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The Unexpected Elf. Synopsis:One holiday season, a desperate store executive, an earnest young man with a dream even he couldn't put into words, a secretly lonely young woman who needed a good friend and didn't know it; they all came together and a special something, or someone was added to the mix. The result: maybe a little magic, the kind that lasts. Jim Torrance was getting very worried. Everything had seemed to be perfectly in place for Williams Town Center Mall's Christmas...
By SaraOz I was at home about a month before Christmas when one of my brother's friends dropped in to ask me if I would like a part time job for the holidays. I was thinking some extra money for Christmas would be good. So I asked Adam what the job was? Adam said with a smile: Elf.After a laugh I asked Adam again what the job was. He said being an Elf at the Shopping Centre. I knew Adam had worked as an Elf at the Santa show last year as my friends and I had dropped by to see him and to sit...
© Copyright 2002 by Stormbringer Bedwin - A human culture found on the great Northern continent. The society is male-dominated, but women are educated and raised so as to be more useful to their husbands. They are living wallets for the males as Bedwin have not developed coinage. The women are adorned with gold wearing nipple disks, chains, gold linked loincloths, etc. Some of the richest attempt to plump their wives up so that there is more flesh to cover with gold. Outside women wear...
The spirit of Naar floated helplessly in the darkness of space, his soul a cloud of ethereal, black smoke. He watched angrily as the universe was consumed by the Light of Ishir and Kai, their benevolent gazes bringing new life to the worlds he had purified with fire and death. At the Dark God’s side floated Gwena, an Elf girl who had succumbed to Naar’s evil power. *This Light, this goodness sickens me,* snarled Naar mentally to his disembodied slave. *Is there any way we can halt...
Translation of German words or phrases at the end. However, I have tried to make the meaning fairly clear in context. YOU WIN, ELF It is evening in late July. I am watching television in the common room along with several of the older students at the School. The movie is “Water for Elephants”, which takes place in a circus during the Great Depression. I am totally engrossed in the action, fascinated by this view of what an American circus was like in those...
Wu Mei worked as a waitress at Benny's Pizza but was now making extra money doing odd jobs at a big hotel. But the hours were terrible. She had worked 20 hrs a day the last 3 days. Sometimes she could barely see straight and even simple things were hard. But getting enough money to visit her husband made it all worthwhile. She needed to see him, particularly after the shocking things that happened on Halloween. She had been working overtime at Benny's and had to deliver a late pizza to some...
As I sit here on a cold Christmas Eve rocking my twins to sleep, I have to tell you a story. This is the story of my experience a year ago this very night. Whether it was a real, a dream or something in between, I will never know. You decide. I am a typical suburban mom of two, living in a typical small town, married to a typical man, and living in a typical suburban home in the western United States. I married a man who earns a decent living trying to convince people to buy things that they...
Fantasy & Sci-Fi“Well, hi folks! Do you remember me?” “Yes, that’s right! I’m the talking Snowman from that old TV show!” “What was that you said?” “Why yes, I suppose I do sound like Burl Ives, and why not? The man had a perfectly wonderful voice.” “So, I’m sure you’re wondering what I doing here at this time of night? I mean, the kids are all snuggled up in bed and all, and it’s too late to tell them a Christmas story, isn’t it? Hehe, you must think this old Snowman’s brain is half melted after all these...
SupernaturalBook 5: The Vault's Treasure Chapter Three: The Redheaded Elf By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Knight-Errant Angela – Lesh-Ke Mountains, The Kingdom Of Haz I seized Sophia's hand and led my lover across the strewn boulders and fallen rocks which had crashed across the road and nearly killed my companions and me. Anger burned through me as my armor clinked with every step. I had almost been killed by the avalanche those two bitches had...
Early in the year, i happily retired from job, of thirty odd years.I had worked hard, provided a good home for my family, and now i was of pension age, i decided it was time for me to enjoy it too.I soon relaxed into a casual life style of lazy mornings. pottering around the garden, and taking my loving wife out when ever she wanted to.Then around the end of November, Mary, my wife, spotted an advert in the local paper, apparently the local shopping mall was looking for someone to play Santa...
It was just before Christmas and we had gone away, "Up North", shall we say, for a couple of nights getaway.In one of the local pubs, close to where we were staying, we spotted a flyer advertising a "Christmas dress up" themed party in a nightclub the following night. Zoe always likes to dress up, so decided on trying to source an outfit the following morning in the town.It wasn't mandatory to wear fancy dress so it was only her that got an outfit. She opted for the Naughty Elf look: a...
