for their pack. And we wish the same for you all! * * * Dear reader, if you want to know more about V and Siel’s story, feel free to search for “Her Christmas Wolf” by Myrrh D. Keizer. May we at Silvercrest see you again this coming Valentine’s Day for the Gamma and his mate’s love story.

Snow collected along the edges of the market square like someone had sprinkled icing sugar across the town. Every December, Winter Haven Market came alive with tiny wooden stalls, glittering lights, and the smell of cinnamon and roasted nuts. Mitchelle Byers had worked the same corner stall for five years, selling handcrafted candles and body oils she made in her small apartment. Some customers called her stall a “scent paradise.” She called it survival. She pulled the knitted beanie lower over her ears as another gust of freezing wind swept across the walkway. It was almost closing time, and she had already packed half the shelves. She rubbed her fingers together, trying to get blood moving