Santa Naughty List Novels & Stories

The wolves can't keep their eyes down; they shift subtly to watch them, trying to comprehend who this girl is—this stranger who somehow commands their Alpha's attention in a way no one else does. "I've been around this town," Ivy starts. "And?" Jackson interrupts, but Kai's glare makes him back off. "Christmas day is around the corner, and it looks like a ghost town." Ivy doesn’t flinch or look away from Kai. "Maybe that's what everyone is used to here, but life can be enjoyable—especially during Christmas. I'm thinking we could organize some activities for the season, bring everyone together, and spread some warmth. For the first night—" "You called my attention for this nonsense?"

Although he was quiet at first,he opened up a little later on. Devan is the wild child. He is the one that smokes and is covered in tattoos. He jumps from girl to girl every week or so. He never liked obeying the rules but he has no choice but to do so. He calls it the disadvantage of being bestfriends with the future Alpha. Kendrick is the joker. He likes pulling pranks and causing chaos everywhere he goes. He is funny as hell and he does not give a damn about what people think.

he said. "Besides, it's not as if you don't know this about me. I can't stand women who are poor and dumb." Although he said this, his gaze had a hint of fondness. It was completely devoid of the disdain he had first shown when talking about Melissa. Just a week ago, I told him that since our wedding anniversary is on Christmas day, I wanted to have a proper celebration with him. He had impatiently replied, "Why should we celebrate Christmas too? You're so ridiculous."

“What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?” I force myself to shake my head, heat creeping up my cheeks. “No, I just…” I stammer, suddenly forgetting how words work. “What do you mean, ask Santa? Who is Santa?” He chuckles, the sound deep “Santa,” he says, his grin widening, “is an Alpha who can get you anything you want. You know… just like this dress you’re wearing.”

“Yes, they are.” “It’s perfect timing,” Caterina said, looking proud and wry at the significance of her gift, “that you’re here, Killian, because you and Sera are the last ones on Santa’s list.” “Ho ho ho,” Tommaso said from where he sat by the tree. I barked a laugh and sat on the floor against the couch between Sera’s legs. She rested her hand on my shoulder. “That’s a new sight.” Tommaso handed a box to Dustin, who gave it to Sera. “Merry Christmas, sis.”

I have enough money to afford anything. However, to my surprise, Harper says, “I don’t need any material things. What I really want. What I… what I always believe in is the fairy tale of Santa Claus since I was a little girl. I waited every year for him to deliver my gift. And everyone just laughs at me thinking I’m silly for believing that he even exists.” Wait… Maybe not everything can be afforded with money. Something feels very wrong… She takes in a deep breath and finalizes my fate, “I wish to witness Santa Claus driving his sleigh into the center of town for all to see. And to bless me with a song and dance!”

Deep down all she wanted was to spend more time with her father not another woman who would one day walk out of her life. “Hey Alexis,” Christine chipped in, bending a little so she can be on the same level with Alexis “I can play with you. Don’t you want to be my friend?” “No!!!” the little girl screamed, crossing her arms and she shaking her head. “I want to play with my daddy.” “Okay, But if you play with your daddy, you won’t learn my magic trick,” Christine shrugged, before pulling out a coin from the back of Alexis’s right ear.

Christmas was magical. I always was given the girl's wish list, but I'd also start my shopping in late November for the must have items of the season. And I wasn't stingy; I'd buy them all up, just to make sure I didn't miss any. Stores, online auctions, Craigslist, I'd use any way possible to get my hands on the hottest presents. The first two years I'd caught hell from Denise for buying everything on the list, leaving nothing for them to get. Now I received a separate list of things I wasn't allowed to buy.

Nevertheless, it was a matter of time before the piece of clothing will pull away and return to its former position or original length. "Yes, Johnny, thanks for coming by. I'm glad you did." I smiled nastily at him and winked my eyes. Was I out of control? My conscience could not weigh in at the moment to remind me how wrong I was. He was still a boy in his late teen. It never dawned on me that I was sending the wrong message to him. "You count on me, Aunty Becky, anytime, any day," he smiled back. "What can I get for you hun?" I stared at him those seductive eyes of mine as I asked.

**LIA** #Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus, right down Santa Claus Lane...# The familiar holiday tune played softly in my headphones, transporting me to a festive world despite my current surroundings. I closed my eyes, eagerly anticipating my journey back home. I was on a plane, en route to Singapore to reunite with my mom and sister, marking the beginning of a much-needed break from school. It had been a long time since I had been home, and I was determined to make this Christmas special.