Wife LoversI am an elf. My name is Willmar Snowflake, but almost everyone calls me Willie. Those who know me well call me Wicked Willie. I am 111 years old, which is just at the beginning of elf adulthood. I am tall for an elf, almost 5 feet in height. I have bright red hair and a ruddy complexion. I'm fit and trim, no cookie belly for me! Those who have come to know me well have come to realize that my most outstanding feature can be found inside my pants; my cock is a thing of beauty – almost 10-inches...
He strode along the winding path, adjacent to a stream at his right. There was an enigmatic presence to this forest, a particular atmosphere that impressed upon him a feeling of recognition. He was familiar with the aura, this forest indeed harbored magic and mystery, yet it was not a dark variety. It was simple, innocent, charming and mystical. He could feel it on his skin like a powder.With one hand on the pommel of his sword strapped to his belt, he hummed a tune, the contents of his satchel...
Fantasy & Sci-FiSISSY ELF by Throne Ernie was hanging around outside the FEM FEM OMEGA sorority house... again. He loved to be there between his classes, to watch the girls enter and leave, and to imagine what went on inside. The members tolerated his presence. To them he was a minor irritant. At the same time, he was always available to run errands, like driving to the store to pick up something, or maybe hauling the trash cans that they left out back over to the curb for collection. In exchange...
A young man of 27 sits by his fireplace in a quaint ski-lodge far up in the mountains. The lifts have fallen into disrepair this year, so there are no customers even in this busy season. He does not really want to see anyone right now anyway, because coming up is the first anniversary of his wife’s death. The memories of that event still haunt him. It was ruled an accident, but he could not think of it that way. The couple had been arguing about something that seemed stupid now. She just...
Shadowhunters are physically marked with Runes over their skin, the older or more elite a Shadowhunter, the more Runes they will have. The Runes create different types of effects, some are defensive and some aid strength etc. These Runes are tattooed onto the Shadowhunter using a Stele (a specially crafted Shadowhunter weapon) If you have read the Mortal Interment series you will know what I'm talking about c: What the characters look like: Aeris -...
As usual this story is my property and may not be republished or redistributed without my express permission. This story is a work of fiction, any resemblance to people living or dead is a coincidence. — Ryan loved Christmas, it was his favorite time of year. All the hustle and bustle, kids bursting with excitement and parents trying to keep up with them. That’s probably why he’d worked as one of Santa’s Elves since he was sixteen, and had continued doing it for the past ten years. He loved...
Introduction: I hope you guys like the story. I will write the next part if you guys like it. An elite group of fictional warriors. Trained since childhood to fight and slay the downworlders, demons and faeries that attempt to create havoc on earth. Shadowhunters are different from humans which they call mundanes, the Shadowhunters are what you could call an enhanced race of humans Shadowhunters are physically marked with Runes over their skin, the older or more elite a Shadowhunter, the more...
Alaria was a young Night Elf, only 257 (Physically the same to a 20 year old Human more or less). She was a quiet, secluded girl who had never travelled farther than Teldrassil-Her only knowledge of the rest of the world came from her friends and the many books she read. The mighty halls of the Dwarven city Ironforge, the savage Orcs of the Horde, the obscure impossible inventions of the Gnomes and the Goblins-all stories to her. While her friends adventured the continents of Azeroth, she...
FantasyThe continent of Gildan is a strange place, it was once ruled by a race now simply known as 'The Sun People' it was said they had the powers of gods, but they disappeared from Gildan one day. Only the city of Sholl remains as a reminder of them, the city is now under the control of the elves. Their refusal to allow any human into the city ensures that humanity has practically no knowledge of who the Sun People were, and what happened to them. The rest of the world is no less interesting though....
FantasyYou can't believe your eyes--there she is, your dream girl, Kelsey, posting about her services as a Christmas elf for children's parties. Although the effect of the whole outfit is a little bit dorky, there's no denying that you're feeling...well, a little aroused. That little green sweater that she's got on hugs her hot little frame ever-so-nicely, and her gorgeous tits just *beg* to be squeezed through that soft fabric. Her shapely thighs look eminently lickable, too, in those little...
Lara Croft was walking around the forest around noon time looking for this specific flower. She came upon these arched trees that looked like a gate. She walked through and saw a woman bending over a table with leaves piled on it. "I know why you are here," said the woman. She stood up and turned around to face Lara Croft. Lara Croft drew a deep, shuddering breath as she beheld the beauty radiating from the woman. She had a light reddish hair color, the bluest eyes so crystal clear, skin so...
