Christmas Digimon Novels & Stories

But I'm also starting to remember how to fight. "Sleep," he says softly, brushing hair away from my forehead. "We have the Christmas gala tomorrow night. You'll need your strength." After he leaves, I stare at the ceiling, planning. The gala is my chance. There will be other people there, witnesses, potential allies. If I can find someone who knew me before, someone who can tell me the truth... The door opens a crack. I close my eyes, pretending to sleep. Damien stands in the doorway for a long time, watching me. When he finally leaves, I hear the soft click of a lock.

Jingle finished last, pulling from her mouth to cum across her tits, white ropes mixing with their saliva on her swollen pink nipples. They collapsed around her, bodies tangled on the rug, the fire's warmth chasing the chill. Santa kissed her forehead, Jingle nuzzled her neck, Frost traced her hip, real men, flawed and fond, in the magic of the night. "Merry Christmas, Dory," Santa murmured, voice thick with emotion. She smiled, spent and throbbing, the fantasy alive in her veins. "Best gift ever."

“Anyone could have fallen into his trap. He is dangerous and clever.” Darius spoke then. “He will come back for you. He needs you.” “Why?” I asked weakly. “I am not special.” Darius looked at me seriously. “You are special,” he said. “You have the same sacred blood as your mother. Only you can break his curse.” My heart skipped. “Break his curse?” He nodded. “That is why he needs you,” he said. “He tried to sacrifice your mother in the past. But I saved her.”

A feminine voice leaves the spirit as it stares at us. "My name is Ember. This is my cat Binx." I motion towards Binx. "And this is my boyfriend Damian." I motion towards Damian. "We mean no harm Sakura." I bow my head out of respect to the spirit. "We will not return if you do not want us to." "You may return, Ember and Binx but he can not return!" Sakura points at Damian. "He is a demon!" She growls out. "He will bring nothing but harm and destruction to this forest! GET OUT NOW!!!!" Her voice shakes the ground causing me to jump.

To the people staring up at them, she imagined it was both terrifying and awe inspiring. She wondered what they had thought when the enormous thunder had flown over earlier, especially if they had seen the people on their backs. Did they begin to realize that the people who had been taken by the dragon during the festival were not actually dead after all? Some of those people were over a hundred years old now, though they didn’t look or seem that old. What would they return to in their villages when this was all over?

she told him. ​ Achilles looked grateful as he took the book and started reading through the pages. “Is it worth reading into more about King Xaveris’s dragon and abilities?” Achilles asked Helga. She shook her head, “No, I’ve read every material we have available on King Xaveris, maybe try and concentrate on texts about Dhampir’s with familiars though, we don’t have much research available, they are so few and far between,” Helga sighed. ​

“You wish. Here does not feel like Christmas, so let us go shop for Christmas trees, flowers, and lots of roses.” “Put those clothes down. Let us go.” I was about to drag her out, but she stopped me. “We do not celebrate Christmas around here, Lisa.” Huh? What was she saying? I noticed that she was twisting her fingers. She only does that when nervous. Are they pagan? That explains it. “Here is the Silvercrest Dominion pack, the strongest of all packs. My father is the Alpha… we are werewolves, Lisa. It is high time I come out of my closet.”

she asked, smirking. The passionate charmer rewarded her with a hearty, masculine laugh that increased her desire for him even more. In response, the lust-filled redhead tried to move her hips to get more of him inside her. However, he countered by shifting his weight to keep her pinned and immobile under his beautifully muscular and firmly sculpted body. All the while, he remained inside of her, still not moving… Still hard. “Aaron, for the love of…” “Di, this is the first Christmas that I have my mate with me. I just wanted to tell you how important you are to me by being the first to greet you… Merry Christmas, Cherry Pie.”

He just started dodging Alex's obvious punches and kicks. This went on for a while and the remaining pack members left what they were doing and they started cheering them on. Damien suddenly used his left leg to fall Alex down. Alex smiled, he was really enjoying it. Damien was so smiling now too. He started moving closer to him and before he went to stand over him, he gave him a big kick at his lower back and Alex shouted in excitement. Damien went to stand over Alex and just when he raised his hand to punch Alex, something distracted him. Elle.

New York is beautiful at Christmas, especially when it snows, but being in this place, well, it just feels magical. The moment we are in there, Riley plucks Nina up and places her on his shoulders, causing her to squeal with laughter, resulting in my cheeks hurting from smiling so hard. Only soon my smile turns into laughter that causes tears to fall down my cheeks as Josh starts running off like an excited child while shouting "Let the fun begin!" while Riley starts chasing him with a squealing Nina still on his shoulders.