Erotic Snow White Novels & Stories

A massive bed sat in the center of the room, and he laid her onto it with more gentleness than I would have expected from a thousand-year old leech. Suddenly a part of his sentence of earlier echoed in my brain and my brows furrowed. Snow was just a mute runt for all I knew, what special blood did she have that’ll make her prey to the Wendigo. What the hell does he know that I don’t?” I gripped his shoulder and forcefully yanked him back, my fingers digging into his cold skin. “What do you mean by special blood?” Eric slowly turned, and for the first time since I’d met him, a thin smile stretched across his face. “You don’t know, do you?”

The wind rustled the trees outside, tousling his hair and the hem of his snow-white shirt. It was like a scene straight out of a movie. Back then, the girls silently bet on who'd have the courage to confess first, and I was the one who stepped up without any hesitation. "Lucas, I like you." I looked up at me, and a mocking sneer appeared on his face. "Are you a pig, Susan?" That was enough to wake me up. Gosh, was I really that embarrassing back in the day? Besides, if my memory served me correctly, he only gave me a smirk back then without saying a word.

Continuing their exploration through the book, he turned to a specific page, and Jennifer bent down to examine a sketch of her wolf. “It’s-” she began. “It’s the rarest kind,” he interrupted, his voice taking on a mysterious tone. “A cursed wolf named ‘Snow.’ A beautiful creature who could blend into the snow with her white coat. But her story took a tragic turn when she fell in love with the head Alpha of a pack, not knowing he was already married to a witch.” As he recounted the tale, he skillfully wove a vivid picture of the forbidden romance between the white wolf and the Alpha, their bond as destined mates, and the rage of the witch when she discovered their connection.

DAMON’S POV I still remember a few of my dates who had tried to get my attention by leaving me in the arms of other men in frustration yet, I had not even batted an eyebrow. But there was something about Snow White that filled me with white-hot wrath at the way all the men in the party couldn’t keep their eyes off her the minute we had stepped into the hall, her long white hair which she had straightened flat gleaming under the light.

Snow—my white wolf with cold blue eyes—lifted her head. The witch froze. Good. Even without speaking, Snow radiated lethal grace. My body felt heavier, stronger, and wild. Every instinct sharpened. My paws touched the floor with silent promise. The witch’s fingers twitched, drawing runes in a desperate attempt to defend herself, but Snow was already moving. A blur of white. A sharp snap of bones. A wet crack. In the span of a breath, Snow lunged at her, jaws stretching wide. Teeth sank into the witch’s neck and tore through flesh and bone with merciless precision.

I whispered, and then he was even closer, his hand coming up to brush a strand of hair behind my ear. "Emma," Adrian said softly, and the way he said my name made something tighten low in my stomach. I leaned forward without thinking and he did the same, his breath warm against my lips, and then.... I jolted awake in bed, my pajamas twisted around me and a throbbing ache between my legs that made me want to fuck.

I was so speechless that I laughed. “Really?” I said. “Then Ms. Shaw truly is a kind and generous person. “However, are you sure I am the one who needs mercy here? “Because the people who cut power to the lab equipment were you, Ms. Shaw, and your wonderful assistant Elliot.” Jessica shrieked, “That is a lie.”

"He made those clay dolls for me—one for him and one for me. We'd never be apart." She slowly closed her eyes, and blood stained my shirt collar. "Nathalie... if only I weren't such a fool." Her eyes shut, and her hands slipped from my neck. Then, there was only silence. All that was left in the howling snowstorm was the sound of my crying. … After the snowstorm passed, I made my way down the mountain alone, rushing straight to Riverton City. I got there just as Chester's engagement party was starting. Right when Chester was about to slip the ring on Rose's finger, I burst into the room. "Chester, Janet has passed away, and she sent me to give you a wedding present!"