Lesbian[[Hi! I work 60 hours a week most weeks, and as a result am often too tired to update. If you want more updates, or you want to contribute, or you have a character you want to cameo in the story, drop me a message!]] Mizuki of the clan Yonomori. You met her just a few weeks prior, skulking around a seedy tavern in town, dipping her fingers into people's pockets. You'd watched her intently as she made herself a small fortune in loose copper coins lifted from stranger's purses. That is, until...
FantasyThe forests of Murklewarren seem eerily quiet this morning and a thick, cool mist hangs in the air. Only able to see the ghostly silhouettes of gnarled trees through the haze, you feel as though you are walking through an abyssal cloud. And you're being stalked. Someone is moving stealthily nearby, but they cannot hide from your keen elven ears. You brush auburn bangs away from your rich hazel eyes and peer into the fog. A grin spreads across your face, for you may yet have some fun...
FantasyThe Nor clan had thought to rebel liked the dozen clans that had sought a rift to a new home. My father had many spies and came upon them as they prepared for war. They were defeated before they even tried to fight and my father killed the clan leader's heir as an example. To humiliate him father said I was to have his only daughter. The reason it humiliated him was because I was a bastard and of low rank and stature. My name is Dusk and I am a full blood sidhe or dark elf as they had began...
Es war ein lauer Sommerabend. Ich sa? auf dem Balkon und genoss mit einem Glass Wein das letzte Tageslicht. Bald w?rde es dunkel sein. Es wurde k?hler, und ich zog die Jacke meines Trainingsanzuges an. So sehr ich diese Stimmung liebte, h?tte ich doch gerne auf die Insekten verzichtet. Ich beschloss deshalb ins Zimmer zu gehen. Mist, da ist so ein Vieh mit hinein geschl?pft, und was f?r ein gro?es. Die Fliegenklatsche lag f?r solche F?lle bereit. Was war das f?r ein Insekt? Eine Libel...
© 2011 All rights reserved Author’s note: Here’s my story for the Winter Holidays contest. I hope you enjoy it, and votes and feedback are welcome and appreciated. Thanks to LettersfromTatyana, MugsyB and Annanova and my husband for encouragement and beta reading. ================================== Joe Naylor stared at the department store display. ‘I can not believe this.’ ‘What?’ His girlfriend, Noelle Winters, gave him a puzzled look. ‘This!’ He made a sweeping gestures with his arm to...
According to Webster’s New World Dictionary: Aureole is the radiance encircling the head or body of something as in halo or the illuminated area around the sun as seen in a mist or during an eclipse. Areola is a small ring around something as the dark ring around a nipple. Christmas Story One The Christmas Angel I was your typical good looking college graduate working my way up the corporate ladder. I was twenty-eight years old and single because I worked all of the time. It...
Joe Naylor stared at the department store display. "I can not believe this." "What?" His girlfriend, Noelle Winters, gave him a puzzled look. "This!" He made a sweeping gestures with his arm to indicate the shelves. "It's October fifteenth and they're putting up Christmas decorations!" He scowled at the Santas, elves, miniature trees and other Yuletide paraphernalia that sat mere feet from more appropriate seasonal wares. Pumpkins, witches, and skeletons grinned at him from their...
“There is a beast in man that must be exercised, not exorcised.”-The Satanic Bible*It was Christmas Eve, and Jolly Old Saint Nicholas had one last job to do. A job he dreaded.He stood at an iron door in the side of a mountain at the top of the world, hesitating as he lifted a rusted key from around his neck. Did he really have to go through with it? Maybe this year, just for once, he could skip this last chore. Maybe everything would be better off if he just left well enough alone…But no.; he...
Supernatural-The Satanic Bible *** Jolly old Saint Nicholas had one last job to do that evening. A job he dreaded. He stood at an iron door in the side of a mountain at the top of the world, lifting an old, rusted key from around his neck and wondering if he really had to go through with it. Maybe this year, just for once, he could skip this particular chore… But no. He shook his head, spilling snow from his crown of ivy. He was obligated to be charitable to everyone in need. And what...
Christmas Journey************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan December 2011The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.It was the day before Christmas Eve in the mid 1960s. I was facing a boring Christmas sitting in my office in Devonport Dockyard waiting for...
Joyce had barely made it back to the apartment from the grocery store where she worked as a checkout clerk and tucked the ham she’d brought home—the last one in the store—before it was time to go pick up the Christmas cake she’d ordered from Gleesons before they closed. She had already been cutting her time short—she still had to go buy a tree and figure out where she’d stashed the ornaments and lights—and she hadn’t gotten off shift when she expected to. She kicked herself for not remembering...
