Winter's Mourn Novels & Stories

And you can forget about a comfortable retirement! I stood in the doorway, coldly watching this scene unfold. My mother-in-law's hand trembled. She whipped around and met my eyes. Her face went deathly pale as she fumbled to end the call, her lips quivering. "Graham... You... Why are you home?" She stood frozen in place. She darted her eyes away, looking like a child caught doing something wrong. I looked at her, feeling a pang of bitterness. I let out a soft sigh. "Grace, even though Arya's gone, I've always treated you like my own mother."

Just like what happened to me in my previous life. When I heard of their death, the weight on me was instantly relieved. Those who brought about my tragic end were gone at last. The winter of my life ended, and I was heading toward spring.

Then paused before adding, “Wait! Send me the media asking for an interview.” I could hear the excitement in my PA’s voice before I disconnected the call. I opened the door to see the kitchen was a mess. Flour littered the floor, with some kitchen utensils scattered about. Upon walking closer, I saw Winter by the sink, her index finger under the running tap. “Are you okay?” I asked, rushing towards her. This caused her to turn to me. “I was bored, so I tried to bake,” she said, casually. “What happened?” I asked, but I didn’t need an explanation to know what had happened.

Enzo, too, wherever he might be, was bound by the love that had tied us all, and his journey was one of finding strength again amidst the ashes of heartbreak. My heartached with the longing to mend things between us, mend the world that felt shattered by loss. For after all the farewells were spoken, there remained the whispered promise of reunion—a hope forged by love and sustained by everlasting bonds. Even in death, Winter's spirit transcended the veil, leaving us not with the chill of emptiness, but the warmth of memories destined to keep her alive within us.

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

“Winter.” “I don’t want to hurt you.” Chuckling, I saw the smile spread for the first time since before the fight. “You can’t hurt me, Winter.” “That’s not…you know that’s not what I mean!” I slapped his chest. “Your brother just died. I’m not…it’s okay to mourn him, Cas. We can wait. I don’t need this now. I will survive. We will survive. I love you. I intend on loving you for as long as I still breathe. I can wait.”

"Hmm, this is hard...I'm gonna choose owl city and before you exit. You?" "The 1975, Twenty-one pilots and owl city." "Song?" I asked. He paused to think then said, "Fireflies by owl city." I nodded in agreement...Hmm, he has a taste. "Mine is, I see fire by Ed Sheeran, Kill em with kindness by Selena Gomez, I won't give up by Jason Mraz, yeah plenty." Then I think about another question. "What is your favorite season?" "Winter." He said. I smiled, "Copycat. Mine is winter also." I said.

"What happened?" "Alpha, Winter. Winter has been poisoned."

she said. At the kingdom of winterfall, it was the day of queen Aurora's burial. Sad tunes of songs were played as fairies sobbed. The queen’s body was clothed with a white gown, a flower crown on her head as she was placed on a raft made of green and white sticks and leaves. Elvenia sobbing uncontrollably came by her side and said “why did you have to leave so soon, please Wake up I really miss you” she said. Elena came by her side comforting her, wiping off her tears, assuring her that everything will be okay.