Judy Santa Clause 3 Novels & Stories

Then mom and I stayed up to watch The Holiday Cottage, because who doesn’t love Cameron Diaz and Jude Law? This morning, we all stumbled out of bed around eight and headed straight to the lounge where mom and my step dad have a magnificent nine-foot Christmas tree. It is decked out in silver and white ornaments that make it sparkle and look like something out of a Hallmark movie. The presents were all under the tree, mom still hides them until we wake up. Too cute, right? Like we don’t know that Santa is a myth.

Then she leaned in and stage whispered, "Don't play her for money. You'll lose your shirt." Kiki laughed. "Oh, I believe that!" "Check," Abby announced again, her voice matter of fact, concentrating hard on the game. "Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas!" a voice resonated throughout the house. Kiki looked over and Santa Claus himself filled the doorway, dressed in a red suit, sporting a natural white beard, and carrying a sack filled with toys. Smiling executives dressed in business suits--both men and women--from The North Pole Lodge, were with him, carrying packages wrapped in brightly colored paper.

Jade beamed up at him, touched by how thoughtful he'd been. "Come," he reached out a hand. "It's time to open presents." He was more excited than a child. Jade took a seat on the couch, patting the cushion next to her. "Here, Cassandra, sit down. All of you, it's Christmas. Take a load off and enjoy yourselves. It seems Ebenezer Scrooge had a visit from the ghost of Christmas Future." There were chuckles all around. "Okay, Santa, whose present is first?"

“Each of you will have an age group. I’ll tell you the pup’s name, you grab the gift, and hand it to me. The gifts will also be sorted in Alphabetical order.” “Oh. Well I can take the pictures.” “Thank you Molly.” “Pete, and I will keep everything in order “ Dad offered. “Chassy girl, I have a special job for you.” Joe said to me, and smiled. “What’s that?” I asked nervously. “The infants, and toddlers some times get scared of Santa. I need you to calm them enough to get their present, and picture.” “Oh ok. I can do that.” “Thank you.” “Joe, what do you do for the pups that are over 13?” Molly asked.

He was just dancing in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded by girls. "What's your name?" 'You're new here." "Your handsomeness is driving me crazy." Yes, three girls were surrounding him, touching him all over. But no matter how hard they tried, he wouldn't give in. He smirked and grabbed all the glasses from the tray the man in front of him was holding. He downed them one after another - a total of three glasses. "Chill, Cas!" Caspien finally heard Arkin's voice. He was laughing, still clinging to the famous actress from earlier.

Mark shooed him away from the back room and chased him toward where the elves were still handing out toys, having the time of their lives. “Guys, guys!” Jake told his friends. “You’re never going to believe this, but I saw Ms. Jones kissing Santa Claus!” Merryweather “Well, that worked out marvelously,” Merryweather said to Flora. “I agree. I was a little worried there for a bit,” Flora told her. “But Fauna did a marvelous job.” “Fauna did a marvelous job?” Merryweather asked, raising an eyebrow. “And you,” Flora said, obviously appeasing her. “What will happen next for them?”

Aria's POV "Aria! Over here!" I turned and beheld Aunt Mira waving her arms as she had a great big smile on her face. She was running my way before I could think, and threw her arms open and embraced me. “Oh, dear,” she said , cupping my face. "Look at you! You've grown so much." "Aunt Mira, don't embarrass me." She ignored me completely. “You have always been studying overseas. Never spent a single holiday at home. You have become a young woman before my very eyes.”

3rd Person Jane was kicking herself. She couldn’t believe she hadn’t foreseen this possibility. Of course the pups would ask Santa to reunite them with Ethan – Santa was supposed to be able to provide any gift you wanted, even ones parents didn’t approve. She watched with bated breath as the tree farm Santa processed the children’s gift request, praying he wouldn’t make a promise she couldn’t keep. The last thing she needed was for this to be the year the pups found out the truth about Santa Claus. That would only add fuel to the fire. She could already see it playing out in her mind’s eye, tearful accusations of lies and tricks on top of everything else.

And a warm wave of happiness. Elijah tucked the picture beneath the book and stood, heading into the kitchen. Meghan and Starlight were in pajamas, sliding around the kitchen floor in fuzzy socks. Starlight’s kitten-covered white thermal pajamas and her ponytail had him shaking his head. She looked gorgeous, swinging a large wooden spoon around as she belted out Mariah Carey’s ‘Oh, Santa!’ at the top of her lungs. Meghan joined in, adding sprinkles to some of the stacks and stacks of cookies that covered the kitchen countertops. Among the tubes of icing and bottles of sprinkles, a gigantic gingerbread house was being built.

By the time Yves Golding got home, it was already midnight. I was lying in bed, staring at a photo of him and Melissa Lane. His abs showed faintly beneath his red Santa suit as she leaned against them, eyes shyly closed. Their colleagues had left comments below the post, saying that they were a perfect match and that Yves was quite bold. Melissa commented, "You guys, stop making things up. Mr. Golding was just being kind by keeping a lonely soul like me company for Christmas!"