Cursed Santa Novels & Stories

Anna fully well understood why they were running after her, but then they should cut her some slack; whatever happened these past few days isn’t her fault, so they have no reason to chase her like she stole their Christmas presents. Speaking of Christmas, Anna cringed when she remembered her childhood, those pathetic days when she would sit under the Christmas tree, waiting and hoping that Santa will bring her presents. The most amusing thing that happened to Anna was that she did see Santa; just that it wasn’t the old man with a long white beard. The Santa that brought gifts to Anna happened to be her father Ford Smith, and she found him dead on their porch that night. Shaking her head to g

"I'm back with Taren." Taren extended his hand. "It's nice to see you again." "The pleasure is mine," Mr. Cummings replied, shaking his hand. "What can I do for you today?" Taren glanced over at Kiki and then turned back to the man who looked so much like Santa Claus. "Christmas presents." "Christmas is over," he replied. Taren nodded, his lips curling into a smile. "Yes, but we didn't get to celebrate properly, so we're going to make up for it tonight."

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."

Years ago, a witch cast a prophecy over me. She said I was the cursed wolf, an abomination who would bring the pack to ruin. My parents believed it completely. Locked me in the cellar that same night and left me to starve. My older sister, Sia, fought like hell to keep me alive. When the pack came for me, she stood in front of every single one of them, crying as she tried to shield me. "She's not an abomination. She's never hurt anyone." Because of those words, when the Alpha fell for her but still feared me, that so-called abomination, I volunteered for exile. Walked away from the pack forever. Before I left, I gave Sia a charm. Told her, if anyone ever laid a hand on her, just speak into i

I can execute my plan without getting my hands dirty! "You might be in shock, please prepare yourself." "I can accept all the facts, just tell me." "Cassandra was sold by Smith, she didn't escape to Pack Nexus. Who was Cassandra sold to? Jayden. They had a one-night stand, Cassandra got pregnant and Jayden asked her to marry him, because only Cassandra broke his curse. Jayden was cursed by a witch not to be able to have offspring, do you know who the witch was? Yes, Isabela- The curse is broken if Jayden connects with a she-wolf with healing abilities. Only your daughter has that ability, so she can get pregnant with Jayden. From this story, you can see why Cassandra wanted to leave Jayden,

explained Ethan to the man he called 'Uncle'. The man's name was Jhony Redorge. The largest shareholder of R company. One of the conglomerates in his homeland. At once, the father of the famous actor, William Redorge. "What exactly happened with her?" William asked Anthony. "Did she just go into shock, stress or something?" Instead of answering, Anthony even asked back. "Apparently, yes. Is there a problem with that?" William. Anthony took a seat near Leona who still looked exhausted. "Did you know if you have asthma, Miss?" asked Anthony. Leona shook her head slightly.

the woman replied after wiping her mouth. Luna thought deeply. It was better to call her aunt because that was a lot respectful than just calling her by her name. Even though they only looked like they were the same age, she was still the one who served as her parent from childhood until now. "What was your question anyway?" "Why was I cursed? Wait. Maybe this is the better question to ask, how did I end up having a sacred curse that only gods can cast? In a book I have read before my curse was lifted, Lock and Chain Curse can be only bestowed by the gods. A sacred curse is a high-level curse that was for people who have sinned greatly. It was used to make them suffer all their lives while k

“Try going to the Balkans if you want to free the prince's soul, maybe you'll find another clue, but I'd rather you don't help him. Let him die in a moment. In fact, the curse cursed forever. The prince will not be able to move, until the age that has been determined by God. Although he does not eat or drink, he is still alive, but his life, as we can see, just lays stiff. I know it all because my uncle also got the same curse. My uncle loves to steal and rob, and kill innocent people. At that time Selena immediately cursed him.” Helena felt stupid. She knows nothing about this. She was taken aback by Winter's words, didn't expect her sister to have such strong magic power. “All right, thank

As always, these stupid Curse that I have always comes when it wants. And I don’t have anything to stop it or prevented it from happening to me, as annoyed as I am, right now, there is no helping me at all. The worse thing about the curse ‘Lust Overdrive’ is that if I don’t calmed it down, the effect on my body and even my sanity will be rather bad, heck according to T.A.S I might even died from these curse if it doesn’t got handled correctly. Usually, when I am home, I can just handle it personally or get help from Hwang Hwa Young. But now that I am out here, I don’t know it these will kill me or not.

All those did not matter when all they thought of me was that I needed to be cuffed and silenced! Father Cassimir was - I’m not even sure who he was. He was a man of God. One sent to our village by the catholic church, to spread the word of God, after Father Lucius died of pox. Unlike Father Lucius, Father Cassimir was younger. Still almost double my age, with a nasty uncombed beard and such a disgusting smirk that he’d offer the younger women. He smelled like incense and his eyes held a strange predator gaze that always made me feel sick and unsafe when he’d cast a glance my way. He had been invited not just once to dine with us, but everytime he came into our house, I felt violated and as