Santa Grinch Novels & Stories

Dear Santa, I know you’re not expecting a twenty-three year old who writes smut online whenever she’s horny to write to you about her Christmas present, but here I am, sad and floaty. My boyfriend just dumped me. Scratch that. Ex-boyfriend. You’re not gonna believe his reason. It’s because I’m fat, Santa. I’m not really fat, I’m just… not skinny. Gosh, why do people bother so much about weight? Fat people are literally the cutest. I mean, take a look at us!

…Xavien POV… At this time of year, we all get lost in reruns of The Grinch, that god ugly man that comes to steal Christmas. But then there is Scrooge, the ghost of the past, the present, and the future. Well, the question here is, did she come to steal Christmas, or is she a ghost of my past? Whichever one, she is definitely not welcome. My present is firmly in place, and the only woman I see in my future is Mekayla. Yeah, I am being a bit optimistic, but we have become fairly closer tonight...Until now...

His little sister Carol was looking forward to seeing Santa Clause. Eddie went into the woods and cut a cedar tree for a Christmas Tree. Coral was excited Santa was coming soon. Eddie helped Coral decorate the tree. Paper was cut and Mama made glue out of flour and water. The paper was glued together to make interlocking rings. The strand of rings was placed around the Christmas Tree like garland. Eddie helped her cut paper and make snowflakes for the ornaments. It was a simple tree with no lights. In the eyes of Carol, it was the perfect Christmas Tree. Eddie went hunting on the Christmas Eve and killed a deer for Christmas Dinner. Carol cried because he teased her and said it was Rudolph t

"I'm a man! I don't know which is worse, being a sperm or being a man!" "Sigh," the voice interrupted her and urged her to move. "We don't have much time, as I said, you are in Santa's body right now. And your mission is to give gifts to the people that Santa forgotten to send on Christmas Eve. Technically, Christmas is over but Santa felt bad for the people he has forgotten, hence, he asked for this!" Kiera frowned looking in the mirror, "Do Santa drinks a lot? He sure has a big tummy..."

Santa stood on our balcony, a sack slung over his shoulder. “Ho, ho—” he chuckled, then cleared his throat awkwardly. “Good evening.” “Who's that?” Mama's voice came from behind me. She appeared at my side—Oluchi right behind her. “Look!” Oluchi clapped. “It's Santa.” “Oh! Santa?” Mama exclaimed, surprised laughter spilling out of her. The man smiled politely, reaching into his sack. “These are for you,” he said, handing each of them a big box. Mama accepted the gift, still amused, still surprised. “Ah, thank you. This is unexpected.”

Which is probably why I feel like being a menace. Inside the shop, I grab three glitter reindeer and a box of sparkly pinecones I don’t need. “You know this is excessive, right?” Nick mutters, trailing behind me like a reluctant sugar daddy. “I’m enhancing the vibe.” “Of a cabin in the woods.” “Exactly. I want Santa to feel personally attacked when he shows up.” To Be Continued...

“Since we are clearly the superior side, the Red Team has officially dubbed ourselves: The Spicy Santas!” The stadium erupted in laughter. Leon groaned, burying his face in his hand while Rina started doing a ridiculous salsa dance. “Spicy Santas?” Elara yelled across the court and laughed. “Is that a team name or a menu item at a cheap diner? If you guys are the Santas, then call us The Grinches who will steal your glory!” “The Grinches?” Leon shouted back, finally looking up with a grin. “That’s perfect, because you are all green and you are about to lose your hearts! We are changing ours. Sasha, that was terrible. We should be called The Crimson Crushers!”

She says to me, “Juniper,” Dante's husky voice sounds and I look up, blinking at him and wondering what he wants this time. “Do you want anything in particular for Christmas?” Yes, for you to leave me alone! I wish that was the truth. What I want is quite the opposite. As much as I try to deny it, I love having him all over me, I love the way he worships my body and that is all I want for Christmas. I want this hot Alpha daddy for Christmas.

“You have a grandmother?” “Yes, but back to santa. I do believe him, and he comes in the New Year with a female sidekick called the Snowmaiden,” Alexander told her. ‘But you can celebrate Christmas any way you want while you’re with me. I didn’t even know the festival existed until I went to live with my grandmother.”

“ Santha, i don'th wnow if you can buth i wouwd wiwe you tho mawe carther shthay withh ush forever. He mawesh ush aww shmiwe and ith wouwd be aweshome tho theww widsh x-man ish our friend. Pwush, we aww wiwe boysh.. even tia wiwesh thhem... sho we couwd aww wiwe carther thogethher. Excepth ivy. Pweashe mawe him wiwe carther thoo. (Santa, I don't know if you can but I would like you to make Carter stay with us forever. He makes us all smile and it would be awesome to tell kids X-man is our friend. Plus, we all like boys.. even Tia likes them... so we could all like Carter together. Except Ivy. Please make him like Carter too.) Santa looked down at Ollie with wide eyes then looked up at us and