Rudolph Heat Miser Novels & Stories

I pout at him this time, my mouth turning down into a sad frown. "But its snowing Jake! Let's go outside!" I mutter unhappily against his chest. "Muffin you're not five. . . Although you are absolutely adorable," he teases, pinching my cheeks. I huff and frown playfully at him in response. "Hey! No mood swings on Christmas Eve," he says sternly, raising his brow at me. I stick out my tongue at him and he chuckles before lunging forward, wrapping his mouth around my tongue.

The strong, dazzling sunlight made me squint as I attempted to adjust to the brightness after spending the night in that cold, damp hole. My pulse was racing in my chest, each beat reminding me that there was no way out of this hot mess I’ve found myself. The pack hall was packed with werewolves of various ages and ranks, from newborn pups to feeble elders, and everyone in between. As they watched me come closer, their faces contorted into looks of hatred and disgust. They kept chanting words that cut through like a blade. "Witch!" "Kill her!" "She deserves to die!"

It's getting awkward, he felt Rudolf was about to be enraged for he knew he hated gays so much. "Y-yes, uncle… Your son's hand is soft," Miggy complimented with a sniggering smile. Rudolf glared at him blankly. His throat made a sudden downward movement when he swallowed his saliva. "I mean that was just a compliment, uncle. He's kinda fragile too," He added then glanced away. Rudolf is something to be intimidated by anyone. "I see," He responded, the silence creaked between the four of them, he brought awkwardness with him. Their orders arrived exactly the time they have said to their customer.

said of the man in the red tuxedo, holding a picture of us? “Who are you?” I asked. “I am Master Yorkshire and I know you already heard of me.” “I thought you will not come here in the hotel,” Luis suddenly said. Master Yorkshire walk towards us. “I am but I decided to meet you guys first.” He said. “I heard you are here for Grey? Do you have any idea that I could kill you right now since Grey is a already a friend to me and you are going to arrest him in my territory.” “But you will not do it because Lisa's grandfather already convinced you,” I replied, “What makes you convince?”

“I thought it would take them forever, or maybe they would think she got cold feet and ran off. You know how fickle humans are.” “You’re pointless as always! This is Fucking Rudolph Hofer we’re talking about! He’s Vampire King for a fucking reason dumbass, he’d see through that shit!” Edgar snapped. “This time, we’ll drive him mad as we rip her apart in front of him.” he laughed with them.

Alex sneered and said, "What Hendri just said here that day can also make you fall on the bed because of anger. Why are you belittling him now?" Old Master Rudolf wanted to smash him with something, but he had no strength. He gave up and groaned, "Bastard, get out." Alex stood up. "Should I really went out?" Old Master Rudolf knew Alex's temper. He whispered, "Sit down!" Alex smiled and sat back down. "What do you want to do?"

How did I end up naked and injured, buried by the snow, and saved by Marsai on the same day the Hunter got crowned alpha? The answer was something I sincerely dreaded because I already pieced it up in my head. But denial, denial gave me faith to wait and see if I would come across a different path. My heart was way too dark to feel sympathy or anything else for this...person, this ‘me’ I watched Rudolph tap his leg rapidly. His hands staged on the top of his thigh as he kept tapping the floor base of the carriage. "Will you stop such annoying habits for Pete's sake!" I exclaimed because the sole of his boots created an awful rhythm with the base of the carriage.

Does that mean he hasn’t left SeraphFall manner in two years? I’d like to think that’s not possible, but maybe Zen has the ability to survive on sarcasm and indifference alone. We reach the guest room before the conversation can continue. Mr. Rudolf stokes a flame in the hearth and bids me a good night, I find myself doing the same before closing the door, and collapsing on the soft linen sheets on the bed. He looked surprised when Mr. Rudolf mentioned a curse. I think, slowly undoing the layers of my clothes. And what the heck is a shift?

Rex felt bitter but Rudolph was furious. “You are heartless,” he yelled. Rex looked him in the eyes, asking in the same cold tone, “Are you cutting tiles or did you choose a time of exile?” “I have to check on my sons. There are no more antidotes. Please follow me and stop those two callous creatures,” Rudolph pleaded with Rex but the man did not bother to get up from his luxury chair. He asked coldly, “What makes you think that I take orders from you? You laid your bed so please lie on it quietly.”

He said, stretching out his hand. "This is it.” He gave the menu to Adrian while he turned to me bowing, I nodded in affirmation I could see color draining from his face. “What's your name?” I asked "R..Rudolph." He said, stammering , I could hear his heartbeat already. "Don't worry I can't hurt you.” I said while signaling Adrian to give him the menu and place orders. "Umm… Gulaschsuppe please." Adrian said “Sure.” “What the hell is that,” I asked Adrian after Rudolph had left. “It actually tastes good, trust me you will love it.”