Digimon Christmas Novels & Stories

Tiny white pieces of plastic simulated falling snow and encircled the jolly soul as he wiggled in a swirling winter wonderland. “That’s pretty cool!” Reid replied, forcing as much fake enthusiasm into his voice as possible. While he attempted to enjoy the holidays for Michael’s sake and though he usually did a pretty good job of pretending, Christmas just wasn’t the same as it used to be. He would manage to get through the holidays, like he always did, but he was certainly one of those people who couldn’t wait to flip the calendar to January.

Your man’s going to spank your ass later,’ he said in his mind before following them. Demie, on the other hand, was still clinging to Aly's arm as they entered the inside of the venue. Christmas decors on every corner, a large Christmas tree was settled on the side with its bright chirstmas lights and a gold star on the top. And with the christmas song played, people smiling at each other, Demie can really feel the spirit of Christmas. Someone meets them, a man who Demie thinks is the same age as Sandro. "Auntie, Merry Christmas," he greeted the woman and kissed her on the cheek.

A storm behind the smiles. Maybe it was me. Maybe it was him. Lena shot across the room like a chaotic missile, skidding into me with a hug that knocked the breath from my lungs. “Jesus Christ, you look like a Disney princess who failed the survival side quest,” she said, tugging my hood down. “Did he cheat with a girl? A guy? A whole choir? Spill.” I choked on a laugh—weak, cracked. “Guy.” She froze. Then whispered, “Oh sweetie… that is spectacularly awful. Well done. You win Christmas.”

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.

I give him a nod and smile then he turns his attention back to Nina, while I make quick work of getting dressed, the whole time my mind drifts back to last night and even more so when I use the bathroom and feel soreness between my legs but it only makes me smile. Once I'm done we step out of the bedroom with an excited Nina bouncing in Riley's arms. "Good morning!" Josh sings out the moment we step into the lounge. "Santa came!" Nina screams when she notices the gifts surrounding the Christmas tree. She squirms in his arms to be let down and he laughs as he does just that. She runs over to the tree as quickly as her little legs can carry her all while constantly shouting her excitement abou

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."

How the hell did that happen? Having no time to process these sudden unexpected mind link powers, I ran and jumped as high as I could muster, at the nearest tree. Clinging onto a branch with all my strength I managed to climb up on it before the rogue beneath me attempted to pull me down. Seconds later the rogue was shot dead by someone in the bushes opposite. I screamed in panic but then out jumped Ben and Daniel in their wolf forms along with a few of the warriors. Ben's wolf was beautiful, thick black fur and and he was extremely strong. Taking down the remaining rogues easily in a matter of seconds. We were finally safe but Ben was furious to say the least. They quickly changed back to

Matteo surprised me with a personalized bracelet, my name elegantly written in diamonds, prompting Izzy to jokingly speculate about their supposed twin telepathy. Seated and munching on Izzy's baked cookies, my phone chimed with a message from an unknown number. As I opened the message tab, it revealed the text – a number followed by a 'Merry Christmas.' I knew who it was immediately as I began typing back a reply. Me: This is a crap Christmas present. I had higher expectations. His response came almost immediately. Dante: My sincerest apologies if the gift fell short of your expectations. I'll consider seeking inspiration from Saint Nicholas for more fitting choices in the future.

I curled up with Chris in his bed as we watched a movie. He’s been worried about me over the past week, which I feel bad about. I hate worrying everyone. Chris surprised me with a home-cooked dinner and a movie; A Journey Back to Christmas, my favorite Christmas movie ever. I sighed as we watched, “What’s wrong?” Chris asked; I shook my head, but Chris was not about to take that for an answer. He paused the movie and straightened up, waiting for me to talk to him.

Christmas break was just around the corner. A high school group chat that had been dead for years suddenly became lively again. Messages flooded in by the hundreds within minutes. Some people talked about how excited they were to reunite, while others sighed nostalgically about how beautiful those years had been. The class president sent me a private message again, insisting that I attend no matter what. I had ignored every invitation before, but this time, I agreed. Because I wanted to see what they looked like once they failed and had nothing left.