Rudolph The Red-nosed Reindeer Book Novels & Stories

Just then, the private phone of the president rang. Picking it up, he growled "Who is this?". "Hello Freddie long time no see". ~~ Hi, thank you for checking out this book 😀. Your beautiful comments and constructive criticism are welcomed. Also, don't forget to drop a review. This book is purely a work of fiction. ~~ Dedicated to all lovers of books. Hope you enjoy my book, thank you❤.

55 Ryley's point of view... Snow fell badly last night, the entire city turned veiled in white looking a bride. Children's played with the snow making snow man, fighting with snow balls, building houses with the same and making snow candies and selling to each other for snow money. Three days ago the official holidays for the Christmas were declared. The preparation for the same was on its peak. All the house were decorated with red and white decorations. The human dwellings looked extremely adorable while the wolves houses seemed no lesser.

Zurig “In a quaint village nestled at the edge of a dense and enchanting forest, lived a sweet girl named Little Red Riding Hood. She was known for her vibrant red cloak, which she wore everywhere. One sunny morning, her mother called her and said, "Little Red Riding Hood, your grandmother isn't feeling well. Could you take this basket of fresh fruits, bread, and some medicine to her?" Little Red Riding Hood happily agreed and set off through the village, waving at familiar faces and exchanging warm greetings. The villagers often warned her about the mysterious creatures lurking within the depths of the forest, but Little Red Riding Hood was fearless and believed in the goodness of the world

Sean replied and grabbed his cat. "What's his name?" I asked while Sean was lifting his cat. "Oh. His name is Rudolph." Rudolph. It doesn't have a red nose, does it? I brushed my fingers to the cat's soft fur, but ut suddenly showed its fangs to me. "He doesn't like me," I said and smiled. "He'll eventually like you. After all, he likes pretty gals." Sean winked at me and placed Rudolph on the couch. I sat beside Rudolph and patted his head. "Do you mind if I sleep beside you? Don't worry, I don't snore," I whispered to the cat, who didn't even understand what I uttered.

"Just like I told the girls, best Christmas present I ever got." We sat on the sofa in silence holding and caressing each other for almost for an hour. I got up and went to check on the girls to make sure that they were asleep. We drank Santa's milk, ate his cookies, leaving a few crumbs on the plate, and put the oatmeal back in the box, also leaving a pile grains on the floor near the bowl. Reindeer are very messy animals when they eat.

"I asked her if she was coming and she said that she's here." "Okay, thanks," Caden replied, rushing off. "I'll find her!" He searched the crowd, looking at every face, and hoping beyond all hope that he found Jocelyn. Then the parade started, and huge floats passed around the town square. Santa's Workshop, complete with elves who were throwing out candy; Rudolf heading up Santa's sleigh; but the one he liked the most was a manger scene with Santa kneeling before the baby Jesus, placing a gift at His feet. But Caden kept scanning the crowd, looking for Jocelyn.

For now the neighbors discovered his ruse, the trick or treating now abused Coming up with a master plan, to sneak in like the boogeyman Sliding down the chimney quick, looking nothing like Saint Nick Bad little Andy in his mischief got stuck, his calls being unheard with no luck Two weeks went by with posters spread about, for little Andy to keep an eye out Then it came a cold winter's night, when fireplaces are brought to light Little Andy to weak in his plight, in his pocket the fireworks did ignite With a snap, crackle, and pop, did Ash turn this little tot So readers when you sit by the fire, tis the spirit of Andy to be heard his desire

I hope you enjoy my fictitious tale. Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring except uncle Ralph. With his cock in his hand and his eye to a keyhole, he watched his niece Mandy scrubbing her back. Her big tits were stuck out as she tried to scrub, and her nipples protruded from areolas quite big. He stroked as she scrubbed and soon he was there, but before he could finish, he heard his sister Rose say, "take your eye away from the keyhole and look at me!'

"You know Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Vixen. Comet and Cupid, Dasher and... Vixen. But do you recall the most famous reindeer of all?" "Babygirl... what has gotten over you?" I asked, surprised at her sudden change in behavior. "What in the world are you drinking?" "Nothing," she giggled and continued singing and dancing. "Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer had a very shiny nose, and if you ever saw it you would even say it glows." I grabbed the cup from her hand and took a sniff. "Baby... is that... what is that, eggnog?" I asked sternly.

The birds chirped away on the huge oak trees that provided cool shades to everyone, the pools were clean, big, and inviting. We made our way inside and Grandma Rose was seated on a queen-like chair, a glass of red wine swirling in her hand. Her makeup and dress made her look intimidating, the interior decoration of her sitting room was nothing like the taste of an elderly woman. “Aria," she called, rising from her seat with a bright smile. I hurriedly walked past Damon and into her open arms. “Good afternoon, grandma Rose." “You look so much beautiful just like last night," she commended.