Christmas Fnaf Novels & Stories

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."

Just then, I received a call from Gregory. "Hey buddy what's up" he said. "Hey Greg. Good morning and merry Christmas" "Merry Christmas buddy, how is Samantha and Lana" he said. "All good. Samantha is helping Lana get ready for the party" "Ok, don't worry Freddie everything is going to be alright" he said. "I hope so, thanks. Greetings to Betty and the kids". "Sure, see you soon". "And you too" I said, cutting the call. "Hopefully, all will go well" I muttered.

“I told Lizzie about the fairy house we made, Kaleb, and she said she has fairies at her house, but I don’t think so because you need lots of trees for fairies and there’s not any at Lizzie’s...” “Your kid never shuts up,” Kaleb said, awe in his voice. “She’s excited,” was Sparkle’s reply while shrugging. “Christmas is coming.” His features froze over and Sparkle could have kicked herself. Sure, she planned on waking him up to life, but she couldn’t just toss him into the middle of a fire, could she? She had to ease him closer to the warmth a little at a time. “Yeah.” “I know you said no decorations or…”

𝟏𝟑 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 One of my fondest childhood memories during the Christmas season is the tradition of the elf. My parents used to tell me that Santa sent little helpers around the world to check if kids were being good or bad. If they behaved, the elf would leave a small gift, but if they were naughty, the elf would play tricks on them. These elves stayed in our house for almost all of December: during the day, they were lifeless dolls watching over us; at night, they came alive and acted. When I discovered none of it was true and it was my parents leaving the gifts or playing pranks, my heart broke. But I still remember the joy of those moments, which is why I played along when my pare

Blair's POV Never in a million years did I think I would spend my Christmas Eve and my Christmas taking care of someone. I couldn't spend my Christmas with everyone, but today was Boxing Day. Everyone was downstairs opening their gifts, while I on the other hand was praying for Ace to open his eyes. I threw away the water I used in cleaning his body and when I got back to the room, I saw Ace was struggling to open his eyes. I hurriedly ran downstairs and called Noah to my room.

He chuckles, “And I helped Charlie earlier, with the stockings.” She nods, “And once you’ve all gone to bed, Merlin Christmas, a unique variation on Father Christmas, will decorate the house and make everything ready for a wonderful Christmas in the woods, with a snowman war about to erupt on the front steps.” She chuckles,

I went home to rest. The next day, I went in as usual and found the staff busier than normal. There were extra people cleaning and trucks of fresh feed arriving, making the animals restless. Zane must’ve gotten scared. To keep things peaceful over Christmas, he’d finally scraped together some money and splurged a little for the animals.

The wolves can't keep their eyes down; they shift subtly to watch them, trying to comprehend who this girl is—this stranger who somehow commands their Alpha's attention in a way no one else does. "I've been around this town," Ivy starts. "And?" Jackson interrupts, but Kai's glare makes him back off. "Christmas day is around the corner, and it looks like a ghost town." Ivy doesn’t flinch or look away from Kai. "Maybe that's what everyone is used to here, but life can be enjoyable—especially during Christmas. I'm thinking we could organize some activities for the season, bring everyone together, and spread some warmth. For the first night—" "You called my attention for this nonsense?"

he explained, and I nodded slowly in understanding. “That's understandable,” I murmured in response. “So what do you say, habitat, unless you already got plans for tomorrow?” he enquired, and I sighed, running my fingers through my hair as I thought about it carefully. The kids had never actually gone out to have fun on Christmas Eve, and I was sure they'd be happy about this, but why did it feel like I was doing something wrong? Almost like I was betraying Ryan by going out with Farid when he'd made his intentions known.

When Noah Levine came back, Christmas had already passed. I'd thrown that reindeer lingerie into a street trash bin. "Babe, I left in such a rush last night that I forgot to give you your Christmas present." He pulled out a sapphire necklace and swept my hair aside to fasten it around my neck. Because he leaned in so close, I could clearly see the red marks on his neck and smell the sickly sweet perfume that obviously wasn't his. Knowing the scent belonged to my own sister made my stomach turn.