Bernard Santa Clause Movie Novels & Stories

"I know I'm overstepping my boundaries, but I need to talk to you right now," said Leonard firmly. Rachel hesitated before she yielded. "Go ahead, Mr. Richmond." "Follow me." Leonard didn't think the crowded hospital was the right setting for private discussions. With that, he took the lead and walked out. Rachel watched his departing figure with a mix of emotions. He had given her a very special Christmas last night. She hadn't expected him to personally dress up as Santa Claus to entertain her. It must be hot and exhausting to wear that heavy costume.

This man accompanied the children to watch a movie, yet actually had a perfunctory attitude, and he always denounced her care for the children, could this be considered enough to slap him in the face? Mariana had something to ask him, so she pushed open the door and entered. "Mommy..." The little fellows turned their head at the same time, and when they saw her, they immediately cried out in joy. Mariana pointed to the screen and said, " Both of you watch movie, and Mommy has something to talk to your father." Bernard squinted slightly. Seeing that this woman had come back so early, he no longer felt so depressed in his heart.

After Mass, Kate and Nate buy rice cakes at the town square. One is the awesomely purple puto bumbong and another the yellow bibingka. They also buy roasted chestnuts and bring all the treats home to Mr. and Mrs. Lapuz. On one trip to a very crowded shopping mall, Ecto sees a Santa Claus impersonator. Curiously, the Santa is Caucasian and not brown-skinned like most of the Filipinos. Of course Ecto has already figured out by himself that Santa isn’t real. To his surprise, after they get back home, Kate insists on teaching him the hooman custom of hanging a stocking.

By the time Yves Golding got home, it was already midnight. I was lying in bed, staring at a photo of him and Melissa Lane. His abs showed faintly beneath his red Santa suit as she leaned against them, eyes shyly closed. Their colleagues had left comments below the post, saying that they were a perfect match and that Yves was quite bold. Melissa commented, "You guys, stop making things up. Mr. Golding was just being kind by keeping a lonely soul like me company for Christmas!"

Once her slippers were on, she headed into the kitchen. But no Elijah… He wasn’t even there… But there was a brown paper bag on the counter, her name sprawled across it. Starlight grinned as she opened the bag and found a large breakfast burrito wrapped in foil inside. And a note. She pulled out the note and carried her burrito to the kitchen table. It read: ‘On the first night of Christmas, my Star took from me: sleep. But I’m not complaining. Not one bit… Be back with the Thomas clan around 9:30 a.m. Take it slow, little Star… E.’

Then she leaned in and stage whispered, "Don't play her for money. You'll lose your shirt." Kiki laughed. "Oh, I believe that!" "Check," Abby announced again, her voice matter of fact, concentrating hard on the game. "Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas!" a voice resonated throughout the house. Kiki looked over and Santa Claus himself filled the doorway, dressed in a red suit, sporting a natural white beard, and carrying a sack filled with toys. Smiling executives dressed in business suits--both men and women--from The North Pole Lodge, were with him, carrying packages wrapped in brightly colored paper.

“I’m going to need repair parts for the door from the hardware store. Maybe we can combine trips and get your groceries at the same time. We’ll need to go soon.” “Can I have an ice cream?” Julia asks, excited by the prospect of a trip to Main for only that reason. “An ice cream!? What would you want that for? It’s winter. It’s too cold for ice cream!” “It’s not winter! I haven’t even had to wear my coat, Daddy! Winter’s not coming this year.” “But it’s only a few days until Christmas. How will Santa deliver presents if there’s no snow?” Julia casts me a bored flat stare that reminds me of her mother, especially with her gorgeous blue eyes and raven hair. Matter-of-factly, she replies, “Santa

It lasted only a second before he turned away. “Elena! You like bunna?” Milka asked. “He’s cute, huh?” I offered her a smile. “So coot,” she sighed happily. “Dadda, my have a bunna?” Conor looked at Chloe, who grinned and sat back as if to say, “She asked you, not me.” “I’m not sure, baby. Let’s see when we get home, okay?” “My ask Santa for a bunna.” “Santa doesn’t bring bunnies,” Aiden said, leaning back on his hands. “They’d get cold in the yard. He gives moms and dads tickets to buy bunnies in the summer.”

"Ooh, yes! Zayne, tell me. Do you agree the Easter bunny is the mother of Santa and bore him to the tooth fairy? And do you also agree that Christmas is to show his love for his wife, Frankie?" "Frankie? I thought it was Draculaura?" Star asked with a sick grin as if planning to strangle her friend. "No, why would Santa marry a vampire? That makes no sense," Larissa giggled while Star sank her teeth into her bottom lip. "Neo," she brayed, warning him to do something before she tried to kill someone. Neo chuckled. Looking at me, he silently begged me to agree and end the conversation. "Sure, what you say." I shrugged.

As if he could read her mind, he answered her silent questions at once… "I picked them up from the basement parking, right after you threw them out from your car. I just happened to be there at that time. I also chose to make these my Christmas angels this year. So, no matter what you decide regarding us, I'm still taking care of MY KIDS for this holiday season. That means they'll be expecting more presents from me and that's because of these angels," he explained with his sweet, charming smile in full force. And once again, she melted…