Santa Goku Novels & Stories

He had some beads on his arms and He was barefooted. "How dare you stand on your feet in my shrine. Bow down mortal" The matured man voice roared through out the shrine making the ground shake vigorously. "Who are you?" Zeus asked wondering why the axe went to the guy's hand. "Sango god of thunder." he replied with pride. "Fuck" Zeus mumbled now knowing why he couldn't control the axe any longer. That's the real owner. "How dare you steal the axe from my shrine?" Sango asked with anger.

Same sharp eyes, same jawline—just older, more refined, wearing a robe like he had just gotten out of bed. “Gab,” Gino said, “meet my father, Kyoganari Suzuki. Otou-san, this is Gabby.” Father? Suzuki? What universe did I step into? “Nice to meet you, Gabby-chan!” he said warmly. “Please, call me otou-san as well!” My brain short-circuited. Call him… what? “Uh… excuse me?” I managed, completely lost. “Oh! I mean, you may call me Dad. Or Papa. Or chichi. Or father—whichever you prefer!”

Melissa commented, "You guys, stop making things up. Mr. Golding was just being kind by keeping a lonely soul like me company for Christmas!" Just then, a drunken Yves embraced me from behind, his wandering hands becoming restless. I reached out and turned the light on. The love bites on his neck were glaringly red and prominent. I held my phone to his face and coldly asked, "Is this what you meant by having things to do?" A flicker of panic flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by impatience. "You're even jealous over this? It's just a superior being empathetic toward a subordinate," he said.

Instead, he asked, “Ever heard of Hanuman? It is the God of Strength in Thailand, and by tattooing it on my body, I now possess super strength.” Juan was puzzled by his words. “What?”

She didn't know who it was but it was finally time to meet the person who has been gifting her Christmas for the past four years. Fourteen years old Year stood up and walked over to the board that she used to track her progress on finding her secret santa. She had been going block after block, apartment after apartment, house after house searching for a man that would fit the description for the last three years. Her town might not have been that big, but looking for a single man was like looking for a needel in a haysack. But she kept looking. And after three years she had two more houses left, assuming that the person does live in town. She ran out quickly and went to the first house but f

Now, he was big, almost intimidating, with shaggy black hair, a thick stubble covering his angular jaw, and a new wariness about his clear blue eyes. Oh, sweet Lord… Those eyes she could just drown in… She forced her gaze away. She would not think about his eyes. Or his body. Or those abs. And that tattoo... Her pulse was racing just standing there. He was all hot in his gloriously ass-hugging jeans and broad shoulder-hugging jacket while she wore a damn blanket. “It’s been a long time… Star,” he said, finally smiling, emphasizing her nickname. ‘Star… again… Damn you, Elijah Thomas!’

I pondered. Slowly, I turned back to see the man who had met me in the kitchen. He was staring at me with those dark soulful eyes. But why did the man call him alpha? I asked myself. He can't be Giovanni, right? As the realization began to sink into me, my eyes widened. "Y-your w-water…" I stammered. "Take it back. I don't need it anymore" He spoke with eyes staring intensely into mine. I stood there staring at him, unable to form a single word. My subconscious kept on screaming that the man I'd been referring to as a sexy giant was the alpha, Giovanni.

Kira swore she never saw someone clench their jaw as attractive as this guy. "I'm Saga." He said after a few seconds of silence. "Saga?" "It's actually Samuel Gale, but I go by Saga." Kira turn her attention back to the stack of CD, avoiding his curious eyes. "That's interesting." "What?" His eyes follow her moves, "You're not going tell me your name?" "Well, Saga." She glance at him, "My father told me not to give my name to strangers." "Ouch," Saga place his right hand on his chest, "I thought we were bonding the minute we bruise each other's ego."

I blinked up at him. Who is he and why he is giving me a gift? I Am not a child. "Now can you remove this Santa beard of yours? I Am on the brink to pull them and stitch them on my princess belle gown." Nyka voiced out. He removed his beard and moustache with Santa cap. And I was greeted with a very good looking man but not handsome than my Anaconda. My? From where did it come? 'He is ours.' IS stated the fact. "Hey Mani, iam Kevin, brother of these two lizards." He said gesturing towards Nyka and Nova who glared at him.

Behind the inhuman group sat Don Calixto on his raised throne. Lukas and his team ascended and aimed at the gathered group of Aswangs. To his dismay, Don Calixto does not look like a god of some sort. He haven't met the deity yet and he had no idea what he looked like. If Don Calixto and Sitan are actually one, Lukas thought that he was not intimidating enough to be a god.