Winter Novels Novels & Stories

He leaned down, pressing a tender kiss against the crown of her head, before whispering hoarsely, "All right. But you must promise me in return—never harbor your fears alone again." "I promise," Roselyn answered softly. Outside the window, the heavy northern snow continued to fall, blanketing the lands of Valthorne in a sea of white. The snowflakes clung to the glass, melting slowly only to be replaced by a fresh layer, as if winter itself refused to release its icy grip on the realm. In the distance, the endless rows of pine trees stood like pale ghosts. Yet inside the room, winter had officially ended for the two rulers of the North. The fire in the hearth crackled softly, casting a dancin

Damon The snow came down in heavy, uneven sheets, swirling in circles around the valley. A cold snap heralded spring wasn’t ready to arrive. Even for the north, this was no ordinary storm. Something that felt very wrong. I moved through the village, helping where I could. Windows were sealed with cloth in the cracks, livestock brought inside. The people here were hardy, used to winter’s teeth. But none of them could smell what I did. Rot and blood and steel. The scent cut through the storm. It wasn’t near, but it wasn’t far, either.

Blaine usually went out with a group of five to go hunting to bring the max amount of food back, however today him and the missus got into a big fight, so he left by himself. I watched as he traveled to the east end of the forest. It had the most game over here, most days we had rabbit, some good days we’d eat deer, elk, and buck. Allison helped by bringing some chickens, so we aren’t short on much. I sat 200 yards back, and watched through my scope. My 308 was my best. I never missed a shot with it. I watched as he sat still waiting for the doe to cross his sights one more time.

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.

It would hurt too much. Looking out the window, I see not just one, but two huge black ravens land on the roof of a greenhouse. I study them, tilting my head as more come to land with them. One by one, more join the big black birds, until there are almost two dozen squawking and flapping on the greenhouse roof. It was the wildest and strangest sight I had ever seen and recalled the tales my mother used to tell us as children: ‘When the true king of werewolves finds his mate, the ravens will come home, bringing seed and rain. Only then will the goddess allow the fates to bond us again.’

Perhaps because he was already a Lieutenant Colonel at such a young age. Thus, every time Jonah appeared by the village entrance, he would be stopped and beaten up. After a few times, Jonah gave up and no longer dared to show himself. Even when he headed to the construction site, he would take a longer route, not passing through our village. The last time I heard of the Lloyd family was at the wedding of my marriage to Andy. They died in a blizzard without any money or food. They starved to death in the middle of the cold, harsh night. Just like what happened to me in my previous life.

None that won't shatter her, mine, and everything between us. So I waited. And waited. And waited. It was awful as fuck, and I hated every second of it, but I dug deeper into the pack house library while my men dug up everything on Winter. I'm even looking at things that are rumored to be myths, things that people said couldn't happen. Well what's happening with Winter is not normal, and we've left that realm a long time ago. Nothing about our existence is normal.

The hairs on Nueva's neck rose, and shivers ran down her back as the mirror's energies connected with her Mana. "Relax and let the forces guide you to where you need to go" Perla's voice comforted her as Nueva's vision clouded over and the mirror began playing images in her mind. Darkness encircled her as she entered Inverno. Then, the bottomless dark turned into blinding white as the realm of winter opened up around her. A dense layer of fog consumed the area. There were hardly any traces of the Sun. Instead, mesmerising snowflakes dropped down like soft fluffy cotton covering the trees until they drooped heavily towards the ground. Clear white long, slender shadows and sculptured shapes ro

Right now, I need him. We head into town. We share the town with another pack called Red River. The town has shopping, restaurants and bars. We head to our favorite bar called The Hound. When we arrive several wolves, greet us as we walk to the bar. The owner Tommy pours us whiskey. “You feeling okay?” Devin asks. I hang my head and down my drink and Tommy pours me another. “No man I’m not. I feel lost.” I reply. “Dude go and get her. This feeling is not going to go away until she is back with you.” Devin tells me. “I can’t she doesn’t belong here with me,” I down another drink and get a refill.

I start on the whiskey first. I plan to drive straight through and make it home by nightfall. The earth turns closer towards summer, making the days longer, and the nights shorter. For most wolves, winter is our favorite season because we get to spend the most time with the moon. While spring signifies new life to humans, for our kind, winter is the breath of fresh air that rejuvenates us. To be born at night and winter, is considered a double blessing from the moon.