Undertale Au Christmas Party Novels & Stories

Warm, crusty dinner rolls sat in a basket, accompanied by a dish of whipped herbed butter, while a pitcher of chilled white sangria and a jug of sparkling water with lemon slices completed the spread. When they were all seated, and their plates were filled, the atmosphere grew lighter with Julia's easy chatter. “The kids can't wait for their Christmas party. They're already making all kinds of crafts and decorations,” she said. Elena gushed. “Aww… I can imagine it'd be so much fun.” “Oh, and little Bertha...," Julia went on. "She finally nailed her notes. She’s playing one of the songs at the party.” “Wow, that's great. I can't wait to see her…” Elena caught herself, remembering she couldn't

"I'm back with Taren." Taren extended his hand. "It's nice to see you again." "The pleasure is mine," Mr. Cummings replied, shaking his hand. "What can I do for you today?" Taren glanced over at Kiki and then turned back to the man who looked so much like Santa Claus. "Christmas presents." "Christmas is over," he replied. Taren nodded, his lips curling into a smile. "Yes, but we didn't get to celebrate properly, so we're going to make up for it tonight."

I smiled at the thought, which was a bad idea because Aaron took it as a sign I liked his arm around me or something and pulled me closer. “Um, not sure.” “Oh, you’re going, Wren,” Charlotte said. “It is the party of the year! Our own Christmas bash. You have to come,” Logan stressed. “Come on, Wren!” Cloe said, bouncing on the balls of her feet. “I mean, you’re a Lockwood. You have to come.” I exchanged a look with Charlotte, who turned into Liam’s chest, laughing. “There’s a hot tub,” Aaron said suggestively, wiggling his eyebrows. I wanted to vomit.

I grabbed the key to my room and locked my door behind me, following Mallory down the stairs. I knew what usually happened at these parties, and unless you broke a door down, you're not going to be any way you're not supposed to be. We walked into the room, and the light was already out. The Christmas lights lit up the place, and the music filled the room. The chips, dip, and pizza rolls were on the tables as the punch. However, it was probably beyond spiked by now, thanks to Aaden. There were also a lot more people than I thought it would be at the moment. It was just barely after nine o'clock, and there were already about thirty people here. I saw Alyx and Mason approaching us. "There you

Nicola Taylor It was the 24th of December, and the house was filled with glee and noise as we gathered for a small Christmas party with just close friends and their kids. The holiday lights twinkled softly, and the smell of gingerbread cookies drifted through the air. Lucas and I were in the bedroom, helping Cole get into his Santa costume, sharing a moment of laughter at his misery. “I can’t believe you actually got him to do this. This is amazing,” Lucas said, grinning ear to ear as he recorded the whole thing on his phone, zooming in on Cole’s unamused expression.

Three wolves in the corner choked at the same time. Marek stepped closer. “Aveline. Listen. Please. This is a mortal holiday craft. Not a High Realm frost ritual. Do not enchant anything else.” I blinked at him slowly. “Define enchant.” “No magic.” “Define no.” Lucian groaned. “We are doomed.” The giant Christmas tree stood in a corner, still wrapped in twine. It reached almost to the ceiling. A towering dark green mountain of pine needles and potential. Wolves gathered around it, eager to decorate.

Haylie, my parents, Timmy, and my assigned Secret Santa from my school. A handful of students from my grade had started a tradition four years ago, where we all put our names in a Santa hat and shake them up. Once everyone's name was put in, we would all take one out. Whoever was on the piece of paper, we would be their Secret Santa and buy them a gift, which we would all put under the "Giving Tree" at the annual Christmas party that was held every year on December 19th. In other words, it was being held tomorrow evening. Begrudgingly, I had picked out Zach. Lucky me. The last thing I wanted to do was get a gift for Zach Turploy. Especially not after he had beaten my... ex up. The word still

Isabella Roosevelt I stood in the corner of the room, taking in the scene before me. I was at the Christmas party, and Lucas’s younger brother, Cole, had decided to go all out this year. Dressed as Santa, complete with a red suit, white beard, and a jolly laugh that could fool anyone, Cole looked every bit the part. The room was filled with children, their excited chatter filling the air as they waited for presents and candy. But it was Lucas, not Cole, who had all my attention.

"The night's not over yet, Santa. I want my real present before we sleep." I chuckled low, my cock already twitching under the sheets despite the exhaustion. "Babe, we've been partying since noon. You sure you don't wanna save this for Christmas morning? Ho ho ho and all that." She pouted, but it was all fire, her hand diving straight under the waistband of my boxers, fingers wrapping around my thickening shaft with a firm, teasing squeeze. "Nah, this is Christmas Eve special delivery. You've been eyeing my ass all night under that mistletoe. Time to unwrap your naughty elf." She stroked me slow, thumb circling the head where pre-cum was already beading, her breath hot against my neck as she

Round tables and chairs covered with expensive white silk lined the polished floor of Percy’s pride and joy. There were balloons and string lights. Flowers and potted trees that blended in well with the decorations. Even though I couldn't stand Percy’s snake in the grass ass, he never missed when it came to putting together a celebration. “Can we have a good time tonight? I don’t wanna fight with you, Brielle.” “I’m not fighting, Kannon. And despite what’s going on … I am having a good time.” Instead of looking at me, she was looking at Monty.