It is only November 1, and the mall speakers are blaring Christmas music already. The Christmas season hasn’t been a favorite of mine for many years. And each year the commercialization Christmas seems to start earlier. Hell, we haven’t had Thanksgiving yet, and Halloween was just last night! The last Christmas I can remember that I actually got excited about, was nearly forty years ago. It was the last one before my mom died. Christmas was her time of the year. She saved a bit of the...
Christmas Story Four Stocking Stuffer I have been the community Santa Claus for a few years now and then one day I received a phone call from a woman trying to hire me for a Christmas party. I had a funny feeling about it so at first I said no but she was very persistent. She offered me more money than I normally charge and she said that there would be a lot of children there too. I was finally sold on the idea as long as there were kids involved. She said that I was to show up near...
By: beagle9690 December 2009 Gabriel: I awoke in a hospital room to sunlight dancing on the sleeping form of my angel in the chair by my bed. Her long unbound hair shone like a heavenly halo as it caressed her neck and shoulders. Peaceful and innocent in her slumber, Amy's deep contented breathing was a comfort to me knowing that she was safe. Amy is my angel, my salivation, oh how I loved my beautiful brown eyed girl... how healing her presence is to me. My heart swelled with...
NOTE: This story contains pissing not water sports, sorry. Christmas Story Five Box & Bow One night about a week before Christmas I was awakened by mom letting out a scream. I got out of bed and started out of my bedroom door when dad shouted at me to get back in bed and go back to sleep. He looked at my sister coming out of her room too and told her to do the same thing. Mary Ann is my fourteen-year-old little sister. She is cute but I’ve know her my whole life and she can be a...
Copyright Oggbashan December 2011 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * It was the day before Christmas Eve in the mid 1960s. I was facing a boring Christmas sitting in my office in Devonport Dockyard waiting for something that probably wouldn’t happen. I was the most...
Christmas Story Three Sister’s Are Forever When I saw that coffee mug sitting on the store shelf all of a sudden it made sense. “Sister’s Are Forever!” That was what it said on it. My girlfriends have come and gone but my sister has always been there for me. This might be my last Christmas at home too. In June I would be out of high school and on my way to a college in another state. I bought the mug for my sister. Nichoël is my sister. My mother named her Nichoël because she...
Marion sat upright on the bus seat, knees together, shoulder bag on her lap. She watched the dark streets pass by through her reflection in the window. Christmas lights shot their electric streams of coloured energy through the blackness, creating islands of cheer in the gloom. Some streets the bus passed through were more affluent, with lots of competing displays, making a cheerful vista to walk arm in arm through. She and Jack would have to do that some night. Other streets, poorer and...
I wrote this story several years ago and thought that I'd repost it for the holidays. Christmas Wishes By Morpheus The Carson family sat at their kitchen table in preparation for one of their families Christmas traditions. Mike, who was the father of the family, had a sheet of paper in front of him, carefully writing on it while his wife Lauren read over his shoulders, making occasional suggestions while their children, 17 year old Michelle and 15 year old Steve impatiently waited...
An English Christmas It was a long flight for Ethan and Nichole Smith. The two had to rush home after school to double check their suitcase to ensure that they had everything. Their father Nigel had already done the check for them and added some additional clothes that they had forgotten, particularly underwear and socks. He had had a hard time not shuddering at seeing Nichole's panties but it was for the greater good that he counted and made sure she had enough. Their mother Karen...
Dear readers, this story was written by me and my partner Midnitehawk. I hope you enjoy our story. I am sure our love and lust for each other shines thru into the story. Please write and let me know what you think and I will show all mail to Ian. We love to receive feedback on our stories. * * * * * The kitchen smelt of apple and blackberry pie. Heat, from the oven, pervaded the whole room. It felt like Fran had been cooking all day. A streak of white gashed her forehead, and she swept some...
April awoke to the sound of a winter wind blowing outside her window. She shivered a little at the sound, then sat up and took a couple deep breaths. To her relief, she didn’t cough and her lungs felt more or less clear. After checking her temperature to confirm that her fever was gone, April jumped out of bed and stretched.“It’s over,” she said aloud to the empty room, “That fucking disease is really over.”April had been bedridden for most of the last month. It had begun with a nasty flu and...
AnalMelinda and her husband Mike used to go all out at Christmas time, decorating every inch of the house, inside and out. It was her favorite holiday. One of the traditions Melinda brought from her childhood was the family setting up the tree the first Sunday of December. Nowadays it was not just their kids, but grandkids as well. The sounds of children giggling, a serenade of Christmas melodies, make that day extra special. This year however just wasn’t the same, because her husband divorced her...
