Tmnt Christmas Novels & Stories

Rhett grinned as he joined them, naked but for the artwork on his skin. “Your turn,” Talen told him and crossed to where there were more gift bags, lifting free a fourth red halter. “What did you do? Raid a Concordian sex shop?” Rhett laughed at him. “Something like that,” Talen smirked. “Actually, this is my Christmas present to little demon, or part of it. Which is why the three of you come gift wrapped,” he chuckled as he said it.

Xander groaned internally for he was so close to taste her lips, he was dying to kiss those soft lips of hers. On noticing Scar wasn't ready yet, Kat asked, "Scar, hurry up babe. We gotta leave soon." Scarlett quickly nodded and went upstairs saying, "I'll get changed." Xander was confused by all this. Leave? Where were they leaving to? It's Christmas today and although he doesn't celebrate it usually but he wanted to today with his Triantáfyllo. He wanted to send the rest of the day with her So he asked her friend, "Where are you both going?"

But since he had already completed this part of his plan, he was feeling quite happy and he was fine with that. "Well, I think we don't need to do any Christmas shopping yet. But I can ask if you can help us unpack and settle in tomorrow, right? Unless you're going to the office instead…" The Alpha of the Silvercrest pack suddenly froze for a moment, and then a large Cheshire cat grin slowly showed up on his face. The babies laughed at the "big happy man" and then ran to him with arms spread wide open… Soon the three were on the floor having piggyback rides with the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar company…

Maybe…] [I’m just asking, are you in or not?] Thor the Tiger cut him off. There was more silence until Tusker the Elephant eventually nodded. [Alright.] I watched, tense. Christmas was getting closer, and if Thor the Tiger started a riot and broke out, who knew how many people might be killed? Moreover, if the other animals followed and burst from their enclosures, the consequences would be unimaginable. People would die or get injured, and the animals would be put down.

Just then, I received a call from Gregory. "Hey buddy what's up" he said. "Hey Greg. Good morning and merry Christmas" "Merry Christmas buddy, how is Samantha and Lana" he said. "All good. Samantha is helping Lana get ready for the party" "Ok, don't worry Freddie everything is going to be alright" he said. "I hope so, thanks. Greetings to Betty and the kids". "Sure, see you soon". "And you too" I said, cutting the call. "Hopefully, all will go well" I muttered.

Little Ruby said, sticking out her tongue playfully, but there was a glimmer of respect in her eyes. “Not boring—essential,” I corrected. “An action plan without a strategy is just chaos.” They both nodded thoughtfully, as if I’d just shared the secret to life itself, their young faces serious as they contemplated my words. After the second part of the movie, the kids chose to draw their favorite TMNT characters, their creativity flowing freely. Little Ruby’s Raphael had oversized muscles, while Rhett’s Michelangelo was mid-air, throwing nunchucks with flair. I was appreciating their creativity when the front door opened, breaking our artistic flow. Ruby stepped in, pausing when she saw us.

Ink smiled as he turned his head and kissed her palm. “Merry Christmas.” She whispered. They both echoed the sentiment. “I left your presents at the house.” “We promised Nessie that we’d have breakfast here before we headed home in the morning.” Ink told her. “Your mom said something about teaching her to make Christmas tamales.” Tank added. She moaned with pleasure. “I miss Christmas tamales. And the boys are getting hungry.” “That’s because they didn’t have their 11 PM snack.” Ink told her leaning up on his elbow. He leaned over and kissed her before kissing her belly also. “I’ll be right back.”

Mitch kissed Ronnie and then said, "Merry Christmas, everyone! **** On Christmas day, Wyatt rushed to his parents' room, yelling, "He came, he really came." "Who? What are you talking about?" Ronnie asked, groggy with sleep. "Santa Claus, he stuffed my stocking and there's presents under the tree. Lot's of presents." Wyatt could barely contain himself. He was so excited. "I have something for you, Mom and you too, Dad." "What is it?" Mom asked. "Marie helped me make them, here, open it up." Wyatt handed them a small package. "Rip it, Mom."

The pullover is a perfect fit on chest and arm and only the Let It Snow logo looks in any way out of place. As he moves, James, Richard and Larry unfreeze, donning their joke-wear. All sit, refusing to meet each other's eyes. Finally, Richard says, "Well, at least we know the worst is over." Mitch's mouth twitches and she whips something from her pocket, aiming at him: a small control panel. She squeezes a button and Santa's nose starts flashing in time to the tune of Deck The Halls With Boughs Of Holly... Charlotte and Beth both crease up laughing. Mitch extends the controls again to James and his sweater bleeps out Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer, then Michael's bursts into Frosty The Snowm

Jordan said and hummed happily enough when he gripped his wrist and tugged him to the bed. “Christmas dinners? Are we spending Christmas together?” Derrick mused pushing him down and covering his body when he smirked up at him with a nod. “Yeah, turkey, stuffing, presents, you mister grumpy are going to learn the true meaning of the word Christmas spirit.” “That’s two words.” “It doesn’t matter, you’re going to learn the meaning.”