Winter Schnee Rwby Novels & Stories

*Winter* The car murmured as it glided over the snow-covered roads, a muted contrast to the vibrant chaos of my emotions. I stared out the window, the landscape blurring into a surreal painting of white and muted colors. The snowflakes danced like tiny fairies, swirling and twirling in an intricate ballet around the windshield. I wondered fleetingly if I was still dreaming, my mind teetering on the edge between reality and something far more magical. Each flake was a whisper from a world I felt I had only just glimpsed—the very essence of mystery wrapped in crisp cold.

"The work you're doing is getting attention and people want to be part of it." Adrian and I looked at each other and I saw hope in his eyes. "Tell them we'll be back to work next week," Adrian said. "But this week we're taking time to breathe." "Will do," Maya said, and left smiling. "A week to breathe," I said to Adrian. "What should we do with it?" "Nothing," Adrian said. "Absolutely nothing except exist together." "That sounds perfect," I said. And it was.

A few weeks passed uneventfully until the season of the island gradually changed. Winter was close, and it could be felt in the chilly air. Flakes of snow began to drop from the sky, tiny silver flakes that melted the moment they touched the ground. The sky turned really cloudy, hiding the sun behind a thick curtain of fluffy white clouds. Layla who had never seen snow in her entire life was ecstatic at the sight of the silver flakes. She stretched her hand over the balcony in Riven's room and tried to capture the tiny flakes that fell from the sky.

Once the soft sound of the door closing was heard, she grabbed her coat, put on her slipper boots, and as quietly as possible, walked out into the garden. It was quite cold outside since it was mid-winter. Even though the air was cold and the wind blowing seemed to have the power to make one's ears and nose fall off, it rarely snowed. However, tonight was different. Ryder didn't know when it had started snowing, but when she walked out in the garden snowflakes fell on her nose and cheeks and melted immediately almost as if they were tiny cold kisses sent by the wind. Even though the delicate snowflakes melted the second they touched the ground, the scenery was still beautiful. Maybe because

“This is gorgeous.” “Please tell me you’ve seen snow before.” That rumble is so sexy, even when he’s insulting me. “Yes, I’ve seen snow, Ryker.” “I think I understand my wolf’s fascination with the way you say his name. I like the sound of your voice saying my name. We could listen to you talk about anything. Are you a fan of winter, mate?” “I like all the seasons. It’s just rare to see snow like this. It’s so pretty, clean and untouched like this. Does that last long around here? It never did back home.”

They hit the jagged rocks and the skeletal branches of dead trees, the icy wind tearing at them as they fell. Winter’s head was pressed firmly against his chest by his hand. She couldn't see the world rushing past, only the frantic, thunderous rhythm of his heart drumming against her ear. Snow had fallen a few days earlier. In the valley below, thick layers still remained where the sun never reached. Chris wrapped his arms around her as they crashed into the snow. * Several loose rocks crashed into the snowbank below. Winter’s mind went blank for a moment. When she finally came to, she struggled to pry his arm away from her waist.

No wonder he couldn’t keep a smart girl like her. “Well, we have people who make the money for us while we relax,” I replied, taking the remote while I switched on the TV. We were getting comfortable watching the movie when a sudden loud scream came from Winter. This got me startled, and before I could process what was going on, she had landed on my lap. She squirmed on my lap while I held her tightly. I didn’t say anything while she was on my lap, as she was clearly looking troubled. When she calmed down to look at me, we were barely inches apart.

Until then, he allowed himself to be at peace in the moment. There was an outburst of laughter and Ronin turned his head to the side. Liora was covered in snowflakes and she was flashing Caius one of her winning smiles. The beta reached out with his free hand and tried to flick one off of her nose. Hissing, he pulled his hand back, shaking his fingers as if they were burnt. Even in the soft light, Ronin could see the angry red splotches. That was strange. Snow was always white. Never grey. And it never burned.

Too cold to fall back asleep, Lena tightened Renz's robe around her waist and crawled off of the bed, searching through the room until she found the source of the frost. Her frigid bones pulled hard against the cracked window, until finally the bedroom was fully sealed against the bitter cold. The sky was dark, morning still hours away, but to her surprise, the grounds surrounding Schloss Wolfenbarger had been transformed in the night. Instead of the rolling hills of rich green forests, there was a Sahara of endless bright white. It was the first snowfall of the season, and Lena curled up against the window to watch the flakes delicately fall from the sky, until eventually, the pretty spiral

Then I take the cake from Mick, putting it at the end. Mick and I sit at the table and watch the others play. Ricky is running around with Lucy on his shoulders, while Wilder and Wyatt hold the twins as shields in front of themselves. Wilder has Van, who is shooting a steady stream of water at Wyatt's left shoulder. Wyatt has Val in front of him and she is spraying Wilder in the leg. They are all laughing and I can't help but smile. “Hello?” A voice calls from the side of the house. I see Wyatt's mom, Rose, come around the corner, with Brian and Sara trailing behind her. Sara is Wyatt's fourteen year old sister. She's a real sweetheart.