Goth Christmas Sweater Novels & Stories

I can’t help but smile; he has such charm that he can get away with quite a lot. He gently stops my little girl from pulling off his Santa hat. “Well, Mommy does look a tad naughty too… like a sexy showman… and I must say, I adore those pantyhose!” I glance down at myself, wearing an oversized sweater adorned with a snowman print, paired with candy cane striped pantyhose. “Oh dear, Santa might need some coal in his stocking for that comment!”

Rocking on her toes, she whispered, “Merry Christmas, I guess.” “One more day, but yeah…” I dumped the sweater somewhere and lifted her. Her legs wound around my waist. I tugged her hair out of its knot, and she smiled sheepishly. Her smile elicited one from me. I palmed her cheek and murmured against her jaw, “Merry Christmas, love.” Her arms slid down my back, and her fingertips dug into my skin. I shouldn’t have worn a shirt. “Do werewolves celebrate Christmas and maybe other holidays?”

He answered. "I'm going to take a shower." She said, taking her coffee with her. "Well don't take too long, we have presents to unwrap and I have a surprise for you tonight." He said, not taking his eyes off the paper. She took a shower and dried off and came out to see he had laid out a hideous looking Christmas sweater on the bed for her. It had the words "His Elf" embroidered on it. "Are you serious?" She asked, walking into the kitchen, wearing the fucking thing. She then saw he too, was wearing a hideous sweater. His was equally horrifying and had the words "I like to touch My Elf." Embroidered on it.

A lady wearing a dark woolen cloak with flaming red hair asked, “What would you say to the creator?” I wipe my tears of laughter as I look her in the eyes. She is very pale, with gothic makeup and soulful eyes. I sense that I can be honest with her. “Well, first,it's brilliant. It reflects the dark side of this holiday. It shows the enslavement of reindeer, the oppression of elves and the self-serving nature of one man who takes all of the credit. Also, I'm glad there isn't a cross or a baby Jesus in sight.”

Felix walked out of the room also still naked making me throw my hands in the air as he walked over to me by the bed. He lifted the box looking horrified at the contents of it leaving me Axel in wonder. I looked into the box as excitement took over, then Axel joined in but he was only laughing hysterically. "These are so CUTE! I've always seen the humans do this cute little trend on christmas wearing matching Christmas Pjs this is so perfect!" I picked up the cute Pj's lifting them up, they had thoughs little Debbie christmas cakes all over them with snowflakes and snowman, the pj's themselves were all white.

3rd January, 1999(evening) The Warehouse Lana I was dressed in a black knee length gown, nothing special. What's there to celebrate anyway, its not as if this is a friendly dinner. I just hope this goes well and I don't die before its over.

But we’d gone through the tunnels without getting my court clothes dirty. “If they broadcast anything from the courthouse this morning, you're in the same outfit.” Theo pulled off his sweater and handed it to me, leaving him in an emerald-green T-shirt that pulled tight around his muscles. He was going to make some lucky werewolf lady a very tasty husband. “Put this on,” he said. I took a snuff of his sweater. It smelled like him, like caramel. “This will even help disguise my scent for anybody who knows me,” I said.

Molly proceeded to click a small, green button on the necklace’s underside, causing the necklace to glow with bright reds and greens, the colors blinking and changing every few seconds. “Oh. This is a lot.” Nicholas brought the necklace closer to his face as he inspected it. His eyes came up to meet hers and her breath caught a little bit. “Do people really wear these?” “Of course we do. They’re festive.” Molly reached into her skirt pocket, pulling out an oversized Santa hat that was way too big for her head. “See? Festive!” “Please don’t tell me that you brought one for m—and yep, of course you did.” Nicholas sighed before lowering his head, allowing Molly to place an oversized Santa hat o

A few stray feathers fluttered down onto the rug where she’d been. “You’re really good with her, Christian.” “This feels more natural than I thought it would.” “Of course it does. Because she’s yours.” Before I could respond, Chloe came flying back toward me. This time she was dressed in a red Christmas-y gown trimmed with white fur. She held a black top hat in her hands. “Are you a snow princess?” “I’m a Christmas princess,” she corrected, placing the top hat on my head. “And you’re Scrooge.”

On the box was a number one, how many are we supposed to get? I sat in my bed and slowly opened the box. I stared amazed at beautiful Christmas designed hood. It looked really good and thank God the wind is chilly today. That means I can definitely wear it. I have never even felt this excited for Christmas in a long time. After wearing the beautiful red fitted gown which showed all my curves and made my waist look tinier, I wore the hood on top hiding it all back. I wore a white heel sneaker before stepping out, and at the same time the door opposite mine opened and Noah walked out of his room with the same hood as mine and a fitted denim jeans. He literally looked like an eye candy which he