All You Want For Christmas Lyrics Novels & Stories

I paused and rubbed her hand gently. “For the rest of the days until Christmas, allow me to court you.” “Court me… until Christmas?” she whispered. “Yes,” I replied. “I want to spend every moment with you, learning about you, protecting you, and cherishing you. And then, on Christmas Day, you will give me your answer—that is my Christmas wish.” I turned into a small, earnest smile and let the words hang between us. “To be with you and our son. That’s all I want.”

“Please, Santa. Just this once—grant me this one wish for Christmas.” “I can’t,” he says. “If you’re a good girl by next Christmas, I’ll grant you whatever you want.” “Next year is too far,” I insist. “Please… just this one wish.” He opens his mouth to protest. “Please,” I beg, cutting him off before he can say a word. “Just this once. I promise I’ll be good from now on. You’ve never granted me a Christmas wish before… so please—just this once, grant it.”

I've never been in love and being in love with you has made me the happiest man on earth. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. You are my one and only. And of course, another year, another Christmas spent with you and this year, it's going to be slightly different but I'm always going to be there with you through every Christmas that we spend (that's never going to change) for as long as we both live. So, Merry Christmas to my one and only love! I'm probably exaggerating with the exclamation mark but don't mind me, yeah? Open your present, sweetheart and take that baby for a ride.

“You are the only woman I want. There is not a woman in the world that can do what you do to me. Only you have that power.” I lowered my mouth to hers, brushing my lips over hers before sealing our mouths together. She had been right; one touch would not have been enough. My body craved her like a nicotine addict craved the next drag. It was the kind of craving that couldn’t be satisfied with just a touch or a basic kiss. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her body close to mine. I’d been waiting all night to touch her. I wanted to make her understand that there was no other woman for me. It was her. Deep down, I knew it would always be her. She was it for me.

With that , they all merrily started to sing " Happy birthday .... tooooo ... ..yooouuuuu .... Happppyyyy .... Birthday ... to.... yooouuuuu..... Happy ... birthday dear Scarlet ...... Happpppppyyy....... birthday to you ..... " Scarlet got mesmerized with all the favourite people in her life , singing in chorus and dancing merrily for her. She thought that she was way too disturbed that she herself forgot her own birthday and mind slapped herself. Quickly coming back to the people singing and happily smiling , she got up and Thanked everybody taking them all in a big bear hug .

"Yes, ma'am." As their lips met again, Sophia's mind raced. This was supposed to be just fun, wasn't it? So why did it feel like so much more? She pushed the thoughts aside, losing herself in the sensation of Jake's body against hers, his hands roaming her curves. Jake pulled back slightly, his blue eyes dark with desire as they roamed over Sophia's flushed face. A playful smirk tugged at his lips. "You know," he murmured, his breath hot against her ear, "I can't wait to unwrap my Christmas present." His fingers toyed with the hem of her dress. "Is what's underneath just as exquisite?"

It started snowing so much, everything is covered with a layer of white snow! “You even remembered the nutcracker!” I say with excitement. “All I want for Christmas is you.” He sings, while dancing with Leland in his arms “I don't want a lot for Christmas. There is just one thing I need. I don't care about the presents. Underneath the Christmas tree. I just want you for my own. More than you could ever know. Make my wish come true. All I want for Christmas is you.” I sing. Jack and I make our way inside with Leland and the house looksstunning.

Mama finally got up ranting and throwing money, “fuck you all! Ya’ll selfish bitches want Christmas and some real parents, then here you go.” She threw a wad of bills in the air and left the room to get ready for the night's rendezvous. “Well, little girl I guess you got what you wanted, Merry fucking Christmas. Now clean up this mess and get that damn bush out of my living room.”

This was like a dream come true. As soon as I hit the correct note, I closed my eyes and sang; 'I don't want to dance with somebody else But if you call for me I'll be there And if you need a shoulder to cry on Well, I won't stop until the end My love for you will never fade away It will always shine bright So I'll make you my first and last kiss And then we will surely find a way If there's a ray of light I'll help it burn so bright You only have to light the fire

Playing the guitar again made me feel a bit more whole, like I gained back some of what I lost when I had to move to Walkville. "Play me something?" Daria requested. I thought of a good one. I played the opening chords of 'All I Want for Christmas Is You' and began to sing, "I don't want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I need..." My sister grinned and sang along. Later, Daria brought me my coat and insisted, "Come with me. There's something I want to do." She walked me to a Christmas tree stand in town and urged, "Let's get a tree."