Bernard Santa Clause Movie Mga Nobela at Kwento

**LIA** #Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus, right down Santa Claus Lane...# The familiar holiday tune played softly in my headphones, transporting me to a festive world despite my current surroundings. I closed my eyes, eagerly anticipating my journey back home. I was on a plane, en route to Singapore to reunite with my mom and sister, marking the beginning of a much-needed break from school. It had been a long time since I had been home, and I was determined to make this Christmas special.

People bumping shoulders into one another and the tires shopping carts squealing. The air gives off the holiday rush. I see a little kid crying over a broken candy cane and giggle to myself, been there fine that. Clara eventually takes charge and drags us from store to store. Her list is folded into a paper-thin weapon of command. Jamie keeps sneaking snacks into the cart when she’s not looking — chips, soda and a suspicious-looking tub of frosting. We’re halfway through the list when Clara turns, holding up a pack of ornaments. “Hey, you think these would look good on the tree?”

Jenna and Oliver dozed off together, her head on his chest, his hand absentmindedly stroking her arm. The room felt like safety. Home. At some point, I must’ve fallen asleep, tucked against Blaise’s heartbeat, Storm tucked against mine — because the next thing I heard was Beth whispering loudly: “Just come in — they’re all out.” Blaise shifted, blinking awake. I sat up, rubbing my eyes. And then— Santa stepped into our den. Full suit. Boots. The big red bag slung over his shoulder. Behind him, in a green velvet dress and holly in her hair, stood Mrs. Claus.

Thoughts of how strangely hot my Katie's tits were tonight danced through my head, and I'm sure she could tell by the way my cock gouged along her spine and I was already eager for her present. "Nuh-uh! You're being too naughty for Santa to come tonight!" Katie pulled my hands out of her shirt and defended them from my sneaky fingers. After her modesty was sufficiently upheld, she tilted her head back and gave me her sly wide-eyed smile upside-down, "But Mrs. Clause will be coming for a naughty boy with something nice to unwrap in my bedroom real soon." She stood up and stretched, offering up a great view as she wiggled about and made those adorable "nughh" sounds.

“Do you remember this one? Santa gave it to me last Christmas! I asked for it in the letter Mae said she went to the North Pole to deliver!” “Yes…” Connor smiled, but I could tell by his hesitation that he had no idea about it. “Of course. I’m sure he was happy you liked it so much. Who knows, maybe a goblin in disguise saw how much you cried to get one when Mae took you to the mall for ice cream…” “I wanted the whole crew! But Mae said we were already going to the movies, so we couldn’t buy anything else.” Theo snorted. “But the movie was really cool…”