My Little Pony Christmas Novels & Stories

Arthur tells me. “What are your Christmas traditions?” Max asks; he’s finally back with us. “Ah, the Christmas spirit is designed for children. The joy of Christmas for adults is seeing the joy on the faces of the pack's pups. Every November, the adults come together to make an activity advent calendar for the pups. An example of this would be; on the 1st of the month, we decorate the pack land. On the 2nd, we hold our official secret Santa draw. On the 3rd, we write out our Christmas cards. On the 4th, we hold our Christmas fancy dress party, and we always put our Christmas trees up on the 13th. We include activities such as watching Christmas movies, Christmas cookie and cake baking, and a

Chapter Five Marguerite “Merry Christmas,” I muttered, wiping off nonexistent dust from my shirt. “Say it like you mean it.” Vinn made a face. “Do you want me to pick you up after school? We could spend Christmas together if you don’t have plans.” Vinn suggested as he dropped me off right in front of our school gate. He casually leaned on his baby—the Kawasaki ZX10R SE. It was Christmas Day. Fucking Christmas Day and our professors who weren’t loved at home, set the day for classes.

“You wish. Here does not feel like Christmas, so let us go shop for Christmas trees, flowers, and lots of roses.” “Put those clothes down. Let us go.” I was about to drag her out, but she stopped me. “We do not celebrate Christmas around here, Lisa.” Huh? What was she saying? I noticed that she was twisting her fingers. She only does that when nervous. Are they pagan? That explains it. “Here is the Silvercrest Dominion pack, the strongest of all packs. My father is the Alpha… we are werewolves, Lisa. It is high time I come out of my closet.”

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."

That very day we ordered our second Christmas miracle. END

Jordan teased, placing the order and pretending not to notice how familiar her choice felt. Once everything was set, he dimmed the lights and turned on Elf. Malaya squealed happily as Buddy the Elf appeared on screen, immediately scooting closer into the blankets. Laila settled beside her, tucking a blanket around Malaya’s shoulders, and Jordan sat across from them, close enough to feel included without crowding the moment. One movie turned into another—A Year Without a Santa Claus, then Noelle. By the time Frozen came on, Malaya insisted it was required viewing "because it’s Christmas and it has snow." Jordan found himself humming along, smiling when Malaya belted out the lyrics with total

Whispers followed me everywhere. "I can't believe she's that kind of person." "The more innocent they look, the wilder they are." "That coat she's wearing? It's Chanel's latest. The rumors on the campus forum must be true." I retrieved my phone to check the campus forum. My entire body was shaking from anger. Sharon actually spread dirty rumors about me on the campus forum. [A Golden Apple on Christmas Day Exposed Our Fake Friendship!] She accused me of flaunting wealth with a golden apple on Christmas Day and scamming them out of an expensive meal.

But there was no way any of her requests right now was possible, except the baby part. "Dinosaurs don't exist, Lexi, and you're too untrained and little to ride a big horse. Forget the size, you're too young to do anything," Her father, Mr. Bernard said to which she grimaced. Her mother nudges his rib with her elbow indicating him to agree to her desires. He sighs and nods his head at her. "If that's what you want sweetie, anything for you," he complied. "I also do want a playmate and a sword, I learned it's a self-defense tool. And a-" The knock on the door made her pause her requests.

Julia I stand back and watch Riley and Nina put the final touches on the Christmas tree, and then he pulls out a Christmas angel to sit on the top. "Would you like to put this on the top of the tree, Princess?" Nina is still bouncing on her toes. I swear the girl hasn’t stopped since she found out that we had the tree.

Scarlett chuckled at the sight and told him with a semi joking expression. "Children surprisingly suit you." He turned his attention to Xenia and decided to put the little girl down, she immediately went to her mother and took a seat right beside her, straightening her dress and smiles politely as if she was satisfied she had just vandalized his hair, which had not even been completely dry yet.