He'll Be Coming Down The Chimney Down Novels & Stories

Fuck, she's going to be my downfall and I suspect I'll go down with a smile. But first... *******************************************

A huge chandelier welcomes you in with golden light dancing on dark wood which the walls are made up of, velvet chairs, and a pretty marble fireplace. “Were you missing me, sweet thing?” I heard a familiar voice ask, it was Ethan coming down the stairs. “No, I just came to pick up my house keys, dad won't be home by this time and we don't have live-in maids at our beck and call, unlike I someone I know.” I replied, sarcastically.

He will wall down the stairs. And everything will be different. And it will be so much better than certain. Hold on. Just hold on.

“Our neighbour, Helena, now let's get in without more questions sweetheart” “Okay one more pleaseeeee… When is Uncle James coming so he can get me sweets everyday?” “He will be here soon darling, please let's go in” he said “so we don't see more… weirdos…” he muttered.

She would wake soon, and when she did she would see exactly where she belonged. I left her there and descended the stairs to the lower hall. The fire in the great hearth still crackled low and threw long shadows across the stone. I poured two glasses of the aged bourbon I kept for nights like this one. The liquid caught the firelight and glowed amber. I lifted one glass in a silent toast to the empty room before carrying both back upstairs.

CHARLOTTE “Stop!” I coughed, choking on thick black smoke as the rogue yanked my arm, dragging me across the floor. Heat burt at my back, creeping closer with every breath. The wooden beams above groaned, then split, letting loose a fresh rain of burning embers that scattered across the stone. “Move!” the rogue snarled, his voice hoarse. He wasn’t immune either, his eyes were red, watering, his skin damp with sweat and soot. “The whole damn place is coming down!”

She'd liked what she'd seen, he was sure of it. A low and angry echoing sound announced either the presence of a ghost, or a cat up the chimney. "Mreoooww." "Muff!" Horatia got down on her hands and knees and peered up the chimney. "Come down right now!" She reached up into the sooty confines of the fireplace.

He is smart enough to understand the rest. "Don't even dare to try something smart, if I go down, I'm taking you with me bitch" he hisses. "You got saved because of this party, but who's going to save you tomorrow, little bird?" He chuckles lowly, it is a deep menacing chuckle.

"Come down." Greg's stomach dropped.

His voice dropped to a promise when he said “Then come here red flame.”