Right. We continue our chain story. Read about how it started here.
Please welcome our 5th author, Lindsay Pate (aka @lpate1). Long time motor mouth and avid reader, Lindsay is currently working on her first novel. It is a love/hate relationship that she hopes one day to come to grips with it and actually publish it. Until then she distracts herself with her new blog, short stories, and her crazy supportive boyfriend and his two beautiful daughters.
BLOODY SANTA vs ZOMBIE SIREN. Chapter 5 by Lindsay Pate
The ancient elf heard the heartbreaking song once more, but this time another familiar sound accompanied it. Edwin crept slowly towards the clashing sounds. The song was so beautiful and deep and the other noise was a harsh clamor that made Edwin tremble with dread. Walking slowly and steadily towards the commotion, a scene he had never imagined, on the deserted arctic island, came into focus. There stood that fat bastard Santa Claus, looking as disgusting as ever, drooling over three captivatingly beautiful women.
All three of the women’s clothes were tattered, only accentuating their enigmatic beauty. Each of them stood tall with curves that would make any man feel inadequate.
Edwin noticed something different about these women, something that made him even more nervous than Santa Claus. So as not to get caught, he hid behind a nearby rock to see what was about to unfold.
Santa spoke obnoxiously, “Ho Ho Ho. What do we have here, ladies?”
The melody halted quickly, and the women stared boldly back at the red goblin.
A woman with long, perfectly straight jet black hair spoke deliberately in return, “Hello Mr. Claus. What brings you to this cold land?”
Santa cleared his throat, attempting to regain control of his insatiable cravings, “I should be asking you ladies that. Why you are on my island? It seems as though we could find a place that would be more…suitable for three enchanting women like you.”
Seeing these women aroused something deep within him that he had not felt in a long time. The cloned elves had been trained to please him in whatever way he demanded, but the thought of these three gorgeous goddesses in bed with him was enough to make him unravel.
The red headed beauty spoke seductively, “We are here for you Santa, and we have been VERY bad girls.”
Just hearing the woman speak nearly made Santa explode in his armored pants.
“Well, if you ladies would like to go somewhere a little warmer, we can discuss your punishment.” Santa spoke repugnantly.
“That’s okay, Santa, we quite like the cold, but if you follow us…we would love to show you something.” The third exquisitely attractive blonde woman spoke.
Leering at the three women Santa answered quickly, “Show me the way.”
The women glided across the snow delicately, while Claus traipsed clumsily behind with a big stupid fucking grin on his face. He came to a halt, realizing he was being led into a dark, frosty cave.
“What is it you want to show me exactly?” He demanded.
“We can’t tell you Santa, we have to show you.” The women all giggled suggestively.
The red goblin, enraptured by their beauty and femininity, followed blindly into the frozen tomb. Finally reaching their destination, the three women began to circle around Santa. A piercing black took over their eyes, where an icy blue had been.