Romans & histoires Winter's Mourn

“Focus on the window. Show me where you are. I can sense you, but it’s muffled. We’ve come as far as we can on foot. If I let my dragon out now without knowing where you are, he’ll destroy everything until he finds you.” I knew Valen wanted me to say I’d forgive him if he did that and I wanted him here so bad that I almost did, but I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if that happened. My clan had done nothing wrong. They’d believed the words of their queen just as any loyal subjects would. Looking back to the window, I took in as many details as I could, knowing it wouldn’t be enough. There was snow. And more snow. Surprise. Beyond the open field there was a line of pine trees. Off in the

Carla was strict but in a limit. Gabe just reached to the funeral, he was wearing a simple black shirt with black pants and a coat. "Winter..." his voice echoed around the graveyard. The moment she turned towards him, she burst into tears. Gabe strode towards her and hugged her. He caressed her hair and whispered, "Hey, it's okay..." "She left me, Gabe," Winter wailed. "It's okay...you're okay..." he spoke in hushed tones. The funeral was almost over, the guests slowly began to go to their homes.

Both taken by darkness, and I remained here, numb and lost, struggling to understand what it all meant. I turned back to Winter, who was still kneeling, her fingers trembling against the wet floor. Her anger seemed to fade away, replaced by a somber resolve. I took a cautious step toward her, bracing myself for what was to come after what we had just seen—friends lost, brothers torn apart, and shadows lurking, waiting for the next moment of despair to latch onto.

Silas pov There have been some days since the meeting with Martin and Philip but we have not found any more information on the Winter. co and every attempt to contact the owner has been in vain. Maby because they are moving their head office here but I feel like we are missing something important. There is a knock on my office door and Tristan walks in. ” Silas I have news for you!” Tristan says and before I get the chance to answer he continues to talk. ” One of my contacts called me just now and told me that the owner of Winter. Co is having a meeting at the company today” I look at him with a frown on my forehead.

"You did." "Look, I'm not trying to say that you're a liar or that any of these is a lie, but the thing is, I don't seem to know any of these things you're talking to me about. I'm not whoever you're taking me to be. My name's Winter, not Vinci and I'm a girl and not a man —”

The car moved through Saturday afternoon traffic, slower than at night, the city going about its weekend business, people on sidewalks, a farmers market on one corner. "She knew every word," he said quietly after a while, so as not to wake her. "She practiced for two weeks," I said. "Gerald heard it approximately forty times." "He seemed to hold up well." "Gerald is stoic." "She found us immediately," he said. "When she came out." "She always finds her people." He was quiet for a moment, something moving through his expression that was private and careful and very present. "I missed the winter one," he said. "The flowers weren't…" He stopped.

How many more are we going to lose, because of me? I saw Janus taking a deep breath, lifting his arms to the sky, and a gust of wind lifted the remaining ashes of Henri’s body in a mini dust devil. It sped away into the night. Hunter, Teo and Tasha lifted their heads to the sky to howl in unison. Their voices a mournful choir resonating through the stillness of the early morning. ***

If that's all enough. Almost all the mourners who came cried when the coffin containing Evie's body began to be lowered into the grave, the clear sky turned dark and a cold wind swept over the mourners. The leaves on some of the big trees began to move in the gust of wind, they whispered in a language that could never be understood but could be felt. That the language of the pain of losing someone they know a daughter, sister, friend, and lover who has been swept away by a gust of cold wind.

The last thread of Ethan’s self‑control snapped. He lifted his leg and kicked Olivia hard across the legs. A horrifying scream tore from her throat. Her legs collapsed beneath her, limp and twisted in a way that made it clear they were broken. Her whole body trembled from the pain, yet she still glared at Ethan with venom in her eyes. “Ethan… you are going to pay for this. “You will lose Vivian, your company will collapse, and in the end you will have nothing left.” Ethan stared at her suffering without a trace of pity.

All the peace I had found here was gone the moment he appeared. I sank down into a crouch and covered my ears. “Go away!” After that hysterical shout, John went silent. A cold gust slipped through the window cracks, making me shiver. I did my best to ignore him and finally calmed myself down, I tried to ignore him. However, soon after night fell, a neighbor pounded on my door. “Dr. Summer, there’s a man outside who looks like he’s about to freeze to death. Do you know him?”