Cast Of The Ultimate Christmas Present Novels & Stories

The living room was decorated with a lot of Christmas decorations, everyone was holding a present. “Oh my God.” She muttered as she stared at the smile on everyone’s face. “Merry Christmas girl.” Cassie said walking to her and she giggled. “Merry Christmas.” She replied and let go of Alex and hugged Cassie. “This is for you.” Cassie said handing her a gift. “Everyone got me a present?” She asked. “Yes ma’am.” The maids responded including Logan. “Oh my God.” She muttered and took Scott's present as he walked to her.

"Well, Merry Christmas! Aren't you a jolly, slutty elf!" "Merry Christmas, Papa Charlie," Essence responded merrily, as she kept stroking his now semi-erect dick. "Merry Christmas, you big-dicked Grandpa," Sheila called out from between his legs. "Merry Christmas, baby girl slut," Charlie responded fondly, these double sensations exhilarating, and the ultimate best way to be awakened. The two girls returned to working over his genitals for a couple more minutes, until he was completely hard. Essence then said, "It's time for my first Christmas present, Papa Charlie!"

“Yes, they are.” “It’s perfect timing,” Caterina said, looking proud and wry at the significance of her gift, “that you’re here, Killian, because you and Sera are the last ones on Santa’s list.” “Ho ho ho,” Tommaso said from where he sat by the tree. I barked a laugh and sat on the floor against the couch between Sera’s legs. She rested her hand on my shoulder. “That’s a new sight.” Tommaso handed a box to Dustin, who gave it to Sera. “Merry Christmas, sis.”

"Tessa. You awake?” She snuggled closer to Curtis, made a small sound. “I could be. Why?” “It’s past midnight, baby. It’s Christmas.” “Ooooh.” She struggled to sit up, and he helped her. “Really?” “Umm-hmmm. You want your present?” She gave him a slow, hot smile. “I thought you were going to give it to me tomorrow morning.” “Not that one,” he huffed. “That one’s not exclusive to Christmas.”

she said, leaning against the counter. “Nope.” Nicholas shook his head, and handed the finished, wrapped gift to the woman standing in front of the counter. “Merry Christmas! Happy holidays!” “Such a polite young man.” The woman brought a hand over her heart, and shot a look over at Molly. “Molly Carmichael, this is a good one. You should snatch this one up quick before the other girls in town find out about him.” “Thanks for the tip, Ms. Yarborough,” Molly said. She smiled, but it didn't really touch her eyes. She certainly didn't think of Nicholas the Scrooge as someone she should snatch up quick. “But I'm pretty sure he's already taken.”

Paunchy, clapped me on the back as I entered, his hand lingering a second too long on my waist. “Gentlemen, meet Selena, our very own Santa's Little Helper! She's here to make your Christmas merry.” Cheers erupted, glasses clinking. I scanned the room, heart picking up speed. These weren't office workers….they looked like execs, the kind who closed deals in backrooms and paid for extras.

Her voice is small and broken, so different from the divine power that just shattered half a mansion. Her hair remains white, her eyes still that impossible blue. But the immediate danger has passed—for now. Kai pulls back enough to look at her—his mate, his doom, his salvation. "I saved your life," he says softly and sincerely. "And probably condemned us both." Outside, with what's left of their perfect Christmas celebration, Jackson stands with the rest of the pack. They gaze at the mansion, at the shattered windows and the cracks spider-webbing across stone walls that have stood for a century.

He was standing there in a plain sweater and jacket with his hands in his pockets and an open yet guarded look on his face. “Merry Christmas,” he said. She smiled. “Merry Christmas.” Neither of them moved for a moment. Then Bryan cleared his throat from the living room, very loudly. “We’ll be on the second floor, Perry called. “Not listening.” “Uh uh, not listening!” Bryan echoed. Tyler’s voice followed, quieter.“Have fun.” Peter chuckled under his breath. “Your children are terrifying.”

The third room is locked. I stand in front of the locked door for a long moment, hand on the handle, knowing this is important. Why lock a door in your own home unless you're hiding something? I move on before I get caught. The hallway opened into a massive living area, all windows and modern furniture and that enormous Christmas tree I saw when I first woke up. Presents are stacked underneath, wrapped in silver and white. I wonder if any of them are real or if they're just props in the set design of our supposed perfect life.

He scrambled all the way up and raised his hand, in which he gripped the black cloth that covered most of this huge wall. And everyone fell silent as if on command. Zack took advantage of this and bowed slightly. "Thank you for your attention. I'm not going to ramble on, Tate already said the most important thing anyway." He winked at her and then turned his gaze to me. "Ollie, this is your special Christmas present from Jake and Gabe... and a little bit from all of us, really. We appreciate it what you've put together here, and I think I speak for everyone when I hope that this dream comes true for you and that we see everything here to a successful conclusion." Then he jerked his arm down