Under The Mistletoe Cast Novels & Stories

“Oh, why don’t you want to give me kiss? Gadriel, come here! Your sister gave me a kiss. Gadriel!” A new beginning had started. Renata knew it. Diego and Cameron were meant to be. Someday. Soon… they just have to be patient. THE END

The staff gave us a card, and then we got into the elevator. “Angeli, what kind of bachelorette party is this? Ate Angie and Ate Kara didn’t come... Don’t tell me you’re leaving me here too?” Angeli didn’t answer. The elevator opened on the sixth floor, and she dragged me down the dark hallway. “Martha... Don’t waste this moment, okay? It’s just one night. One chance to score with someone else. After this, you won’t be available anymore. Don’t miss this chance, and just make this night amazing.”

Zayn caught my eye for a brief second, but I quickly looked away, determined not to let him get under my skin again today. Seven, the ever-observant second-in-command, nodded in my direction as I approached. Seleira stood beside him, her arms crossed, eyes scanning the group with her usual sharp focus. I took a deep breath and started stretching, doing my best to avoid eye contact with Zayn. The last thing I needed was another pointless exchange with him. "Oh, the princess is back." I caught whispers from my side. They were trying to keep it low, but did they forget we had supersonic hearing? Or were they just stupid?

We look into each other's eyes as we get lost in the song and our glaring contest. "You and your dance partner are under a mistletoe," someone says. I look around, and all eyes are on us. I glance at Damien, who looks like he wants to murder me for this. He is probably blaming me for the presence of the mistletoe. "Oh! We are not…” I shake my head until I notice someone through my peripheral vision. Rachel. “I mean, who are we to go against tradition?” I flash my best smile.

*Grace* “Thank you.” I stare at the mistletoe on the hook, my mind awash in memories, as Rob descends the ladder. I look at him when he reaches the bottom, reality dawning when I see his expression and recognize, as he just had, we’re standing under the mistletoe together. Rob’s honey-colored eyes have the dark intensity they’ve had a lot today. Though it feels overwhelming, I hold his gaze, trying to absorb the emotion. Unconsciously, his eyes shift to my lips, and I lift my mouth toward him. I’m expecting him to withdraw and hoping desperately that he won’t when he leans down.

“You're under the mistletoe.” Laura looked up quickly to see the small green branch with red berries and a white ribbon. Someone had hung it up directly where a person would stop to read about the mating behaviors of dinosaurs. Laura blushed and quickly stepped away. “Thanks,” she said to the handsome man. He smiled and somehow got more attractive. “You got lucky. Creepy-Dave from accounting has been sitting here waiting for a pretty girl to step under that. He just went to get a drink.” “Creepy-Dave?” she asked, looking around.

He ran his hands through his jet black hair. "Trent! Trent!" Misty yelled from the front, "Trent get back here and marry me!" The air felt thick, almost suffocating, as everyone tried to process the impossible. Reid or Arden, as he insisted on being called now stood there, calm yet imposing, while Ross and the rest of the Silverwood household looked like they had seen a specter. Cassie blinked rapidly, trying to connect the dots in her head, but the pieces just wouldn’t fit.

a deep voice shouted behind us. I gasped, “Couldn’t you run faster?” “I’m doing the best I could, but their hungry machines are hard to beat.” “We need to distract them,” the shortest guy shifted back into his human form and mounted the other guy. A thin mist covered his body, almost replicating my sitting stance. Men with flashing lights wrecked the path on their big wheels. The forest moaned in pain—it wanted to scratch the ticks, but they had no hands to do the laborious task.

Her gaze dropped to my stomach and her eyes widened as I stared at it. "Hell dear, it’s nice to meet you too. By the way, I’m Cassandra Leosa, and yes, the future wife of Hiro." I smiled at her. I heard that Aunt Stea and Aunt Liva, chuckled on my side. When I looked at Aunt Lhera, I saw her wink at me. When Hiro, arrived, he was taken aback when he saw his bitch friend Artaya.

That's some guts! "You know..." She was still talking when she noticed the spotlight fall on a tall, cool ivory-skinned, handsome hunk with a light auburn hair packed in a neat high bun who was standing on the well decorated podium which was 4 feet higher than the floor where Jessica and every other guest of the party was and immediately, Katherine could tell he was the Lycan King even though he wasn't dressed like royalty at all as he wore denim jeans and a black T-shirt which seemed to be missing a few buttons at the top.