روايات وقصص ضمن Santa Thief

he asks. I look up to see him holding up the shoes I had suggested and nod, “Yup, those are the ones.” “Great, I’m taking these home with me,” he says as he gets to work on changing back into his boy clothes. “Now, back to Sexy Santa.” I roll my eyes, “He is not a sexy Santa. I mean, he’s sexy, but he’s not Santa. Santa is a jolly old man with an ever-expanding waistline. Jartre is not that.” He’s also a few billion years older than Santa, but whatever.

Athos kissed her on the temple as he moved to get his still unopened Santa present. “I need my blanket so I can take a nap and the little elves under the age of eighteen can pick up the mess.”

Not in this state. " You can't stay here." " So just... Take me with you..." She said, looking up at him. He was so beautiful. And his mint smell... He was... Simply breathtaking... Annabelle made a smile in corner. She did not recognize herself anymore... It was surely the effect of the drug... " Annabella..." " How do you know my name?" " The box on your uniform. Annabella Moreaud." The young woman looked at the small box on which was engraved her sister's name.

Santino shocked everyone with what he said, and they stared at him in disbelief. Wilbur said slowly, "It's not too late to tell the truth. It proves that you still have a good conscience. It's never too late. Who's the culprit?" "It's Leo Sith. He abducted my family and placed a curse on me. He blackmailed me to do so," said Santino painfully. Everyone from the Zanders was taken aback. Jeffrey hurriedly asked, "Do you mean Leo Sith, the CEO of Southshore's Sith Corp?" Santino nodded. Tears flowed from his eyes.

“Enforcers here don’t just swipe data. They take limbs.” Jaxson spun, hand going for the tactical knife at his hip — then paused. A man leaned against nothing as if air had thickened into leather; he perched on a hover-rail that shouldn’t exist. [New Character Detected: Kaelen 'Kael' Thorne.] [Role: The Rogue Hacker / Ex-Player.] [Status: Unregistered.]

she gasped, the fantasy blurring into desperate reality, her body craving their possession. But they weren't done. "Call in Frost," Santa grunted between thrusts, and the door cracked, another elf, Frost, 26 and built sturdy from hauling ice blocks, slipped in, his cock already hard and huge, rivaling Santa's in length. Shy in daily life, Frost's eyes darkened with long-suppressed desire for Dory, the girl who'd shared quiet lunches with him.

“I’m so happy that you came to my rescue, Xanthe! I didn’t expect Damian to kidnap me.” “Who is he?” Xanthe asked while breaking away from Letithia’s hug. “A suitor.” His sister sighed. “A stalker suitor who turns out to be a gang leader. Gosh! I must be really attractive to attract weird suitors.” Xanthe laughed. “Yeah, yeah...” Letithia laughed as well. “Wait, how did you know I was kidnapped?” “Aunt called.” Lethia pouted. “Now I don’t want to go home to my condo. Can I stay at your place for a while?”

Victor muttered quietly, “Rude.” The man continued. “But he did send a message.” Dominic said nothing. The man slowly walked closer. “Stop interfering.” Victor scratched his chin. “That’s not really Dominic’s style.” The man’s eyes flicked to him briefly. “And who are you?” Victor smiled. “The guy who makes sure Dominic doesn’t kill everyone.” Dominic corrected quietly, “Sometimes.” The man shook his head. “You’ve been dismantling our operations for years.” His voice darkened.

~Rose~ What the hell do I do? I already said that it was a mistake, that I hadn't intended on stealing anything. This was supposed to be the part where he let me go. But he wasn’t. He was holding a firm grip, so firm that it was stopping my blood flow. ”I think I should-” ”No.” ”You’re a pick-pocketer huh?” He said and stepped closer.

He let out curse words as he staggered, Vanilla jumped down from the dumpster, the thief staggered and fell right in front of her. Fiona bent, picked up her purse, retrieved her knife, cleaned it with the thief's collar as she spat "Look here mister, Do I look like a person who will play the damsel in distress role?. You go around stealing people properties, Why?, Your legs obviously work, Can't you find a fucking job!. You should consider yourself lucky, If I was with my Sisters, particularly a red headed one, Your ass would be on its way to Jail. Consider this your second chance, Make good of it" and with that she turned, about to intertwine our fingers back when the idiot spoke