Printable Letter From Elf On The Shelf Novels & Stories

Just honest words. Her heart fluttered as she imagined Chris reading it, the way he might smile, or maybe laugh and tell her she was brave for confessing like this. Chris was friendly, kind, and approachable—the complete opposite of Damien Blackwood, the school’s resident troublemaker who never seemed to take anything seriously. With a sigh, Elies folded the letter neatly and tucked it into an envelope. She wrote "Chris" on the front in her neat handwriting, then took a deep breath, clutching it to her chest. This was it. She was finally doing it.

The letter. It was still in my hand. “I still have this,” I said. Marcus looked at me. “You don’t have to read it now.” “I want to.” I handed my baby to Marcus. He held him carefully, naturally, like he had been doing since he was born. I unfolded the letter and began to read. Elena’s handwriting was still neat. This was her love letter to Elder Taron. They were I love and planned to rule together. I sighed and shredded the paper into pieces.

It looked so regal with auburn patterns around it. “This is for you Elsa.” He said handing me the admission letter. “We’ll meet at this exact time, two days from now, and set off. Well, that would be if you accept the admission.” He replied chuckling. “Farewell child.” He said touching his hat which I was just noticing for the first time. With swift calculated steps he exited the shop, living me to the eerie stillness, a silence filled with torture and disarray. In my palms laid the letter, I looked at it once more. Without thinking much of it, I walked to the dumpster, dropping it in.

I tore it open and took out a white paper with a long message written on it. "God. It came from Eli," I said, full of excitement to immediately start reading the letter from him. "To my beloved Valerie..." I just read a salutation but my voice broke. I closed my eyes for a moment to drop the packets of tears that caused my vision to blur. "To my dearest Valerie,

But our love had only grown stronger, and I couldn't wait to officially make her my Luna. Walking down the stairs I hear Charlie shout me into the kitchen. Making my way there with Delilah in my arms ready for her morning bottle there's a stack of letters on the table but two letters addressed to Esme and Finley. I turn them over and they are from their previous pack as it has their stamp on them with a return address to Elizabeth West...Their Deceased mother.

He held out an envelope to her. Her eyebrows pulled together as she looked at the envelope before looking at him again. "What is this?" Leo tilted his head to the side. "I... I don't know. I wrote it this morning when you were still asleep, I'm not sure why. It's just crazy how far we've come. From the parking lot of our high school all the way to baby number two on the way." Annie blinked, giving him an odd look as she didn't quite understand what was going on.

he exclaimed and immediately turned on the robot. Then his eyes fixed on a thin parcel that didn't even have a box. "This is from Daddy ..." he said, looking happy. Shaquelle could only smile faintly while looking at Elvano who looked happy. Then stared at Jerry who was just silent while staring at him sharply. Instantly Shaquelle looked down, don't expect to come back to that man after what she did with Tristan. "Oma please read it." said Elvano when he received three letters. Lingga nodded and immediately opened the letter which contained two vacation tickets for Elvano and Shaquelle.

Arthur looked down at it. Then extended it toward Elara. Not dramatically. Not ceremonially. Simply. Like a man returning something that never belonged to him. For a moment she didn't move. Couldn't. Because once she accepted it, everything would change. The letter would become real. The words inside would become real. The past would become real. Again. Eventually she reached out. Slowly. Carefully. Taking the envelope with trembling fingers. The paper was fragile. Worn by time. Protected by devotion.