"You know when Christmas is coming, and you and your friends start getting all worked up because of all the gifts you ought to buy, you fuss and fuss because you have no idea what to get them, and you start hating Christmas and fancy retiring in a cloistered convent? Yeah? Me too. However, my friends and I have found a quite interesting solution to that. Let me tell you about it." DISCLAIMER This book contains smut, caution advised if you are under 18. This story contains extremely EXPLICIT and extremely ADULT contents.please do NOT read if you're underage and/or you'd feel uncomfortable with such scenes.

"I know how to kill the Skeleton." He couldn't be serious. That...being looked undefeatable when I first met him. And rather dead. How can you kill someone who isn't even alive? Sam's nose scrunched up. "Are you sure we're talking about the same thing? Everyone in this room knows he's basically immortal." He turned towards her; his eyes filled with determination. "Until proven otherwise." None of the images in this story are mine. Credits to the owner!!