You Know Nothing Jon Snow Novels & Stories

"Three brown buckets on a blue field, with a border of white and grey checks. Lord Wull came to Winterfell once, to do his fealty and talk with Father, and he had the buckets on his shield. He's no true lord, though. Well, he is, but they call him just the Wull, and there's the Knott and the Norrey and the Liddle too. At Winterfell we called them lords, but their own folk don't." Jojen Reed stopped to catch his breath. "Do you think these mountain folk know we're here?" "They know." Bran had seen them watching; not with his own eyes, but with Summer's sharper ones, that missed so little. "They won't bother us so long as we don't try and make off with their goats or horses."

His wolf's name is Aaron, Snow told me. You are breathtaking in your wolf form angel. Aaron wanted to take full control. He wants to spend some time with Snow, that is if you don't mind, of course. He mind linked me. Of course, I don't mind at all, I said before giving snow complete control. Finally, I feel like it's been years since you let me have complete control. Now, let me enjoy my time with my mate. She smirked. I can already imagine where this is going to end.

She had more than enough information for them, and the fact he’d jilted her for Zoe meant she’d probably be all too happy to spill the beans. “Oh, shit,” Booker rasped. “What would she know, boy?” “Far too much,” he muttered, clawing his scalp aggravatedly. Stubble prickled his hands. Breathing out a harsh exhale, Jon shook his head. “Fuck.” “What’re you goin’ to do?” “I don’t have a fucking clue.”

The bone shattered on impact, leaving the shoulder a mess of blood and torn flesh. The night air filled with Gregory's screams. As he teetered on the edge of consciousness, Gideon pulled out the spear and raised it again. "Please, sir, spare me!" Gregory finally broke, fear evident in his face. "Now you're afraid?" Gideon's face twisted with contempt. Fighting through the pain, Gregory begged, "Sir, we've never met before, so there must be some misunderstanding. Why are you attacking the Yovarian Guild?" "'Misunderstanding'?" Gideon's rage erupted as he drove his spear through Gregory's left leg. "I am Gideon Snow of the Snow family of Goldspire. Now, do you understand why I'm here?"

He'll hate me if I tell him what I did. "Don't you learn or listen? He's our mate, he'll never leave us no matter what... How many times do I have to tell you that? Goddess why did you bless me with such a dumb human half ?" Snow says then blocks me. Well, Ouch! After a few minutes of silence Dylan speaks up: "You haven't told him?" I quickly spin around and give him a look that reads "shut up!" "Told me what?" Jason asks. Oh I'm so gonna kill Dylan!

She exhaled slowly. The plan was simple. Wait. Watch. Listen. The candle in the great hall would burn long into the evening. The lords would drink and murmur and weigh the meaning of the name Snow. Winter would remain where he was, unmoving, unreadable, while the North watched him hold his son.

She nodded. A look of sheer disbelief took over his entire features as he watched the Princess inspect his snow angel from all angles like an artist searching for imperfections, “...Aria, you literally live in a land where snow is the norm! Are you for real?” Jin asked, still in a state of disbelief. She nodded again. “YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW SNOWMEN?!”

I told my mom, and it was a mistake. "Aren't you related to Mrs. Norris?" my mother asked curiously. "Well, looking at your features, you don't resemble her family." Mom laughed, and Snow nodded somewhat amusedly. "No, I really look like my father," Snow said. "Who is he? Is he a guardian? Because I swear, I know them all, and your features don't look familiar at all," Mom said calmly. "He was from outside the herd," Snow said. "My name is Snow Blake."

,Jonathan moved to the front. "no we found the fuckers who killed our family ",a man steps forward and looks familiar but I can't place him. Helen is groggy as she sits up and gasps. The man snarls are her. "Helen Snow",she grips my hand. "Dwight Snow, I'm shocked this is her mates older brother, your brother was an abuser and piece of work",she adds as he growls viciously. "you still had this pack murder him",she sighed.

"Snow, it's been a long time! I can't believe I'm meeting you here!" Gordon said in disbelief. His eyes were fixed on Snow, completely ignoring Leon. "Snow, do you know this guy?" Leon was shocked to hear that. After that, he looked at Gordon before looking at Snow again. He looked curious, unable to figure out how Snow know the man. "I don't know him! He's just a scumbag!" Snow's face paled. She bit down on her lips as her eyes completely frosted over. She slowly regained her calm.