Elf On The Shelf Printable Goodbye Letters

My mother was once adored and protected by three men. As such, I had three fathers. After her death, I was raised by one of the greatest doctors, the richest man in Theala, and an award-winning actor. For 13 years, I was showered with overwhelming adoration. That was until three years ago—the day they adopted Erin, an orphan girl. From then on, they began to dote on her. When she accused me of stealing her necklace, they tore my room apart in their search, smashing my most cherished music box in the process. They only felt remorse when they saw me sobbing over the shards. As compensation, they bought me every music box they could find. When she claimed I mocked her for being an orphan, they forced me to write a hundred apology letters as punishment. They only massaged my hands in remorse upon seeing them trembling so badly that I could no longer feed myself. When Erin accused me of shredding her gown, they locked me in the dark basement, starving me for three whole days. When I was let out, they were filled with remorse upon realizing how much weight I had lost. Their bloodshot eyes watched over the grand feast they prepared as an apology. All of that lasted until Erin poisoned my cup of water. I kept coughing up blood as my body grew weaker by the day. Daniel only diagnosed me with malnutrition and made me take prescribed supplements. Unbeknownst to him, those supplements only hastened the poison's effects. After I collapsed at school, I went to the hospital for treatment. "You only have three days left to live," the doctor said. Why then… Why did my fathers drown themselves in sorrow and kill Erin after my death?

ALICE RILEY “I like you; you’re a wonderful girl. But your stubbornness? I can’t deal with that. Unless you change—” Before he could finish, I said goodbye and walked out. Just a week into dating, and all he could see was my so-called obstinance. Honestly, dating wasn’t my thing. Men admired my looks, sure, but my mind? That was a different story. A few dates were all it took for them to brand me as headstrong or argumentative. I was okay with that. I had no intention of changing myself to fit someone else’s expectations. Then came Vivian Scott, the enigmatic CEO of Scott Group. He was unlike anyone I’d met before. Why wasn’t he running for the hills like the rest? Did he actually think he could tame me, bend me to his will? VIVIAN SCOTT I had everything a man needed to make women swoon—looks, power, status, and wealth. Becoming the CEO of Scott Group at a young age had made me responsible, but it hadn’t dulled my appetite for fun. Whenever I encountered a beautiful woman, I knew exactly how she’d react. I never missed an opportunity to tease and charm my way into her good graces. It was all harmless fun—short-lived and never serious. That was until I met Alice Riley. Alice was gorgeous, no doubt, but it wasn’t just her beauty that intrigued me. Her sharp wit and unyielding attitude set her apart. She wasn’t like the women I’d known before. Unfortunately for her, she thought that throwing up walls and flaunting her defiance would keep me at bay. What’s more thrilling than conquering the impossible? I was determined to bring her to my track! __________ Cover Image Credit: Image by Freepik

Kyla Eclipse is the true-born daughter of Beta Albert Eclipse of the Moonveil Pack. At just five years old, tragedy rips her world apart after a bandit attack leaves her mother dead and Kyla lost in the woods for ten years. There, she is taken in by Wynona, a mysterious witch who teaches her forbidden magic and warns her to guard their secret with her life. One day, when Kyla is fifteen years old, she stumbles upon a flyer with her face on it. It also has the name of her pack and a map to find her way home. She says her goodbyes to Wynona and makes her journey back to her father. But the pack she returns to is nothing like the one she remembers. Her father has remarried the cruel Claudia, who has thrust her own daughter, Vivica, into Kyla's place. Vivica thrives as the Beta's "true" heir, while Kyla is tormented, mocked, and scarred by the mysterious fire that nearly kills her the night she comes home. Three years later, Vivica is engaged to Tormund, the Alpha's son and the only man Kyla has ever loved. But just days before the wedding, Vivica takes her own life, leaving behind letters blaming Kyla for her misery. Enraged, Tormund goes into the woods to release his anger, only to suffer a tragic accident that leaves him crippled forever. Desperate and heartbroken, the Alpha and Luna promise anything to the one who can heal their son. Under pressure from her father, Kyla's darkest secret is exposed when he reveals that he knows about her witchcraft. Cornered, betrayed, and desperate to seize control of her fate, Kyla faces the Alpha and Luna with an unflinching demand: "I can heal Tormund... but my only wish is to marry your son."

