The Rules Of Mistletoe Novels & Stories

The biggest room was occupied with almost nobles, except Ajax. They were in part where they've to show their fangs. Ajax showed her his, it's glistening as his sharp fangs made contact with the lighting on the ceiling. The tip of it is undeniably painful if it touches yours. "Are you sure y'all want to include biting her as the ending of this ceremony?" Ajax smirks, his fangs showing as hers. "Definitely, we have to show to them only the deserving one can survive your fangs." the old vampire commanded. "After that, we can proceed to the last part of the ceremony to completely announce your wedding."

The grand cathedral's doors burst open, and the jubilant crowd spilled out into the city square. Flags and banners, emblazoned with the royal crest, fluttered in the breeze. The air was alive with the sweet scent of rose and marigold petals, which rained down upon the royal horse as it pranced through the crowds. Musicians played lively tunes on their lutes and flutes, along with trumpets behind while dancers spun and leaped through the throngs.

"The professors have gotten rid of most of it but there are still a few around causing havoc." Ah, it explained why Nadia was using her familiar as a canary in a mine. Aubrey bit back a smile. "I heard about them." Callie questioned, "What do they do exactly?" "You get caught under the mistletoe and you’re stuck until somebody gives you a kiss," the other girl replied, grimacing. "Or it appears between two people randomly." "Can’t you just spell the mistletoe away?" "Fire spells seem to work but there is also the risk of burning the school down so you either have to wait for a professor to show up and help you or just kiss someone and get it over with."

He cupped my face, his touch gentle yet possessive, and then—he kissed me. It wasn’t hurried or frantic. It was slow, deliberate like he was sealing something between us. The moment our lips met, a strange warmth coiled around us, wrapping us in an unseen force. The mistletoe above glowed softly, its light enveloping us like a blessing. The crowd, the creatures, the mistletoe-laden forest—it all vanished in a blink, and we’re now walking to another point. I pulled back, breathless, my heart pounding in my chest. “Where have you been? Do you have any idea how terrified I was when you weren’t there?”

“Rule 3: If you do whatever you want in this house, I can too. That comes with decorations and everything else.” A mocking smile forms on his face. “Is that all?” “Almost.” I smiled sweetly. “Last but not least, remember Rules 1, 2, and 3. I will not hesitate to retaliate.” The room is quiet. His green eyes shift from me to the list, and then he bursts out laughing. Deep, husky laughter resonates throughout the house. He straightens and smirks.

Chloe reached for her man’s hand, and he gripped it tightly. “Now, the rules,” the vampire continued, pacing like a game show host. “You’ve got six days and nights before you’re fully dead. Right now, you’re in limbo. Survive, and you can join us or return to your miserable little lives. Rule two: You must fall in love. This is about romance, and we adore romance. Hell, they write books about us.” He laughed, and Chloe felt a chill crawl up her spine. Rule three: You can’t say it with words. Ever.

She looks at me like I'm different from the daughter she knows then she smiles wildly, "We'll get the biggest tree in the whole new York as far as it fits in. We'll decorate it together. We'll even put a mistletoe. It would be perfect." Mistletoe was also family tradition. We always hanged a mistletoe in the living room and whenever dad or mum find themselves under it they would kiss and I'll be shouting ewww in the background. Mom also said it was a childish and indecent tradition but she still grumbly partakes in it every year. "Yea mum that's the spirit, oh and mum in the light of Christmas spirit and all is it ok if I go out and don't come back until really late?" I blunted so fast givin

Adom raised an eyebrow both at his compliments and in silent question, not really getting Ash explanation about the mistletoe. "It is an omega Christmas law," Ash explained dramatically, "that whenever you meet someone under the mistletoe, you have to kiss them. Adom looked at him amused and smirked, not really buying it. "Really? So should I kiss whoever enters our home?" "Of course the kiss varies, depending on the person you're facing." Ash added hastily pouting. "You will only kiss me properly." "But what if I want to kiss someone else too?" He teased. "Seth for instance."

’ Raven demanded. Wolf explained that the mistletoe represented the water. Because this shrub took energy from the oak tree, as well as the moisture. It was the intention that that branch gave the green energy to Maddie and removed too much red for the balance. ‘I feel a but,’ growled Raven. Wolf told that a druid, with a golden sickle, had to cut off this branch, which was not allowed to touch the ground or any of them. The druid had to be of an ancient, powerful lineage and magically mature himself.

She read through the rules. RULE 1: Live under the pretense of happiness. In the public and everywhere besides your house, and with everyone except Anthony Kings, act like you're happy with your life and your relationship with Anthony Kings. RULE 2: Signing this agreement implies you will be Anthony Kings’ property. He and only he owns you and shall be bonded with you. This states that you shall forsake the opposite gender unless Anthony Kings permits.