Aot Christmas Novels & Stories

Samantha startled, glancing over her shoulder to see their family and friends coming from the shadows, clapping and cheering. “You planned all of this?” she asked, laughing through her tears. Julian chuckled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “I couldn’t do this without them. This is the beginning of forever, Samantha.” She smiled up at him, her tears sparkling under the soft lights. “Forever sounds perfect.” The Wedding: On Christmas Day, Samantha’s parents’ garden was turned into a beautiful winter scene. Snow covered the ground, and sparkling lights hung in the trees, making the whole place look magical.

When we break apart, I look into his beautiful eyes and feel a stray tear trickle down my cheek. He wipes it away. "Why are you crying?" I shake my head. "What are we doing, Oak?" "What do you mean?" "This fantasy we're living. It can't continue forever." More tears fall down my cheeks. "We can't carry on like this." Oak kisses away my tears, making my chest ache more. "Let's enjoy today together and not think about anything else. Alright?" He stands. "It's Christmas Day, and I've got the turkey basted and ready to cook. We should go for a walk in the snow."

One of a baby—Audrey, it had to be Audrey—with a small headband and a toothless grin. But no Annie. It hurt, even though she understood why. The Christmas tree stood in the corner, exactly where it always had been. It was real—Mrs. Morales had always insisted on a real tree, said the smell was part of what made Christmas special—and it was covered in ornaments that Annie recognised. The glass ball ornaments are in jewel tones. The wooden nativity scene ornaments that Mr Morales's mother had made. The felt ornaments looked handmade and slightly crooked because Daryl had made them in Sunday school when he was little.

I went home to rest. The next day, I went in as usual and found the staff busier than normal. There were extra people cleaning and trucks of fresh feed arriving, making the animals restless. Zane must’ve gotten scared. To keep things peaceful over Christmas, he’d finally scraped together some money and splurged a little for the animals.

she finally admitted. Mariah blinked. "Going where?" Laila shot her a look. "Don't play dumb. You know where." Mariah's mouth slowly spread into a grin. "Ohhh. So y'all are really going to Jordan's place tomorrow." Laila's shoulders rose. "Yes." Amelia's expression softened, her voice gentle. "Christmas Eve." "Christmas Eve," Laila echoed, like the words tasted strange. Mariah kicked one heel against the comforter. "Okay. That's kind of… a lot."

And after his speech, the countdown started. Mama and papa were on my side, as well as dad and Gabriel, Georgina, Lieutenant Stone, Lawrence, and Georgia too. We stand altogether and watch as everyone counted down. Five..... Four.... Three... Two.. One. December 25, 2050 - 12:00 am. "Merry Christmas!" everyone cheered as colorful fireworks lit up the sky. I didn't know where they got all of these but I'd say they made effort for everything. The cheerful voices of everyone and the Christmas carols that started to play from the speakers I didn't know where brought joy and warmth to my heart.

“That could have been embarrassing.” “Please,” Zoe said, waving her off. “I knew you wouldn’t be. You’re not the type.” “Thanks?” Katie said, noting the red underwear and tank top that Zoe was sporting, complete with white furry trim. “Come on,” Zoe said. She reached out and tugged on Katie’s hand. “It’s a Christmas miracle.” “Fine. Just stop prancing around. You look like a skanky elf that got kicked out of Santa’s workshop.” Zoe glanced down, then laughed. “I do, don’t I? This was just in case old Saint Nick decided to leave a cute boyfriend under the tree for me this year.” She gave a dramatic sigh. “I was extra good this year, but alas, no boyfriend.”

“And you will help me bake the rest of the brioche. I already have all the ingredients laid out here. You might have to get more cheese, eggs, and sausages from the market.” “What happened to all the others we had?" Sophie asked with her notepad. Her aunt shrugged. "It is the festival of Ne’tib.” She answered. “The festival to honor life.” “Don’t tell me you gave all those out. It’s a festival to honor life, not Christmas.” Her aunt rolled her eyes. “Stop that scribbling and get to work. Here, Ne'tib, is Christmas.” Sophie scribbled more. “And now I have to go to the market. Do you know how packed it’s going to be at this time? I doubt the vendors will even attend to me.”

He chimed, bouncing matching his pace word for word. I huffed with each impact but felt my heart swell. Bloom. My babies. "Aurelia! Ezra! Get off of your aunt this instant!" Teagan shouted, voice booming across the grove. Still, the little ones clung to me. Rambled on about the presents they had gotten and how much they missed me on Christmas. How they weren't allowed all the cookies they wanted because their dads wouldn't let them. Both women ambled closer, all smiles and frilly dresses that blew in the wind.

Rustov: Merry christmas, Audrey. I bit my lower lip, just staring at the cellphone. It's Christmas Eve and Ate and I are on the rooftop to watch the fireworks display. I looked up again. After a few more explosions, I opened my phone again. I typed a reply. Me: Merry christmas too. After all, he's still a friend. So texting him a bit is fine, right? I also received a text from Janice and Enzo. Most of the greetings were sent through messenger, from acquaintances.