James Wesley has hated me for a decade after his childhood sweetheart passed away. He requests to be transferred to the frontier the day after we get married. I write him countless letters in those ten years to win back his favor, but his response is always the same. "If you truly regret it, why don't you hurry up and die?" However, after I am abducted, James storms the bandit's hideout by himself and saves me. He suffers multiple bullet wounds, but before he succumbs to his injuries, he uses the last of his strength to slap my hands away. "The thing I regret the most… in this life… is marrying you. If we get a second chance at life… please… don't bother me anymore." His mother, Felicia Axford, sounds regretful during the funeral. "It's all my fault, James. I shouldn't have forced you to marry her…" His father, Jeremiah Wesley, stares at me, his eyes burning with contempt. "You forced Emily to take her own life, and now you also caused my son's death. You're nothing but trouble, so you should just die!" Even Xavier Bowen, our troop commander, who was responsible for facilitating our marriage in the first place, shakes his head and sighs. "I shouldn't have played matchmaker. I let you down, Mr. Wesley." Everyone feels sympathetic toward James, including me. On the night I am discharged from the troop, I swallow some pesticide and die in the middle of an abandoned field. When I open my eyes again, I realize I have returned to the day before my marriage. This time, I am determined to fulfill everyone's wishes.

Adrian Wells just wants to be left alone. Quiet nights, warm tea, and his sketchpad are all he needs to survive in a world that has taken too much from him already. Scarred by the fire that claimed his family and plagued by anxiety that keeps him from truly living, Adrian has grown used to solitude. But someone else has been watching—and waiting. When a black box appears at his doorstep, filled with unsettlingly personal gifts, Adrian brushes it off as a prank. But the messages grow bolder. The intrusions into his life become impossible to ignore. Someone knows him. Someone sees him. And that someone is Evan Thorn. Evan isn’t just a stalker—he’s a protector in his own twisted way. Rich, intelligent, and obsessive, he believes Adrian is his to love, to shield, to possess. From anonymous letters to watching from the shadows, Evan orchestrates a careful descent into Adrian’s world, eliminating anyone who gets too close. But he isn’t the only one watching. When a more violent rival stalker emerges, Adrian finds himself caught between two versions of danger: the chaos of the unknown and the devil he’s slowly come to understand. As the walls close in, Adrian is forced to rely on Evan—the very man who shattered his sense of safety. What begins as fear turns into something darker: a toxic intimacy that blurs the line between captor and comfort. As Adrian starts to feel seen for the first time in his life, he questions whether love can grow in the shadows—or if it’s just another kind of cage. In a story about obsession, trauma, what, If someone breaks you just to put you back together, is that still love? And when you finally escape them, do they ever really leave?

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My mate Garrett inherited the Alpha position after his brother, the former Alpha of the Silver Claw Pack, was killed in the war against the Rogue wolves. And along with it, he inherited his sister-in-law Sarah. From that day forward, he gave me his love, but gave his resources and privileges to his sister-in-law. He claimed she would face cruelty from pack members without the protection of an Alpha, so he took her to Moonhaven Sanctuary—the most secure settlement in the entire Northern Territory—while leaving me behind in the abandoned, low-ranking wastelands of our pack. Every month, he wrote me five letters expressing his longing and affection, yet gave all hunting spoils and money to his sister-in-law. When Rogue wolves invaded, my mate dispatched the pack's strongest forces to protect her and her two children, while my two pups didn't even wait for my return from the hunt. They died cold and hungry, torn apart and devoured by Rogue wolves. Later, I finally managed to wait for my mate Garrett's return. He didn't shed a single tear for our children and told me he wanted to break our bond. "Ember, Sarah can’t keep Luna position anymore so that she can't enjoy the privileges that come with it. My brother died protecting me, so I must protect his widow and her children. " "Don't worry, once her children grow up safe and strong enough, I'll break the bond with her and re-establish our mate bond, because I only love you." He continued. The backlash from the broken bond tortured me until I was barely alive, and I ended my own life. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day my pups were brutally killed. This time, I didn't leave my children to go hunting. Instead, I took them with me to claim everything that rightfully belonged to us...

