I Am Snow Black Novels & Stories

Snow covered the whole world in cold white. I laughed, and tears fell with the laughter. But Joanna, I would not live to see three months from now. I was going to die in this winter.

“Mistress, I’ve avenged you!” As the darkness began to pull at the edges of my conscious mind, a sudden, blinding wave of anger surge through me. It wasn't just my anger. Deep within the core of my soul, I could feel Snow rage building up, a roaring, untamed fire that completely incinerated the weakness in my limbs. Don’t hurt Iris! Snow's voice echoed in my head, no longer a whimper, but a terrifying, deafening roar of a protector pushed past her limits.

Clearing his mind he mind-linked the Alpha of his Pack, ‘Derren, has that Snow Wolf Alpha been in touch again? He asked carefully, ‘Why would you ask?’ The Alpha replied in a clipped tone, ‘Because I have her in my car and she has been drugged by the two TV guys I work for. They are taking her to their Penthouse and it is pretty obvious what they intend to do, they have their hands all over her.’ He heard a deep growl from his Alpha, ‘Alpha Alexis is here with me right now, keep her safe we are on our way.’

The pale glow of the moon cast a haunting blue light across the snow as Chloe shivered against the bitter wind. She had no doubt the winter landscape would be a beautiful sight if it weren't for the fact she had been out in the freezing cold for hours. The tense silence around her was broken by the chatter of her own teeth and the rhythmic crunch of boots in the snow as the guards prowled around her and the fourteen other girls currently stood in the snow in nothing more than their underwear.

With that, she quickly returned to her office to work on my unfinished report. Feeling too restless to sit any longer, I got up from my chair. I walked over to the window, looking out at the world but not really seeing anything, lost once again in my thoughts. Ten minutes later, Mr. Snow stepped out of his office, a bag in hand. Today, he had cast aside his usual business attire for a more casual look. He was clad in a cozy charcoal-grey cable knit sweater that contrasted with his blonde hair, paired with dark wash jeans and sturdy black boots. A thick navy-blue coat was draped over his arm, ready for the biting mountain cold that awaited us.

The wolf looks up to me with the most gorgeous silver eyes. It blinks at me before answering. “My name is Snow.” She says in my head. I nod at it looking around at everyone else and see the shocked looks on their faces. “It’s nice to meet you Snow. Can you tell me what is happening?” I asked her.

"Like I can't think straight when you're around. Like everything I've been telling myself about why this is wrong doesn't matter anymore." I couldn't breathe. "Nick, we can't." "I know." "Riley is right inside. Your mother is here. Amanda is watching everything." "I know." "So we should go back in. Keep our distance. Pretend there's nothing between us." "We should," he agreed. But neither of us moved. We stood there in the falling snow, so close I could feel his breath on my face. The moment stretched forever and not long enough. Then the back door opened and light spilled out.

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.”

I sat up, rubbing my throbbing temples, and walked to the window, pulling aside the heavy velvet curtains. Outside, a blizzard raged, blanketing the world in a chaotic swirl of white. And in that whiteness stood a solitary black figure. Daemon was wearing a thin black cashmere coat, completely covered in snow. A layer of frost coated his hair and eyebrows. He stood there, rigid, his gaze locked on the faint light of my bedroom window. I sighed, opened a black umbrella, and walked out into the swirling snow. The moment Daemon saw me, his lips already purple from the cold, he spoke with desperate haste.

Max’s eyes twinkled as he spoke, as if he thought I was literally the best thing this world had to offer. Well I wasn’t. I was just me, Snow. A Vampire Hunter… And now a Vampire as well. “Max, I’m not any of those things, I’m just Snow, the Vampire Hunter. Period. You are mistaken if you think my presence will help your company at all.” I said. He just shook his head in disbelief.