Charlie The Santa Clause นิยาย & เรื่องราว

That very day we ordered our second Christmas miracle. END

I said nonchalantly and Nanny Agatha frowns, “Isn’t he too old to marry a young beautiful girl?” “No Nanny! Santa Clause is not old! He is young. He never gets old. He has told me.” After pausing for a minute I ask Nanny Agatha, “Tell me Nanny Agatha, if Santa grows old then why his pictures of this year shows the same Santa as few years back?”

Inhaling deep, I type out my reply. Me: Yeah, I’d like that. What time do you get off work? Three little dots pop up right away. I stare at the phone, heart in my throat, as I wait for her to reply. I’m pathetic, I know, but this woman gets under my skin without even trying. Charlie: I can be there around six-thirty. Can I bring my cat? Me: Is that code for a sex-thing? Charlie: We’re having dinner as FRIENDS, remember? And no, it’s a “my sister’s dogs won’t leave the cat alone” thing.

Dear Santa, I know you’re not expecting a twenty-three year old who writes smut online whenever she’s horny to write to you about her Christmas present, but here I am, sad and floaty. My boyfriend just dumped me. Scratch that. Ex-boyfriend. You’re not gonna believe his reason. It’s because I’m fat, Santa. I’m not really fat, I’m just… not skinny. Gosh, why do people bother so much about weight? Fat people are literally the cutest. I mean, take a look at us!

Bellatrix's eyes softened and a smile graced her lips when she watched him walk up to Elise, then gestured for her to carry him up. Elise glanced at her first and with her permission, a nod she did not hesitate to give, she lifted him off the floor and stepped closer to Joe’s bed. “Hi Grandpa,” Charlie said, extending the flower. “I'm Charlie, your adorable grandson. I didn't know I was going to see you today, so I didn't bring actual flowers, but please, have this, okay?” He twirled the floor by the stem in front of him. “Lee baby, I told you Grandpa’s sick. He won't be able to–”

Reaching the bouquet hall, she saw Klaus, asking her "Have you seen, Mr Charlie? He's CEO of the company you signed with." Margret replied, "not yet, where is he?" At that moment, Charlie arrived in the hall. Klaus studied Margret, who was trying to catch her breath. He started describing Charlie's looks "he is hot and handsome" Margret froze in her spot, to gather the courage to speak when she saw the person Klaus was referring to, "it a shame he is married with a son, I would have personally proposed to him" Charlie was caught up with some men who were talking to him, he was about to come over "Margret, you will soon go up the stage to perform" Klaus commented.

Jessie laughs more, and Eliza laughs too. Ash takes a picture, and she smiles at him. Charlie comes down, and gasps. “This is amazing!” She comes over to the lounge and sits, then jumps up again to look at the stockings. “We all got stockings?” Eliza nods, “Father Christmas found us all this year.” Charlie looks at her, then smiles, “I have a feeling he’ll find us all every year from now on too.” Jessie grins, and looks up at Charlie,

He acts like his father, badass and all, but he's also a softy inside. "Yes, Chlo-bear?" Langston asked, finally holding a spoon. "Don't Chlo-bear me. What were you doing?!" I said in gritted teeth, "Why is our son covered with Chocolate Icecream?!" Langston's eyes widened when he saw Charlie, "Whoa, what's your costume?" Charlie grinned, showing off some of his missing teeth, "I'm Ice Cream Man! Rawr!" A what now? "Charlie!" Our head turns towards Vanchel, Ivan and Archie's little angel.

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!"

Charlie said, "As the saying in Santabaca goes, 'A bad person lives long.' You will surely live a long life since you are such a bad person. I believe there is nothing serious with you." Billy frowned, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Thanks, but you don't have to try to make me feel better." "Well, you may be heartless, but believe me, there must be nothing serious with you." Charlie comforted Billy by patting his shoulder. In Santabaca. There was still no news about Merlin. Kingsley had Lee keep an eye out for the transportation she took every day. Kingsley was busy all day at his new company. He wanted to run a company that dealt in children's products in Santabaca.