Not So Saint Nick Novels & Stories

It was also the sixth time Aido had promised, though whether he'd actually show up remained uncertain. An hour passed, then another, then another. My messages to Aido sat there unanswered, just like always. Leo finally asked in a small voice, "Mamma, is Papa really busy again?" I opened my mouth but couldn't get a single word out. In the end, I just placed the red and white Santa hat on his head and said softly, "It's okay. Mamma will always be here with you." He nodded obediently and didn't ask again. That was when I happened to scroll past Isabella's latest social media update. The photo showed the night view from the top floor of a seaside club with wine glasses, roses, candlelight, and a

“And Ivy?” “Yeah?” “Behave yourself. This isn’t just anybody.” I laughed softly. “Who is he? A prince?” My father snorted. “Bigger. The man’s one of the most famous actors in the country.” I sat upright immediately. Patrick Laurent. The Patrick Laurent. Oscar-winning actor. Magazine covers. Interviews everywhere. Older than me by at least fifteen years. Wealthy. Untouchable. Beautiful in that cold intimidating way famous men sometimes were. “Oh my God.”

“Then we could make cookie ships.” “I like to make chocolate chip cookies for Santa,” Natasha answered. “Do you like chocolate chip cookies?” “I do,” Nathan said, nodding his head. Natasha’s eyes narrowed and she looked him over. “Are you secretly Santa?” Nathan’s eyes went wide and he choked a little on his pizza. “No, I am most definitely not Santa. Why would you think that?” “Because you like chocolate chip cookies and you brought us all a present. And you brought Ms. Jones a present too,” Natasha explained. “I gotta make sure of these things.”

He was a playboy according to The Gent; a glossy magazine that gossips about the eligible bachelors in New York City, and there was once an article about him in the New York Times where they referred to him as a Cold Blazing Winter Man and for whatever reason, they were right, because he was so cold, but he made her felt so hot too. He was exactly the type of man she needed to avoid, the man powerful enough to break her if they wanted to. She had to make sure to only focus on his children and avoid him at all costs.

We are going to spend the day out away from all these, just like Suzy stated it. As for Nick, he is a silent guy. Barely speaking, barely moves aside from the fact that he needs to ask Suzy, occasionally, about where we are going to go. He's tall like Marcus but not as bulky as him. Nick is skinny, only slightly build and also, he wears eyeglasses. He almost looks like that guy from Harry Potter.

Annie is damn angry now as her hippo is just being emotional here rather than to be practical where their lives are at stake. The sentence just broke something inside Sandy that he looked dangerously at his Cinderella

I said nonchalantly and Nanny Agatha frowns, “Isn’t he too old to marry a young beautiful girl?” “No Nanny! Santa Clause is not old! He is young. He never gets old. He has told me.” After pausing for a minute I ask Nanny Agatha, “Tell me Nanny Agatha, if Santa grows old then why his pictures of this year shows the same Santa as few years back?”

“But you said yesterday that…” “I was joking,” he spat. “Do you not know what sarcasm is?” Vivienne scoffed. “Alright, for real, Nico. Who the hell is this?” She wrinkled her nose in distaste. “She looks like some pathetic little church rat that wandered in from the street.” Nico didn’t hesitate. He shrugged and said, “That’s exactly what she is. Just some stupid church rat.” The words cut deeper than any knife. Her prince was dragging a dagger repeatedly through her chest and she didn’t know how much more she could take.

Nick looked down at his watch. "But I have to go," he said as he stood up to put on his coat and shawl. He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. I grinned at him. "You're such a good guy." He stared straight ahead, his jaw tightening. "I'm not a good guy. Good guys don't contemplate ways to prolong their time with a woman they shouldn't desire. Good guys, don't imagine that same woman naked." "Why do you say you're not a good guy?" I asked, sounding amused.

Denied Nakita. "Just as stupid." Jena stared at Nakita in embarrassment. "What's wrong with you, huh? Are you jealous of me because Mr. Trex gave me a big bonus?" Nakita shouted to attract the attention of all humans there. Jena laughs contemptuously "IT'S FOR YOUR SUSPICIOUS PAY STUPID!" Jena shouted accompanied by her annoying laughter. Nakita glared angrily "I WAS NOT PAID. WE ARE REALLY DATING!" Nakita shouted, not wanting to lose.