Aesthetic Christmas Pfp Novels & Stories

He scowled at me but there was no real bite in it. "Which one do you want?" It took a split second for me to realize he was going to let me choose something. My grin widened as I eagerly looked around at my options. I knew I was acting like a child but that's what this festival did to you. It brought out your inner child and what was more of a perfect time for that than Christmas. And add on to the fact Knox was being very sweet by winning me something. "I'll take Rudolph." I pointed to the kinda smaller reindeer hanging by himself. The older man working the booth handed him over with a kind smile as I held two stuffed animals in my arms.

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He is so cute. "Merry Christmas, champ," From nowhere Austin appeared and carried Aaron in his arms. They threw their fists and enjoyed their new style of shaking hands. "Merry Christmas, wifey, " He pulled me in his broad embrace and pecked on my forehead. "One pic please," He handed me his phone and I took a bright teeth selfie on his phone. Aaron was so happy today. This is not the first time, we are taking pictures but today is different for all of us.

I hired a lawyer to handle the divorce lawsuit for me. Next, I found a new place to stay and quietly waited for the results of the divorce proceedings. Just when I thought everything would slowly settle down, a group of dog lovers started coming after me on the internet. In no time, I became a trending topic. Some animal lovers had seen Charles' livestream where he searched for his dog on Christmas Eve and had taken photos of his devastated expression. The pictures spread rapidly online. Charles became known as the "Dog-Loving Prince Charming" while I became public enemy number one.

~Mia’s POV~ I couldn’t believe I was actually doing this. Standing in the middle of Westfield Mall dressed as a sexy elf—short green velvet dress, candy-cane striped stockings, little bell-tipped hat. This was not exactly how I’d pictured my first holiday break from college. But rent was due, my campus job had dried up, and the “Holiday Helper” gig paid stupidly well for smiling and posing with kids on Santa’s lap.

Piper. I gape at him, caught off guard by the arrogance lacing his words. “No,” I snap, recovering. “The CEO got me this dress. Who the hell is Santa anyway? I’ve never heard of such a name.” His grin falters just a little, but he quickly recovers, his eyes dancing with amusement. “Santa,” he repeats, his tone dripping with mockery, “is an Alpha who can grant your every wish. But I suppose if you’d rather believe it was the CEO…”

she said Yh then we won't, by the way I love your hair packed in a slick back pony tail, it makes your forehead look even bigger, I said chuckling. You win, I am not insulting you again, please leave me and my big forehead head alone, I thought you were being all cute with the way you were complementing me, grumpy ass hole. Artemis said still running. See the Eiffel tower, so beautiful, the lights decorated on it makes me think it's Christmas, it's so beautiful, gets me everytime, it's never old no matter the amount of time I view it. Let's take a picture, for memory sake . Artemis said

At least, for this morning… Siel’s close pal said to herself. "You know what day is today?" Di continued aloud. "Ah, Di. I really don't wanna think about it." "Why?! It's my very favorite month! We have to plan on matching ugly sweaters and Christmas hair accessories. You always manage to look good in them no matter how ridiculous they are. Besides, green and red have always looked great with your pearly-white skin!" "You say that every Christmas, Di. This year it's not gonna work," Siel stated in a depressed tone.

I blinked hard. Then blinked again. And almost threw my phone. Monica posted. A whole Christmas photoshoot with Adrian. Matching sweaters, fake snow, gifts piled everywhere, and captions like: *”Perfect day with my perfect man”* *”He spoiled me again ”* *”Love is sweet.”* She tagged me in every single picture. Every. Single. One. My mouth dropped open. But then, my fingers took over and I typed. *” Your smiles are so fake. Next time, drop something behind the camera… something that will actually make you happy.”*