Noelle: Sacrificed to the Krampus Lord
A Sacrificial Maiden Holiday Novella
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Serenity Wylde
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On the longest, cruelest night of the year, the elders of Krannbach bind the naughtiest maiden to the moon-washed altar and flee, praying the old stories are only stories.
This year the bells chose Noelle.
Crimson velvet barely cloaks her shivering skin. Golden bells circle her wrists and ankles—silent until the beast draws near. Then they ring like sin itself, sweet and damning.
He rises from shadow and snow: eight feet of midnight fur, horns black as frozen sin, eyes glowing like embers in hell. Chains forged for the damned clink at his belt. One look at Noelle and those chains tremble with a hunger older than winter.
She should beg. She should weep. Instead, she lifts her chin and whispers, “If I’m already damned, monster, make me feel it.”
His roar shakes the stained glass. He came for punishment. She offers sin instead.
She was the sacrifice. He became the gift.
Merry Christmas to me.
♥ Possessive winter demon ♥ Virgin heroine who chooses the dark ♥ Bells, chains, and a very naughty tongue ♥ Guaranteed happily ever after
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