Straight SexChristmas at the Jones's. By Tanya H. For Lina, Becca and all the women who were strong and brave enough. Christmas Morning. A good family Christmas centres on tradition and hosting hers in her brand new (dream) house made Mum understandably nervous. I didn't help when I'd messaged, a few days earlier, to say I'd be bringing my boyfriend having decided the time was right to disprove the suggestion I'd invented him to try and reassure Mum. She met me on the driveway, as I...
2003 © Thank you Angel for all your wonderful help. It was a long five hour drive from the hospital. Seven year old Tim had bee n a constant visitor with his father, going there to see his mother since she had been diagnosed with cancer last spring. Tonight was Christmas Eve, and it was snowing very hard. They had to get home before Santa came. Tim was very excited about Christmas, even though his mother wouldn't be home. Spending the day with he r had helped young Tim a lot. They took...
A big thank you to Tigerjen for taking time out of her busy schedule to edit my story at the last minute… And I mean the last minute! * * * * * It was a long five hour drive from the hospital. Seven year old Tim, and his father had been doing it since his mother had been diagnosed with cancer, last spring. Tonight was Christmas Eve, and it was snowing very hard. They had to get home before Santa came. Tim was very excited about Christmas, even though his mother wouldn’t be home. Spending the...
Dear Diary, Well, this has been another interesting Christmas for me, it is the seventh anniversary of my parents death, my seventh Christmas without a family. I didn't expect much for Christmas; only a few friends here at College know my story. The ones that had money and could afford them gave me presents. I got three or four small things, nothing major or worth mentioning and I gave my friends presents that I could afford. I did my usual bit for humanity by working in a soup kitchen and...
Chapter One Twenty-eight days before Christmas I found myself in a remote, fortified camp in what seemed to be a million miles from nowhere. I am Lieutenant Eric Steiger, United States Navy, and I command a mixed unit of Marines and Navy SEALs. Our mission is to gather intelligence on arms being transported from Iran into Afghanistan. ‘Hey, Lieutenant. The supply helo is about ten minutes out. Do you have anything that needs to go back to headquarters?’ Chief Petty Officer Thomas Kincaid...
Christmas On Duty Copyright Oggbashan December 2012Minor edit December 2013The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.This story is set in the 1960s, long before texting and mobile phones. *************************************************Our office party was set for Christmas Eve...
Step dad, mum and college lass: Everything under a Christmas tree should be opened with relish and delight....Some may say I’m lucky, others who share the same birthday as me, will take a different view. My birthday falls on Christmas Day. Yet here I was getting up excited and very early on Christmas morning just turned eighteen. I was prepared as usual for the ‘single double’ present that covered both birthday and Christmas. But at least it was under a tree. The tree I had helped decorate with...
Christmas On Duty Copyright Oggbashan December 2012Minor edit December 2013The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.This story is set in the 1960s, long before texting and mobile phones. *************************************************Our office party was set for...
Christmas at Thanatos Manor – Part One Dear Reader. Here's a cruel and depraved little confection to brighten yourholiday season. So put down the ribbons and wrapping paper and spend a fewminutes with the members of the Thanatos Society as they gather at the Manorto celebrate Christmas. Like most of my tales, this one is not for the faintof heart. If you would like to let me know what you think of this story, youmay contact me at [email protected] Cerberus A leather-clad chauffeur...
That was the awkward Christmas. I had come back from my sophomore year at college, visiting my parents for a few days — the first time I felt like a visitor in the house I grew up in. My younger brother, Randy, had accepted an invitation to go skiing with some cousins, a trip that my other obligations made impossible for me. His absence turned the time with my parents a bit more claustrophobic. Then, with only me and my parents in the house, they decided on a table-top Christmas tree instead of...
However, the coming Friday was Christmas. Instead of celebrating, she would spend the day sleeping late, enjoying a TV dinner, while watching one of her old taped movies, like “Gone with the Wind.” Or so she thought, the phone rang. When she answered it, it was her mother. She was calling to invite Melinda to come home for Christmas, after all she was only forty miles away. As usual, mom wouldn’t take no for an answer. “But Mom, I don’t feel like celebrating, it brings back too many...
Christmas Story Two Here Kitty Kitty I was away at college during the holidays. My mother was home all alone, since dad had died earlier in the year. I didn’t have the money or anyway to get home so mom would have to face this first Christmas all alone. I missed being home for Thanksgiving and my roommate knew it. He tried to comfort me, he tried to get me drunk, and he even tried to get me laid too. As it got closer to Christmas I told him that my mother had been born on...
Copyright Oggbashan December 2012 Minor edit December 2013 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story is set in the 1960s, long before texting and mobile phones. ************************************************* Our office party was set for Christmas Eve starting...