"Anak ko ang nakasalalay dito, Jessa, kaya hindi mo kami masisisi kung gumawa man kami ng bagay na kahit alam naming makakasakit para lang madugtungan ang buhay ni Clyde." Mapait siyang ngumiti. Tinignan niya si Xyrius na nakatingin sa kanya sari-saring emosyon ang nagsasalimbayan sa mga mata nito. Iniiwas niya ang tingin dito at bumaling kay Giselle. "Gusto kitang saktan, kung puwede nga lang patayin kita ngayon." Dumaan ang gulat ang takot sa mga mata ni Giselle. "Pero hindi ko gagawin dahil baka mamaya buntis ka na pala. Baka nakabuo na pala kayo ng asawa ko. Sayang yung sakit na nararamdaman ko kung mawawala lang yung batang magdudugtong sa buhay ni Clyde." Pinunasan niya ang luha niya gamit ang manggas ng damit niya. Saka tumayo ng tuwid. Naglakad siya at ng na sa tapat na siya ni Giselle huminto siya. Hinubad niya ang wedding ring niya at iniabot ang kamay nito saka inilagay roon ang wedding ring niya. "Tutal makapal naman ang mukha mo 'wag ka nang mahiya. Sa iyo na rin itong wedding ring ko. Sayong-sayo na si Xyrius..." aniya dito na ikinagulat nito. Saka niya ito nilagpasan at tinungo ang pinto pero hinabol siya ni Xyrius at pinigilan. Malamig ang mga matang nilingon niya ito. "I'm sorry..." umiiyak na anito. "Ayokong mawala si Clyde pero mas ayokong mawala ka sa buhay ko..." humahagulgol na anito. Hindi niya rin napigilan ang pagpatak ng luha niya. "Isa lang puwede mong piliin at pinili mo siya, X. Anong laban ko ro'n e, anak mo 'yon. Dugo at laman mo 'yon..." Marahan niyang tinanggal ang kamay nito sa braso niya. "Hanggang dito na lang ako... hindi ko na kayang magpatuloy na kasama ka. Goodbye, love... be a good father." Tinapik niya ang balikat nito at tumalikod na siya.

I was reborn back to 1975, when the child in my womb was three months old. I did not tell anyone and quietly had an abortion. However, I still wrapped cotton around my belly every day, pretending the baby was still there. In my past life, my husband Declan Huxley's childhood sweetheart Jane Patton and I gave birth on the same day. She had a healthy, ordinary baby boy. But my child looked nothing like us—he was mixed-race, with features of the Valorian people. Declan and I were both locals, so there was no way our son could look like this. Enraged, Declan scolded me in front of everyone, accusing me of cheating on him and having a disgraceful affair with a Valorian. No matter how many times I explained, no one believed me, and I became the shameful woman everyone pointed at. Worse still, Declan reported me and handed in some foreign letters he found at home, which led to me being taken by federal agents and sentenced as a spy. I spent ten years in prison, and when I finally walked out, I was nothing but skin and bones. Meanwhile, Declan had climbed the ranks for his so-called loyalty to the country. He held Jane's hand and brought along my real son, Seth Huxley, then threw 500 dollars at me like it was charity. He said, "Back then, Jane was accidentally deceived by someone else and gave birth to that brat. Unlike you, she has a gentle nature and couldn't endure hardship, so I had no choice but to switch your children. "This money is payment for your ten years and your reputation. You have a criminal record, and I already filed for divorce long ago to be with Jane. Seth also thinks you're not worthy of me, so you better take care of yourself." Seth also looked at me with disgust. "Mommy Jane treats me very well, and she's not like you; she's never been to prison. I don't want a mother like you!" When I learned the truth, the fury was so overwhelming that I had a stroke and died in despair. In this new life, I want to see how they plan to scheme against me when the child is already gone.