Angel Falls A Novel Christmas Novels & Stories

NOEL Every fantasy of riding together into the sunrise dissipated like early morning dew when I saw the empty spot where the bike should be. “Did we just get robbed in the Christmas market?” Anahera’s voice was incredulous as she stepped up beside me, staring in surprise at the helmets on the floor. Like the thief dropped that for us as compensation for taking our means of transport. “Apparently so.” A hand ruffling my head, I rolled the kinks out of my neck. “Thanks to the holiday spirit.”

Jordan paced the length of his hotel suite for what felt like the hundredth time, the plush carpet doing nothing to calm the restless energy coursing through him. It was Christmas Eve, and the city outside his windows glowed with holiday lights—strings of white and red reflecting off the glass—but inside his chest was a restless collision of excitement, fear, and hope. He kept checking the clock, half-expecting it to move backward, half-terrified it would move too fast. He was waiting for his girls to arrive—waiting for Laila to walk through that door with Malaya at her side—and a quiet, stubborn part of him feared she might still change her mind.

"I'm done with the letter." Chiara nodded her head and continued working on her laptop. Xavier glanced around the room, not sure of what to do. He had checked the laptop for incriminating information, but all he saw was games and songs, there was no file on the laptop and the browser history was clear, absolutely nothing. He stared at the bookcase in the room, it was filled with different business and marketing books, he wondered if she actually read them. A book caught his eyes and he looked closer at it, it was titled 'Expressions and Emotions: How to understand them'. He read the title on the spine again, to be sure he had not imagined it, it was correct. 'Why would she read something lik

The chilly December air enveloped Anna as she stood on the balcony, gazing up at the twinkling stars that adorned the night sky. It was 22nd December, just a few days away from Christmas day. Memories of past Christmases flooded her mind, and her heart ached with the absence of her beloved parents. This would be her first Christmas without them, and the void left behind was deeply felt.

The guilt that I'm the reason she's dead gnaws at me, so I speak, trying to avoid it. "But I thought it was dangerous for angels to be in the underworld? Like their body rejects it. At least that's how my mother explained it in a letter." I ask him "For long periods of time, that's true for other angels, but she could pass through just fine when I marked her. The issue was the pregnancy, pregnancy is very, very rare in angels, and their bodies require a perfect environment to sustain it. She couldn't very well have a safe pregnancy in the God realm, considering she was hunted for her union with a demon, and her father was determined to kill you." he says as if he's told the story a hundred t

Rachel said and took a step backwards as if I burnt her. "Her words got to me, Chel" I said while looking at the ground. "When you already fucking know that she will try to make you feel like shit, then why do you go?" She sneered in anger. "You're cutting yourself! Do you realize how sick it sounds?" she said and I could see her eyes becoming watery. "I don't wanna lose you like this, Angel!" she sobbed and I wrapped my arms around her. Ally hugged both of us.

The necklace, still faintly glowing, felt heavy against her chest as if it, too, held secrets waiting to be uncovered. She made her way downstairs quietly, avoiding the bustling kitchen where Rose was likely preparing breakfast. Instead, she sought solace in the library, a sanctuary of knowledge and quiet contemplation within the main house. The shelves were lined with ancient tomes and volumes on supernatural lore, each holding a promise of insight into the world beyond human understanding. Andrea pulled out a dusty book on werewolf mythology, flipping through its pages in search of any mention of beings like her—half-human, half-something else.

Andrew stops in his tracks and stares at my angel. Her eyes are glowing and the air picks up around her. The whole area around her is filled with electricity. “If you want me, come and get me.” She growls. I see him smirk and start walking towards her. All of a sudden she lifts her hands and they all fly up. They fall back to the ground as plants start growing everywhere. I hear bones breaking as the wolves are forced to shift back. She is forcing them to shift. That shit hurts. Andrew rushes her but she sends a ball of fire at him throwing him back against a tree. The others have no idea what to do and they decide that fleeing is hte best option. A couple of them grab an unconsciou

said Sir Geswer, kissing her hand; “for I have great need of consolation.” “I know, I know,” repeated the young lady; “I am an orphan myself.” Here a small tear rolled down from her eyelid and stopped at the down on her lip. Sir Geswer looked on that tear, on the mouth slightly shaded, and said, “You are as kind as a real angel; I feel comforted already.” Corinna smiled sweetly: “May God reward you!” “As God is dear to me.” The little knight felt meanwhile that if he should kiss her hand a second time, it would comfort him still more; but at that moment his sister appeared.

November passed by in a blur and just like that, it was the festive month already. By the middle of the month, an excited Angelina suggested to Isabella that they should go for christmas shopping, making the teenager's eyes widen as large as saucers. She had never been to a mall or supermarket or anywhere else for shopping or whatsoever in her life.