Under The Mistletoe Cast Novels & Stories

He gave me a dimpled smile in return. "Is it true that a man was found dead at The Mixed Community last night?" I heard someone ask. Alix frowned, hearing it too. "Yes. My mom sent a message checking up on me this morning. I'm yet to reply to her. My damn Mistdove isn't back yet. I swear that animal acts human." Xenos replied. Mistdoves and Mistrows were pets that were used to deliver messages anywhere in MistWorld. "You shouldn't have left her without food. She'll be back." Flash responded, patting Xenos on the back in sympathy.

A time I wanted to relive, but also a time that had now seemed to be a distant memory. I was lighting candles all over the motel room to set the mood for the night. Room service had already been ordered; two romantically prepared steak dinners over the candlelight. The clock had just struck 5:30, and Stefan was deemed to arrive any moment now. My teal dress hung just below the knee, hiding the distinct coverings of the black laced lingerie underneath. I looked over myself in the bathroom mirror, tidying the minor issues in my makeup and tweaking my lipstick once more. I readjusted the pin in my hair when I heard the swift three knocks on the door, signaling Stefan's arrival.

She added, taking my hand and making me twirl. “Thank you,” I said, bowing slightly which made her laugh. “Oh I gotta run! See you around,” she said, staring at her phone and she was out in a jiffy. “I got the shoes and some jewellery and a new fragrance,” sissy appeared a while after. I tested everything and it was all perfect so we paid and headed back home. *In Flaminos With Derek* “You look amazing by the way,” he said, pulling out a chair for me to sit on.

"We were running out of time. Chyna is pushing for the ceremony at sunrise." ​"I know," Eve said, gesturing for them to sit. She placed the potion on the table. "This is the cure, but I need you two to create a distraction. I need five minutes alone with Jude before he reaches the altar. Can you do it?" ​Tate looked at Ryan, then back at Eve. He thought of his mother’s manipulation and the fake breakup he was still forced to maintain. "We’ll do more than that," Tate promised. "We’ll make sure nobody else follows you into that room."

I just wanted it all to be over. “That’s my girl,” Misty said, hugging me gently, making sure to avoid my back. “So, we need to get them to disapprove of you, while at the same time making sure that father’s pact with them isn’t jeopardized. Therefore, we’ve come up with numerous acts we want you to perform tonight, written on the index cards. Anytime you feel this,” she said, activating the choker. I tensed, thankful that she turned the intensity down from when Luna Lannie used it. “I want you to secretly pull one out and do what it says. I’ve mixed them up so even we don’t know which one’s you’ll be doing, hence making it into a little game only the three of us know we’re playing.”

the leader asked with a slight growl, not even looking at me. “Oh, about that...” “Happy New Year, Wayland!”—the very same family couple, the Alerkos, suddenly appeared near us, not letting me finish. “Oh, you must kiss!” Lena blurted out happily, with a noticeable sparkle in her eyes, which took us by surprise. “You’re standing under the mistletoe!” We slowly look up and see a bunch of decorated mistletoe right above us. Looking closer, I notice there are quite a few mistletoe decorations all around.

He spun me gently, his grip steady yet tender, and as I came back into his arms, our eyes met again. “See?” I teased, a small smile tugging at my lips. “Not so bad after all.” “Maybe,” he murmured, his gaze softening. “But it’s only because I have the perfect partner.” He said and the music, slowly came to an end. “Ohh look! We have our mistletoe couple!” The Dj said through the mic on stage, I felt everyone eyes on us, I slowly looked up and I realized we were standing under a mistletoe. I swallowed hard as I slowly lowered my gaze to look at Dami.

Daring to touch her, he lifted her chin with a single finger so she could see the bushel of mistletoe right above her head. If anything, she glared even harder. “Are you serious? You suspect me of plotting something nefarious and then instead of alerting everyone you ask for a kiss? Or are you playing me? You fully intend to rat me out, don't you?” She really should be trying to convince him that he was mistaken and she was just a stupid naive maiden who didn't know what mistletoe was. But she had the feeling that that ship had sailed. As annoying as this stranger was, he didn't seem foolish. And she wasn't the best at playing pretend. She didn't have a hope in Hell of convincing him.

As I guided Billie inside the door— holding the small of her back courteously— I stylishly looked up at the entrance, checking if there was any mistletoe dangling above us. To my heart discontent, there was. But thankfully, Billie didn't waste a heartbeat at the door— the only situation that would allow me to stand toe to toe and necessitate a kiss. The various couples that gathered around tables in the hall in pairs and groups chatting over the soft danceable music emanating from the speakers placed at strategic corners of the hall seemed not to pay attention, but I knew that they were partyofficials with their preying eyes looking for victims that would unknowingly stand under the mistleto

A third whispered, “Oh no.” I walked closer, staring at the strange plant suspiciously. “Why are wolves placing toxic foliage above entrances? Should I be concerned.” Lucian appeared at my side like he had been summoned by my confusion. “That is mistletoe.” “I gathered that,” I said dryly. “Why is it here?” He opened his mouth, closed it, opened it again. “Well… it is part of a holiday tradition.” I narrowed my eyes. “Explain.” Before he could, Marek stepped into the hallway carrying a stack of wooden beams over one shoulder as if gravity was a polite suggestion. His hair was rumpled, his shirt sleeves pushed up, and there was a streak of flour on his jaw that made absolutely no sense.