Winter Novels Novels & Stories

The boom shakes my bones. A wind hits our backs, carrying the chill from the water, and I wrap my arms around myself. Autumn in Maine isn’t any colder than Wisconsin but there’s something about being right next to the water that ices me to the core. Brynn gasps. “I hear footsteps.” One of the heavy wooden doors yawns open, and a tall, thin woman appears. With her gray hair pulled into a tight bun and her black sweater, she looks like a librarian. She’s even frowning at us like a librarian who just caught someone eating in the periodicals section.

The armies kept trying and when they were not able to make a scratch at the two beasts, they decided to retreat, but they could not as Iron was already alive, and he was standing by the road, where stood as the only road they were supposed to pass, he stood and forceful pulled out the last arrow by his chest, and just as said by the priest, the arrow wounded his heart, and that turned around and made him love violent always. He was more than a werewolf his eyes were blazing like fire, the little girl now a dragon, had wing, she must have been a dragon before, and many that went toward the exit were burnt by the fire, the warriors tried all they could, but their strength was not enough, and j

He wished he could have participated in the killing. Darwin, on the other hand, was a lycan between three communities that used both but believed in neither of them. The Winterberg Village, which is home to humans, the Redberg Village, which is home to lycans; the Munster Village, which is home to witches; and the mountainous region, which is home to trolls and other ordinary supernatural beings.

My body betrayed me leaning forward even as my my mind screamed not to. The bond was too strong. A mate bond with an alpha was really strong, not to talk of three alphas. I looked up at the sky. Was the moon goddess playing a trick on me?. Tears gathered in my eyes. Tears that I've sworn to never shed. Suddenly the night disappeared, and all I could see was endless snow. I could feel the cold on my back, my wrists pinned. Hands crawling everywhere… I could still hear them laughing. Those lewd words… My stomach twisted violently. I remembered the cold, the blood, the growl, the wolf and how everything went red.

This is the AU version of Winter's Mate: Fated On Ice without the werewolf element! And it's book 3 of the Keepers Series—the other couples from books 1 and 2 will definitely make a cameo. I hope you like this book as much as I enjoy writing it :) I've been meaning to write a chaotic FMC, so this is it. *** 1 Rosie “You bloody cheating bastard!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, gripping Mia’s little hand tightly for support as I swallowed hard to hide my sheer nervousness.

POV: Amira Cross The cold cut deeper than any blade. It chewed through the flesh on my feet, gnawed at the bones in my fingers, and sank into my lungs like a death sentence. Snow whispered around me like ghosts laughing, while blood—mine—streaked the white beneath me in crimson trails. I didn’t know how many days I had been walking rather did I know where I was going. I just knew I couldn’t stop. Not until I collapsed or disappeared.

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.

I’ll finish the game first and come to the hospital later. The call disconnected. Each beep felt like something inside me breaking. When no one loves you, even dying wouldn’t matter to anyone. By the time I left the hospital, it was already evening. I called Ronan, wanting to talk about the divorce. He didn’t answer. Then suddenly my phone flooded with notifications from a group chat. I opened it. Brynn had posted a video. Ronan was at a karaoke bar named Nocturne, singing a love song to her.

I have a feeling that this year is going to be an even wilder winter. *The End*

Winter arrived quietly. The skies dimmed, the woods thickened with blue shadow, and the world seemed to hold its breath. In Moonrise, peace settled like snowfall. Fields were tended. Children’s laughter filled the main hall. Aria’s daughter, once fragile, now thrived—cherished by all as a living promise. But beyond the warmth of the village, the land held memories older than the pack. Along the northern border, frozen rivers and wind-swept forests stood untouched, keeping their own counsel. There, on a night of rising wind and drifting snow, something ancient began to stir.