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I twist back to look at him, concern flashing through me, and I see his face turning pale, and his breathing seems shallow. "Hermes?" I call, panic rising in my chest. "Mr.Grande – Hermes, are you okay?" He doesn’t answer. My heart pounds, hands clutching his shoulders as fear edges into the heat and desire. Something’s wrong. ----- Hi, Margaret and Lucian here! We're your main leads from The Night Before I Knew Him. Today marks 100 chapters, and we just want to thank you, esteemed readers, for all your love, comments, and love again (lol)

"Whether you live or die depends on luck. But if you're willing to trust me and follow my instructions exactly, you might have a chance." "What instructions? I'll do anything!" "Listen carefully. Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. From 11:30 PM to 2:00 AM, your entire family needs to be in the living room, in sleeping bags, under the Christmas tree." "And then what?" "This is the most important rule," he said, his voice turning serious. "You have to be perfect sleepers. You can't actually fall asleep—absolutely not, or you'll die in your sleep. But no matter what you hear, what you smell, or even if you feel something touch you, you absolutely cannot open your eyes or break character."

he nodded his head I started singing the lullaby Lullaby, and good night, in the skies stars are bright May the moon, silvery beams, bring you with dreams Close you eyes, now and rest, may these hours be blessed Till the sky's bright with dawn, when you wake with a yawn Lullaby, and good night, you are mother's delight I'll protect you from harm, and you'll wake in my arms Sleepyhead, close your eyes, for I'm right beside you Guardian angels are near, so sleep without fear Lullaby, and good night, with roses be-dight Lilies o'er head, lay thee down in thy bed Lullaby, and good night, you are mother's delight

The music was like a gentle breeze carrying the voices of angels, a comforting and uplifting sound. "Jolly old Santa, with a sleigh so bright, Delivers gifts with all his might. Children gather, eyes aglow, As presents under the Christmas tree grow." As Florence's gaze adjusted to the darkness, she could see nothing but the inky blackness that enveloped her surroundings. Suddenly, the world seemed to freeze around her while there was this strong and painful ringing in her ears and a bit of confusion in her head. Snowflakes danced in the air, swirling and twirling above Florence’s head. Her breath was visible in the frigid air, a stark contrast to the warmth she craved.

Wyatt remarks. “Yep.” I say. I finish the song and Val's pile at the same time. I move the gift under the tree, then come back to my spot, beginning to wrap Lucy's gift. “I'll have a blue Christmas, without you, I'll be so blue, just thinking, about you..” I sing. “You'll be doing alright, with your Christmas of white... But I'll.. have a Blue.. blue, blue, blue Christmas.” Every other Christmas when I sang this song, one of my favorites, it never bothered me how sad it was. Not that the words are hitting home for me this Christmas, the song has lost a bit of it's appeal.

“I am happy to have them with us. They might be holy terrors in a few months, but right now, I think I can handle the fact they need you just as much as I do.” “They need both of us.” Kit said. “I am learning,” Mitsuhide said as he laughed, and it startled the boys. Jaxon looked at him with a wide-eyed stare. Mason started to cry. “No, little buddy, we don’t need to do that.” He scooped up the baby and paced around with him in the safe spot, and Mason stopped making noise. “Now, my little monsters, we have to be good today. Mommy and I need to rest. Since you didn’t sleep well last night, neither did we, and mommy is not a morning person, to begin with. You will find that out soon enough.”

[Christmas] My forehead knotted when I woke up in unfamiliar room. I circled my eyes around the place and I don't remember how I got here. The place was slightly filled with darkness and I only had a lampshade and a patio light coming from the veranda outside that giving me lights to see. I slowly sit down in the bed trying to remember what just happened. “Thank you so much for accompanying me here, Christmas.” “Anytime, Auntie.” “I hope you can forgive me.”

She knew what she had to do and she had to do it fast. However, the scene faded away in front of her eyes before she could do anything. The sun scurried down the horizon and within a blinking the full moon graced the sky. When Eira’s eyes lowered from the sky, she saw that the field was gone and was replaced by the Centaurus forest. The wind blowing swayed the branches of the Bloodivy trees that proudly stood high from the ground, and in the centre of the groove, she found the circle of the thirteen witches. They were holding each other's hands and chanting in unison. Someone’s agonising cries filled the night sky. Eira knew she had no time to waste but she barely had the ability to control

"Daddy, why are you crying?" My trembling gaze lifted. Only then did I realize my face was already covered in tears. I was overwhelmed with guilt and heartbreak toward Noelle. Perhaps I also felt hatred for Ivana. However, right now, I had to stay cheerful and accompany Noelle through the last moments of her life. I turned off my phone screen, wiped away my tears, and said, "Sweetheart, I'm just too happy. Tonight is Christmas Eve, and you will be safe and sound." Less than half a minute later, Ivana finally called me back.

He made fun of me as my cheeks burned from embarrassment. I sure hope I didn't pee on myself. The new Christmas song that was playing in the background now was "All I want for Christmas." by Mariah Carey. Santa Claus got on the bed again, teasing my clit with his slippery dick as he removed the soiled vibrator, stretching out his tongue to lick my release from it. "What do you want for this Christmas, girl?" He asked and I shut my eyes. "Your Cock, Santa Claus. Please ravish me hard." I pleaded as he continued to tease me down there, almost making me lose my mind.