Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer Mrs Claus Mga Nobela at Kwento

' I grinned at what he said and told him to duck down so no one could see him. 'Let him be angry. Your Papa does not give time to us.' I crossed my arms over my chest, acting sulking. 'Mommy, so naughty.' It was Claus, eight years old, and he giggled quietly. We were both smiling from ear to ear when I halted upon hearing Claude's mind link to all of us. 'I swear, if I find all of you, you are all grounded, Cloudy, Claus, and Clyde!' Claude said in an annoyed tone. 'Especially you, Rachelle. I know that you are the mastermind of this game again.'

Hayley added slowly turning her gaze to Claire. "Yes, could be." Claire said still looking outside the glass window. "You know Santa Claus isn't ugly right?" Alec said catching his breath. "Yea right!" Hayley scoffs slightly elevated.

Of course, knowing her, she would recover at once and start teasing him. "Are you sure? May I remind you that it's Christmas time and not April Fool's?" "Haha, very funny, Lena. But I'm not joking this time. This time, it's for real and for keeps." "Really now? What makes this one so special?" she answered with a challenging note to her tone. "You have very similar names, Roth is crazy over her scent, and she has kids." Suddenly, the line is filled with awkward silence. "V, she's human? And with her own children too?"

I growled, but knowing Roxanne, she would bite back, hard. "And you're a werewolf who doesn't have the manners to answer back when I politely ask who you might be." With sarcasm, Roxanne bluntly hit the nerve of Janus, and she didn't disappoint me. "What the…" Janus growled and almost lost his cool if my Grandpa Claus didn't laugh. "AHAHAHA! I like your wife, Hayden. I really do. She's what like my sister said." Claus was still laughing, and Roxanne smirked.

Claus and Mia are alone in the room. Mia stood before the mirror, carefully choosing her attire for the upcoming mission. She reached for the sexy dress that Claus had surprised her with not too long ago, its deep crimson hue promising allure and confidence. Claus watched her with admiration, his eyes tracing the graceful lines of her silhouette as she slipped into the dress. He couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty. "You look stunning, Mia," he whispered, his voice filled with genuine appreciation.

I pulled open the heavy wooden door and stepped inside. The warmth hit me first. Then, the sight. The barn was transformed. The long tables, covered with white and red cloths, were full of people. Central candles glowed, reflecting off the ornaments hanging from the beams. At the back, a small stage where a band played a quiet country tune. And, in the center of it all, surrounded by a group of animated old ladies, was Rosa. She wore a bright red dress with a ruffle at the neckline that made her look like a Christmas harvester. Her eyes found me immediately, and a wide smile lit up her face.

She was a human with pale skin and slender limbs. She was perched on Claus's lap, her arms draped around his neck, while his fingers trailed along her thigh. I froze at once, and the room fell dead silent. Claus looked up and saw me. His expression stiffened—not out of guilt, but out of annoyance at my poor timing. The woman didn't look scared at all. Instead, she gave me a provocative smile. "So, you're Aserina Doyle?" Claus did nothing to stop her. She looked me up and down, then said, "Claus was right. You really aren't getting any younger."

"Why don't you have a seat Miss_?" I know she's waiting for me to say my name but I ignored her... Ha!! Take it bitch. She exhaled and almost continued with her statement but she stopped when the elevator opened and Mrs Claus walked out with a handsome, muscled man. Her face lit up when she saw me. "Miss Persefoni, sorry to keep you waiting. Please come with me" I turned to Miss Stevenson and gave her a look which says 'that's how to be polite'. Turning to Mrs Claus, I smiled at her and the young man as I approached them.

He gave little thought to Santa’s parting words as he hustled out the door on his way to see an old friend. “Was that Corey?” Mrs. Claus asked as she joined St. Nicholas in the hall just outside of the mail room. She was fresh from a meeting with the wrapping paper elves and she had been studying several tiny paper cuts on her fingers, catching only the sight of his red coattails as they disappeared out the door. “Yes, it was,” St. Nicholas replied, scratching his chin through his thick beard. “And?” she asked, a knowing lilt in her voice. “And, I am hopeful that he will do the right thing,” St. Nicholas replied.

His arms go around me as I turn back and watch our daughter, look around the tree over and over again. "Yeah, she's" Before I can finish my train of thought, Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer comes on the radio located directly behind me, causing me and Adrianna to scream and run into the living room and begin dancing. "You would even say it glows, like a light bulb." We shout in unison laughing when Adrianna messes up the lyrics like she always does. We dance and laugh and sing each word gesturing the parts that call for it and it isn't until I hear a deep rumble do I stop and look over at Shane whose massive arms are crossed at his chest. He shakes his head when I catch him watching us then le