Hoilday Geschichten

A collection of poems that cover a variety of topics.

For twelve days of Christmas I share with you twelve poooooems

Will the bridge fall down. Is

A story of a girl, Tatum Waldorf who meets a boy, Louis Laurent on her holiday to Paris,France "Those things are as bad as bin chickens" "Ok, pack it up harry styles" "You, look beautiful" "The guard and the maid" "Marlena"

Selene Calvin (nicknamed Silver), is a 16-year-old girl who went to live with her father, Scott Calvin, after her parents divorced. However, both her and Scott's lives change one Christmas where Scott becomes the new Santa, and she becomes an elf. Will Silver and Scott adapt to this new change, or will they see this as a problem that'll ruin their lives? (If this story does good, I might do all 3 movies)

It is a holiday special series to the curse series.

Ciera is the adopted older sister of the McAlister's.she stands up for Kevin hateing the way his family treats him.join him and her as they are left behind.

If the Fates Allow A heartwarming holiday romance about love lost, love rediscovered, and the quiet miracles that arrive when we least expect them. For five years, Aubree Anderson has been doing everything she can to keep moving forward-raising her children, honoring the memory of her late husband Bradley, and surviving the bittersweet holiday seasons without him. But returning to her childhood home on a snowy military base this Christmas feels different. Maybe it's the laughter of her kids playing in the snow. Maybe it's the old traditions. Or maybe it's the unexpected presence of Noah, a longtime friend whose quiet support stirs feelings she thought she'd buried. In a season full of lights and longing, fate has one final gift to deliver. If the Fates Allow is a deeply emotional story about healing, second chances, and the enduring power of love-set against the backdrop of snow-covered streets, Christmas music, and the unwavering strength of a military family.

Short story inspired by Skeletons On Parade by Ludo. RATED G

Hi I'm maddy and I'm going to tell you about my life. When I was 4 years old I went to Queensland and I went to Sea world, Wet N Wild, and Dreamworld. I had fun when I was 6 years old I went to America for the first time over seas I went to HollyWood and Orlando and Disney world and saw all Disney princess. Then when I was 7 years old I went back to Queensland and had fun

A Christmas Short Story about Sarah a single mother raising her daughter Emily alone without a father. On Christmas EveSarah was giving a job to bring gifts to families who can't afford gifts for their children. So Sarah and Emily decided to help a charity to deliver gifts to children before Christmas.

He watches you when you are sleeping.... Prolouge: A whip cracked over the heads of the last five rows of elves as Santa took up the end of the droopy prosession, with a mad look in his eyes. "What's this?" his thunderous voice boomed across the open tundra. None of the elves even turned around to look. It happened almost every day. "Get up on your feet you misrable rat!" Santa cracked the whip again this time hitting the poor elves feet. The elf moaned and made a half hearted attempt at getting up, but he fell back down. "Get up!" Santa barked. The elf tried once more but it was a more feeble attempt then the last. Santa got down on one knee and leaned really close to the elf's face. He propped the elf up on his knee so the elf was sitting in his lap. Santa pulled out his wallet and flipped it open. With some magic, Santa's ID turned into a picture of a female and to kids. "See them, your family, that's who you are letting down, how could you? How could you be so cruel to some innocent kids. Get up if you want to live. Get up if you want to live in the spirit of Chistmas. Get up if you want to live with me." Santa looked at the elf squarely in the eyes. Very faintly over the whipping winds of the North pole, the elf spoke. "No, I will not get up, I will never get up. The spirit of Christmas, there is no spirit anymore. At least not around here. And I will never get up up, to be with you, you are a ruined being, you are the root of evil, a heartless being, murderous and rampent to get you agenda finished, you are the thing that is wrong with this world, you are the greed, the envy, the jelousy, now standing against what you once stood for. You are the madman I will never get up for." Santa turned around and walked away fading into the snow storm. "He desevered to die anyway." Santa grumbled. With this he caught up to the line of elves and began cracking his whip once more. Santa smiled this was going to be the year of giving and receiving.

I woke up in a place I had never seen before but I sat up in a white checkered bed and next to me was a doctor his flaming orange hair his dark green eyes and handmade chlothes. I was looking at the most beautiful person ever !

funny

this is a miraculous short story's for the holidays that you can think of the past, present and future

In the wake of Caleb's ultimate sacrifice, the Vane household is a pressure cooker of newfound power and grief. The Triplets-Aura, Roman, and Julian Jr.-have inherited the Amber-Violet Resonance, a volatile new frequency that bridges the gap between their mother's architecture and their father's raw power. To save them from the High Order's detection, Julian and Mark initiate the Ghost Protocol: a total biological blackout that forces the children to suppress their skyrocketing abilities and live as "Ordinary" as humanly possible. ​But the neighborhood is no longer a sanctuary. The High Order has deployed Infiltrators-sleeper agents disguised as neighbors and teachers-to sniff out the "Source" echo. When a mysterious new student named Casia arrives with a DNA signature that hauntingly mirrors their dead father's, the Triplets' new senses scream of a trap. ​With their own minds being clouded by a microscopic "Smart-Dust" designed to mute their powers, the Ten must navigate a psychological minefield. Mark and Julian must unite to lead their family through a cold war of shadows where the greatest danger isn't the enemy you see, but the one sitting in the desk next to you. In a world where the "Ordinary" has become a mask, the Vanes must decide: how much of your soul are you willing to hide to survive? Technical Note: The Amber-Violet Resonance ​f_{res} = \frac{1}{2\pi\sqrt{LC_{sovereign}}} Where L is the "Legacy-Inductance" of the First Father and C is the "Capacity" of the Architect Mother. The resulting frequency is the only known power capable of shattering a High Order Dim