Santa Clause 2 Bernard Novels & Stories

With his big hand, he opened the door. When Mariana saw him, she was so scared that her heart almost ached. Why would this bastard appear here? "Daddy ..." Carolina was also dumbstruck for a moment. When she saw Bernard, she became a little excited. Bernard originally came over with anger, but when he saw the two little fellows, he forcefully suppressed his anger and knocked on the roof of the car with his fingers, "Get off, I have something to say to you!" Mariana looked at the high-grade cars around, her heart thumping. It looks like she wouldn't be able to leave today.

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?”

Even though it seemed unlikely, Suzy decided she needed to meet with him. After all, they hadn’t seen each other in three years. So, the first thing she did upon returning to Hillside Villa was to ask Allen to look into Claude’s whereabouts. Before she could finish eating an apple, Allen had the information ready. “Claude’s on a business trip to Montara.” “Book a flight.” The next morning, Suzy boarded a plane bound for Montara. Allen wanted to accompany Suzy, but she refused, assigning him other tasks to handle.

It was as if Bernard had knew he had a visitor when he walked down the spiral steps engaging in some serious conservation with Leah. “Dad, you have a visitor here. I mean someone important” Cassidy had said in a loud voice as Bernard never seemed to noticed the Visitor sitting on his sofa right in his living room. He raised up his gaze And immediately panicked at the sight of Sophie. He immediately walked down the steps in a hurry. “What had brought you to my humble apartment Miss Sophie? Bernard asked politely and rested in the chair next to Sophie trying to hide his pressure.

“You can’t be Santa Claus.” “How do you know? You’ve not seen him before, have you?” The girl paused, her gaze faltering like she was thinking. Then she shook her head, still smiling. “Ha!” he said sharply. “But you’re not Santa Klaus.” Katie argued. “You should be at the North Pole,” Ronan scowled playfully. “You know too much.” Katie laughed, pleased with herself. Solene just smiled despite herself and shook her head, walking to the stairs. “Hannah should be out any moment.” She said, “She’s been dying to meet you.”

"And now that he’s done exactly what you asked, you’re turning your backs on him?" More murmurs, hesitant this time. A flicker of uncertainty in their angry expressions. But then the old man’s voice booms again, cutting through the tension. “We don’t care that he has found you! The curse is still here! We need a new Alpha!” His bony finger shoots out, pointing toward the enormous statue of Santa Claus standing proudly near the entrance. "You see that?" His voice trembles with something dangerously close to reverence. "That statue belongs to the only person who has helped us all these years. A mysterious stranger who has been providing for us, keeping us alive, comforting us while our Alpha w

“Thank you for everything you’ve done. Please take care of him.” Bernard tilted his head to the side, silently accepting her words as Stephanie turned to leave. Her hand had barely touched the door handle when Bernard’s voice stopped her. “I know how you got this.” Stephanie froze. Slowly, she turned around, she didn’t need him to clarify, she knew exactly what he was talking about. Bernard’s expression was unreadable. “Be careful. No one makes a deal with the devil and walks away free.” Back at Clara’s apartment;

Once her slippers were on, she headed into the kitchen. But no Elijah… He wasn’t even there… But there was a brown paper bag on the counter, her name sprawled across it. Starlight grinned as she opened the bag and found a large breakfast burrito wrapped in foil inside. And a note. She pulled out the note and carried her burrito to the kitchen table. It read: ‘On the first night of Christmas, my Star took from me: sleep. But I’m not complaining. Not one bit… Be back with the Thomas clan around 9:30 a.m. Take it slow, little Star… E.’

**Chapter 15: A Stealthy Confrontation** Claus had managed to slip into the dimly lit warehouse and was now eavesdropping on the conversation between the mysterious man and another individual. The tension in the room was palpable, and Claus could sense that they were close to uncovering crucial information. As Claus continued to listen, he heard the man mention an exchange of information. The other person inside the warehouse must have valuable details about the Beast's plans and the whereabouts of Rick and El Patricio. Suddenly, the conversation ended, and the mysterious man exited the warehouse, clutching another envelope in his hand. Claus knew he couldn't let this opportunity slip away.