Winter Soldier Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Rhett sent back. I’m coming. Aldric sent back it was short and quick. Winter went straight for the death wolf’s throat. She had been doing it this whole time so why not try ending this quickly and snapping his head from his body. The death wolf was eager to see her so willing to attack. He remained still waiting for her to get close to her and then shifted his stance ever so slightly. Winter toppled over the top of him hitting the ground and sliding. He turned to line up with her but instead of attacking waited for her to get up. He was toying with her. He loved the feeling of the rage, pain and anger rolling off of her. He loved it because he knew by the way winter looked at him, that he ha

V While rocking Nyra to sleep in my room, a knock on the door broke my concentration. The door swung open, and I yelled, "Come in!" Winter smiled as she walked in. Her absence for months was difficult; I'm so happy she's back. What I hate is that she miss out on me giving birth to Nyra, it hurt her just as much it hurt me, that she could not be here to see that moment of me bringing my little angel into the world. Winter's like a sister to me; we've always been there for each other. Our friendship's true strength lies in our unwavering support for one another, always. “I'm sorry to interrupt. Would you prefer I come back later?” Winter asked.

He left the room. A fierce winter covered the forests with heavy snow-clusters and icicles, and filled ravines to their edges with drifts, so that the whole land seemed a single white plain. Great, sudden storms came, in which men and herds were lost under the pall of snow; roads grew misleading and perilous. A lonely Jaweldur howled in the distance.

This was senseless, his screams were long, and my curiosity overpowered my fear when I looked out the frosted window. My fingertips burned, my head pulsed, and I was so ashamed because I was so hungry, terribly hungry. My mouth salivated when I saw the driver pulled apart. Two masked men in large, white fur coats with mud on them, rubbed along their bodies to camouflage into the forest tore his ligaments apart.

Makai sighed and placed the box on Rex's desk before leaving. "A new alpha, wonderful.” Rex said to the now empty room. As hard as he tried to, Rex could never stop himself from getting his hopes up when it cames to the possibility of finding his mate at these Gatherings. The Alpha taking Winter Wolf's place is his son, Tristan King. Rex knew next to nothing about him, but heard that Tristan is nothing like his father.

On the day I was diagnosed with stage four cancer, Vivian Cross handed me a contract for a divorce reality show. I already knew that meant she'd lost another bet to her secretary, Miles Smith. They'd made ninety-nine bets over the years, and every time, Vivian let herself lose on purpose. She lost the house we decorated for our wedding. She lost the wedding itself. She even lost our son's body, handing him over so Miles could satisfy his twisted curiosity about the human body. Our baby had been seven months along when they donated his remains. He'd been so small. Vivian slid the contract across to me, tapping the papers. "Ethan, I lost another bet. It's just a reality show. Help me keep M

“Let’s see how bright it burns when darkness truly comes for it…” Lyra clenched Rylan’s arm, the bond screaming in her veins. They were running out of time, running out of options, and yet… the fire between them refused to die. And in the shadows, the true threat awaited—closer than anyone realized. The Winter Wraith, sensing the bond, had already begun its relentless hunt, and its next strike would test their love, their power, and their survival like never before.

My legs ached, my lungs burned, but I pushed on. The burden of my boyfriend's betrayal was still fresh on my mind. He really chose to betray me with my stepsister. What a bastard?! I reached the bar’s weathered door and the scent of stale beer and smoke spilled out. Exhausted, I shoved it open and stepped inside. The dim light welcomed me. Then I froze. “Hello, little wolf.” A pair of storm-gray eyes locked onto mine as I entered. They were intense and unyielding, pinning me in place. My wolf surged.

*Aaron* I don't know about you, but waking up next to someone as extraordinary as Winter can do funny things to a guy. Today, I felt like I was plugged into an energy grid or something. I woke from deep sleep, blinking against the golden rays pouring through the window, only to find Winter still lost in her dreams, her red hair swirling around her like a fiery halo. For a moment, I just sat there, taking in the sight, wondering how someone so ethereal could exist in my world. The tattoo on my chest—a northern star—seemed to pulse in sync with my heartbeat, thrumming with the same energy I felt when I marked her.

Two days and then I'd be stuck in a house with Adrian Ashford for an entire Christmas season. More like forced to pretend we could work together when we couldn't even stand in the same room without wanting to kill each other. This was going to be an absolute disaster.