Angel Eyes New Years Day Novels & Stories

She asked why I hadn't gotten home yet. I typed and deleted the message again and again for a long time before finally replying: [Something came up. I'll go back after New Year's Day. Don't wait for me.] The next second, she replied. [No rush. We'll celebrate New Year's Day together when you come back this time.] My eyes reddened. So this was how wonderful it felt to have someone waiting to celebrate a holiday with you. [Sure.] I turned and booked the earliest flight available. Although it was clear that I couldn't make it in time for the New Year's holidays, at least I could still go back and see her.

On New Year’s Eve, Kian Newman never came home. Instead, he had someone deliver a container of frozen ravioli and sent me a single message: "Stay safe this year." I had barely locked the screen when a photo popped up in the company group chat. Isabel Wilkinson, Kian's assistant, had posted it. It was a lavish holiday dinner spread across the table, every dish clearly homemade. The caption read: "Someone spent all day cooking so I could have a taste of home. Love you."

The bright fairy lights glowed, as if they were also praising them, shining on them to make their nights brighten, smiling with them. For a while, they walked quietly, content with the peaceful silence that surrounded them. Both of them couldn't help but be thankful for each other's company. Angela's eyes kept deviating towards his handsome face, appreciating his manly features. His eyes were his most striking feature to her; his glassy grey eyes that could hold a thousand secrets, they could be hard but they were always soft and calm whenever she was around him. His eyes could give away his emotions but only when he wanted to. Just like then, when all Angela could see was love and care for

"Are you crazy?" Angel rolled her eyes lazily as she took her feet forward. "Come on... I'm tired of being a virgin, we have to make a change on New Year's Eve tomorrow." "Gosh, Angel... don't mess around, we'll still be fine with virgin status. After all, we agreed to only give our virginity on the first night of marriage," Bella babbled, occasionally raising her big glasses. "That's so old-fashioned, Bella...." Angel stopped, suddenly cupping both sides of her best friend's face with sparkling eyes. "I've decided to join the virginity party."

New Year It was the end of December, the end of the year, and I was waiting for Elliot outside for a couple of minutes. I had on a jacket and a scar and I was still cold standing outside feeling a bit bothered that Elliot wanted to go to the beach to see the fireworks show for the new years countdown. I got in the car right away when he pulled up and sighed feeling it warm inside. “Cold?” He asked. “Yes. I can’t stand this winter cold.” I tell him.

I said and she shyly nodded. This was one of the few times that Ariana could not let out a smile or blush. Not even a fake one. It showed how hurt she really was on in the inside and inasmuch as I did not want to leave her side, I could not let my work suffer. I felt my phone beep, then I saw fire works go up. It was 12am on new year's morning. "Happy new year babe." I whispered in her ear. "Happy new year Damien." She said back softly.

he asked with a death glare that had angel stepping away from the man and chuckled nervously "Not a chance bro...I came as early as I could...since its the little man's one year birthday"he said with a smile and he gave diego to sia but she set him down since he could crawl as well as walk a little "Oh really...then I better give the helpers instructions so we could start decorating...come diego"sia beamed as she took Diego's little hand and both slowly made their way to the door with angel and emiliano watching them with smiles on their faces, it was until sia and Diego were out of sight did Angel morph his face into a serious one so did emiliano and both men walked to the window so they co

*:first-child]:mt-0 [&_>*:last-child]:mb-0"> Angelina POV I squeezed my eyes shut, desperately trying to block out the morning sunshine streaming through the glass roof, but it was completely useless. I finally gave up, groaning as I pushed myself up to sit in the center of the massive bed. My eyes were still half-closed, my hair was a tangled rat's nest, and the cord of my earphones was tightly woven into a knot of hair near my ear.

The fire crackled softly in the background, casting a soft glow over the room. Jacob glanced at Stefani, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Ready for New Year’s?” Stefani raised an eyebrow, curious. “Why? Are you planning something?” He smiled but said nothing, leaving her in suspense. **New Year’s Eve** The night sky was clear, filled with stars, and the air buzzed with anticipation as the clock ticked closer to midnight. The family had gathered again, this time outside in the backyard, bundled up in coats and scarves as they prepared to ring in the new year.

“Eve, I-” Eve placed her index finger on my lips, shaking her head. Before she could speak, we heard everyone chorus. “... Five, four, three, two, one! Happy New Year!” Fireworks burst in the sky, marking the beginning of a new year. “Yay! Woah!” Eve clapped, staring at the colours dancing in the sky. “Happy New Year, Sierra,” Arthur said beside me. “Happy New Year,” I responded. “What decision have you made?” Eve asked.