Isabella is a 15 year old girl and a singer and dancer. When her parents got divorsed, she decided to live with her dad. On Christmas eve, her and her younger brother (Charlie) Hear noises on the roof and find Santa. A whirlwind happens after that then they are in the North Pole. As soon as she saw him she new that he was her love. Little did she know, he's thinking the same thing.

hi my name is y/n I'm 16 years old, I'm Scott Calvin's daughter, I have a little brother name Charlie, are parents divorced, and mom got a new husband name Neil. on Christmas eve Charlie wakes us up to a noise on the roof. what do you think will happen next? find out by reading this story!!

Years have passed since that very night Scott Calvin became Santa and his daughter (Name) became the Little Helper. The two have been at peace with their new life in the North Pole. But things get complicated when Scott is told he needs to find a wife over else the Christmas magic is gone forever. Four years later things get even more complicated with Jack Frost and the Escape Clause. Which turns both their lives upside down. I do not own the rights to The Santa Clause 2 or Santa Clause 3 The Escape Clause, this is just a fanfic for fun. All rights belong to Disney.

"Will I see you again?" "Most likely, if you come back, that is..." "Promise?" "Promise..." ~You are the older daughter Scott Calvin, but your the only child that lives with him. You get back from visiting your mother and Neil for Christmas Eve, but things take a weirder turn than you expected...~ ~I do not own these movies or the characters, you own yourself ~ You are at least 20 in this, maybe 18 idk, whatever you wanna be ~Bernard is like, 2400 years old (technically 24 I guess) ~ set in the early 2000's I guess idk

A Bernard the Elf Love Story. Crystal, adopted daughter of Laura Miller and Scott Calvin. Two years older than Charlie. If she told the truth, she was older than her parents. And she wasn't who she says she was.

𝐁𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 I can hear you but I won't Some look for trouble while others don't There's a thousand reasons I should go about my day And ignore your whispers which I wish would go away, oh