Winter Usernames Novels & Stories

The winter solstice arrived with a quiet, breathtaking severity. By mid-December, the high alpine ridge was locked in a deep, pristine freeze, encased in thick blankets of white snow that muffled every sound in the forest. The wind howled down from the jagged northern peaks, driving sub-zero temperatures against the thick, insulated logs of the cabin, but inside, the atmosphere was a sanctuary of amber firelight and steady, enveloping warmth.

Yours, Wyatt’. Hah, the motherfucker thought I’d be a good little Luna now he’d been inside of me. He was in for a shock. I did, however, put on the dressing gown. Back when Mason had been Alpha the heating was never on in winter to save money (nor air conditioning in summer). Winters involved heavy layering and moving as much as possible to generate heat for fear of frostbite. But ever since Wyatt had arrived the heating head been on full blast every day turning the Alpha Mansion into a comfortably warm retreat on icy winter days. Now I could wear comfortable sleep and loungewear without freezing my ass off I was not giving it up, not even to make a point. The silky fabric caressed my skin

I still felt the pain from his rejection and maybe it's better to be apart for now After cleaning my teeth and washing my face a bit roughly till it felt red, I finally left the bathroom and went over to the wardrobe to find something appropriate for the weather. It was winter again and everywhere was so cold and white, for now, training was very hard and most pack mates preferred to remain inside the pack's house. It was difficult to track someone because their smell was covered by all the snow and they could easily hide their footprints too because different creatures roam around easily too. Not my favorite season at all, I couldn't go to the playground or beach because the water was so co

Her hair draped over her shoulders like she was the goddess of the goddamn ocean and maybe it was just me but I think she illuminated in the water. We played in the water for quite a while before finding our way back up. We kept splashing water on each other like children and competing with each other who could hold their breath under the water longer. The first time Winter dived in and didn’t come back out in thirty seconds, I was scared she had drowned but it turned out she’s just a werewolf with aquatic powers. Going into the water was fun and going back up was not as difficult as I thought it would be. I guess just never took enough interest in the water and I’m glad I never did because

Winter in Vampire's World is cold but also beautiful and poetic. In the past, Brawen had gotten used to the low temperatures in this place enough that she didn't need to wear a scarf anymore. But now the temperature is bone-chilling, the roof is still frozen. So Brawen had to pull out a shawl and wrap it around his neck.

He smiled at me. His eyes are pure and sparkling, like the image of a river that flows continuously after the hard ice is melted during spring. The leaves start to regrow themselves after the cold winter, the green lush is back, and animals are coming out of their hibernating period to play and roam the forest. Staring at this guy makes me want to wonder; is having winter season helpful? Winter freezes everyone and anyone cold. If you don’t have warm packets and thick clothing, you will die.

It’s claws are raking against the windows as it marks the unstoppable force of nature and its endless cycle of seasons. Winter is coming, whether I'm ready for it or not.

Winter came early this year. Already at the end of November Frost was above the fields behind the house. In the morning the windows were full of ice flowers, and each of the children suddenly developed a dramatic personal tragedy about how unfair school is in cold. Jonas claimed that his fingers would “freeze medically” if he Waste had to get out. Mira regularly hid under three blankets at the same time and explained that she would the winter just slept like a bear. And Kai continued to run outside without a jacket, which every time in the same fight with

Ethan said. She looked between us. "The plan for zone three," she said, pulling her growth chart from somewhere I hadn't seen her carry it, "is bulbs, things that go in now and come up in autumn. Ms. Park found a list." "Of course she did," I said. "Shade tolerant," Lily said. "Because of the apple tree." "Smart," Ethan said. "It was Ms. Park's word," Lily said. "But yes." Ethan put the middle three waffles on the table, they were good. Right temperature, right colour, the particular result of forty-five minutes of early morning recalibration. I ate mine, he watched me.

"How many times do I have to remind you that we're not in Winter Forest anymore? There are real seasons in Valoria, Maeve. Not just Winter and Break-up." I grunted, pulling away from her as she reached for my face with a glob of yellowish salve on her fingers. Gemma was right, though. Our springs and summers back home were brief and often chilly. Break-up signified the breaking up of the ice over our rivers and lakes, basically another word for spring. But the snow still hung on the mountains even in late summer, most of it never melting at all. "I just wanted to wear Rowan's jacket, that's all. It's not even that thick, you know. It's a flannel."