Arrowverse Christmas Novels & Stories

I shifted a sly glance at Jeanne, who gave me back a confused look. "You can have your annulment," I began, and the man let out a sigh of relief, "But not until the third of January." He froze, "Excuse me?" "Well, the thing is, I need a husband for Christmas," I winced at the look on his face, "And New year." "Not interested." He deadpanned. "And you already happen to be my husband," I braved on. "Not for much longer." "You won't have to do anything. Just show up for a few days, and wear a smile. Or not. Christmas in my hometown is amazing and I promise you won't regret it." I said with a hopeful smile.

Lily rushed toward the tree and started hugging it while letting out shrieks of excitement. Valarie laughed, walked under the tree, and let her fingers glide over the ornaments. "It's beautiful," she said, smiling at Elara. Elara smiled back and said, "I'm really glad you like it, dear. Merry Christmas!" **** Slowly, Arthur's eyes hiked to the darkness, and he could see someone walking very near him. Drawing closer, the figure sent the realization that it was Valarie. He reached out to touch her, but mischief colored her smile as she dashed off behind a curtain.

he teased. “Says The Chad Stoneface.” She countered. “ Six whole days you're all brood and the last you've transformed into an absolutely different person.” “Well, it's Christmas and I got something great this year.” “Oh really boss, and what could that be?” He leaned in so close to her ear that she could smell his cologne. And then his lips tugged slightly as he whispered. “You. Santa gave me a Jasmine for Christmas.” Jasmine's heart raced, she could feel her heart doing an awkward somersault. She looked at Chad again making sure this was real and she hadn't misheard him. He had a mischievous smile on his face.

3rd January, 1999(morning) The Warehouse Lana Its a never ending circle. A repeated sequence I experience everyday, locked up in this room with little or no contact. A hollow feeling in my heart whenever I think about my family, the grief I feel whenever I remember those who died in that bloody Christmas party.

I tried again, and was about to stumble when the stranger caught my arm and I sucked in a breath. “Let me help you. Come with me to my room.” He said. I was about to decline, when I paused. I came back to the bar to clear my head and forget about what had happened tonight. And what other better way was there to enjoy oneself on a Christmas Eve more than frolicking with a hot white-haired man in a leather outfit? I nodded and placed my hand in his outstretched one. I jolted at the almost electrical pulse that moved through me. I was certain he felt it too, ‘cause his eyes narrowed for a moment before it went back to normal.

Artemis responded. “The day after tomorrow is Christmas, right?” He asked, to which they nodded their head. “All these years, everyone gave a gift to me, but I never did. This year, I’m giving a gift to Xav and Rose for the first time. In the same way, I also planned to gift you both something.” “Us?” “Yes!!” Artin nodded his head happily and ran away from there to get the gift that he had got for them while Caroline and Artemis looked at each other, silently questioning it. And they figured out that they both were clueless about it.

They reached Tara’s car, and as soon as they got in, Tara squeezed Melody’s hand. As she got into the car, she made a silent prayer, she didn't believe in Christmas no more, but she was hoping for a Christmas miracle. The twelve days of Christmas song was blasting in the car. On the fourth day of Christmas my true love sent to me… “Cheating on a platter of gold.” How thoughtful.

3, 2, 1… HAPPY NEW YEAR! The cheers were deafening as everybody in that party began to dance the night away as they welcomed the start of a more hopeful and prosperous year for their pack. And we wish the same for you all! * * * Dear reader, if you want to know more about V and Siel’s story, feel free to search for “Her Christmas Wolf” by Myrrh D. Keizer. May we at Silvercrest see you again this coming Valentine’s Day for the Gamma and his mate’s love story.

I mirrored his stance, flanking our queen, presenting a united front despite our incomplete number. Ava's voice carried clearly through the winter air, strong and steady as she welcomed everyone to the festival. "Citizens of the kingdom, friends and family, wolves and Lycans alike—welcome to our annual Christmas celebration." The crowd responded with enthusiastic applause, their joy a palpable force even in the bitter cold. I watched their faces, noting the hope that bloomed there despite the difficulties of recent months. This festival meant something to them—a respite from hardship, a reminder that some traditions endured even in the face of unprecedented challenges.

But of course, it would be with certain precautions. King Merlion and Queen Alina allow Princess Aria to have this holiday in the human world. This works perfectly well for her because Christmas season is the best time in this part of the world. “Umm, I could already smell the hot chocolates with marshmallows.” Bran exclaims sniffing. By now, he has been accustomed to some aromas of the human food and drinks. Princess Aria smiles as she knocks at the unchanging blue door but for now has an additional wreath decoration for the holiday ambiance.