Winter's Heart Book Novels & Stories

“The longer you wait, the louder the whispers become. The council is already restless. They want reassurance. They want tradition. They want to see the boy acknowledged so they can stop wondering if you intend to let the line die with you.” Winter had been standing at the tall window that overlooked the frozen training yard, hands clasped behind his back, staring out at the frozen training yard as though the answer to every question in the world might be written in the drifting flakes. Snow had been falling steadily outside, fat flakes drifting past the glass like ash. The fire in the hearth had burned low, casting long shadows across the stone floor and the heavy oak table where maps and se

That is everything. Winter closed her eyes. The gold flowers pulsed, and the watcher's attention wrapped around her, warm and soft. The story was not over. The story was just beginning. End of Chapter 134

Isabella pov I wish I hadn’t woken up again. I want to avoid this pain that fills my whole heart. Every day I have to keep fighting to just keep breathing in and out. I’m still stuck in that examination room when the doctor said they couldn’t find any heartbeats. The earth stopped spinning that day, I stopped living. Everything that happens after is like an outside-body experience. As if I were not there, it happened to someone else and I stood beside and just watched.

* * * * * * * With the clash of our powers, we break through the night, * * * * * * * * * Four hearts entwined, we’ll rewrite our fate, * CHAPTER ONE Winter If a name could reflect the essence of a person's spirit, mine might as well be a snowflake—beautiful, fragile, and bound to melt into the warmth of obscurity. Winter. It's a name that rolls off the tongues of those who say it, each syllable a reminder that beauty can sometimes be deceiving. People think it's poetic, but for me, it's more like a cold gust that cuts through my heart, an echo of loneliness that lingers longer than any cheerful jingle I hear from the children outside.

"Seems rather dramatic for corporate security." "The most valuable tools," she'd replied then, "are the ones you hope never to use." Now, she studied the blade with new purpose. Alex had given her something she'd never expected to find in her dangerous world: a heart that could break. And she would move heaven and earth—or tunnel through it with her bare hands—to reclaim it. As she turned back toward the collapsed tunnel, a new tremor shook the ground beneath her feet. Not an aftershock from the facility's destruction, but something else. Something worse.

"What does my attitude have to do with me being stronger? Besides, you're a strange wolf, Lyra. You should have the same personality as me and not this irritating kindness you're trying to portray." I wrinkled my nose and gagged as I thought of Winter. She was the only one I knew with such a personality, and it annoyed me. Not only did she think she was better than everyone, but she also made people believe it. Her being kind was one of the most deceptive things about her. And I hated that Winter was with Slade. She seemed to have everything handed to her on a silver platter while I had to fight for everything I had. A knock on the door snapped me out of my thoughts, and I sighed as Daniel y

Winter My heart aches. It aches really bad. Seeing Jacob relying on a cane to take him places and not being able to see the things that surround him, is not what’s making my heart ache, it’s what he did to me. His face refreshes every memory I’ve tried to bury and peels open every wound I thought was healed. I never really had the time to deal with everything he did to me. I was too busy trying to save my life and before I could even process my own thoughts or pull myself together, I’m Winter. A whole new person, an entirely different life to adapt to.

My heart races, deepening my breathing. “You make me feel like taking you right here in the forest,” he whispered. I trembled, hearing the lustiness in his deep voice, but I didn’t want to give in to him. After seeing him in the market with my sister, the feeling hurted more than it could ever be. I ignored him, biting on my lips. He pushed me harder against the trunk of the tree. “Don’t think keeping silent will help you, Winter,” he said rather audaciously. “Today, you have done two things that have greatly displeased me. First, that man who isn’t even fit to be called my rival. Second, the herbs.”

She turned my life upside down. She gave my life... a happy ending! __________________________ THE END_________________________________ Hello my lovely readers! Here we are finally. To the end. It's been amazing putting out my story to you guys. The Frozen Heart is one of my earliest works. I started it back in 2018 and just going back to the story reminded me how far I have come as a writer. This book nowhere close to perfect. I know many of you would think it's a waste of time while many of you loved it. Nevertheless, I enjoyed sharing the story of Sofia and Liam with you guys. I hope you enjoyed my story. Thank you so much for all your amazing support my dear readers! I will see you again

I pressed both hands over my face and sat there in the dark and thought about sunflowers planted in November and a man who looked out his office window at the wrong moment and forgot what he was saying. Outside, the city did what it always did, kept moving, kept glittering, completely indifferent. Inside, something that had been growing slowly for weeks put out another small shoot. Quiet and Unhurried, Like it had all the time in the world.