Best Christmas Romance Books Novels & Stories

She stood at the corner, arms folded, smile sharp as a glass ornament. Jace straightened instantly. I stepped back so fast I nearly tripped. Bianca’s gaze flicked between us — my swollen lips, his disheveled hair, the distance that wasn’t nearly enough. Her smile widened slowly. “Oh,” she said lightly. “This is going to be… fun.” And just like that… I knew: Christmas was about to get a whole lot worse.

She hadn’t been this much into the Christmas spirit since she was twelve-years-old. “Hmm,” Lacey sighed happily as she circled her wrist around Blake’s arm. “What are you thinking about?” he asked as they continued to stroll along in the brisk cold. “I’m thinking about how romantic this time of year is,” she swooned. “Romantic?” he repeated with slight bewilderment. “Christmas can be romantic. The mistletoe, nothing but candles and twinkling lights in a room. Snow falling from the sky as two lovebirds kiss for the first time,” she fantasized.

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

He never gave her money to glam up, but he wanted her to glam up. When I got to the bus stop, I brought out my phone to order for a uber. I always sat at the bus stop to order a ride. While I wait for my ride, I enjoyed the beautiful busy view of my small town. Greentown was name after the beautiful gardens that was almost everywhere in the town.

I smiled, trying to ease the tension. “I’ll go first,” I said. “I actually started having feelings for you the day I saw you working at Subway. You were taking orders, smiling at customers, looking so joyful and kind even though you were clearly tired. Something about that moment… it hit me. That was the day my heart started beating differently for you.” Her eyes widened in surprise, and a faint blush deepened on her cheeks. It was adorable. “And you?” I asked gently. She was quiet for a long moment before finally whispering, “I fell in love with you at first sight… the day my brother introduced you as his best friend.”

"Tonight, you're mine. Tomorrow we'll figure out tomorrow." She nodded, not trusting her voice. He carried her back to the bed, and this time, when he pulled her against him, she let herself sink into the warmth his skin, the sheets, the soft glow of the dying fire. He pulled the duvet over them both, and she felt his arm wrap around her waist, his lips pressed to the back of her neck. The fire popped. The snow fell. Somewhere in the city, church bells began to ring, ushering in Christmas morning.

Demie was lying on Sandro's chest as he lovingly combed her hair with his fingers. “You’re the best present I received, sweetheart. This is the best Christmas to me, having you by my side and being able to touch and love you like I always wanted since then. Be with me forever, sweetheart. Do not leave me. I love you so much,” he said, full of sincerity and love.

I loved Ric with all my heart and I always hoped that one day he would love me too. When we first kissed in the hospital bed, I thought I was delusional. I thought it had all been a dream, after all I was very drugged with so many drugs. But the second time, on the beach, I thought I was going to faint from happiness. I was so accomplished that I had already made all the plans in my head. I really wanted to marry Ric, but I didn't know if he was on the same wavelength as me. That's why I went to talk to Dr. Marcondes. I told him how much I loved his son. We talked for hours and when I told him I had taken a course in reiki and meditation to treat illness, he was very interested. We agreed to

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

she whispered, completely caught in his gravity. Reid leaned in, his mouth just a fraction of an inch from hers, and Melody closed her eyes, her breaths coming in short gasps, the fragrance of pine and leather making her heart staccato. When she thought she could wait no more, he closed the distance, and she felt the soft brush of his lips on hers. She ran her hand up to the back of his head and leaned in, hoping he sensed just how long she’d been waiting for this moment. Once he released her, Melody took a step back, and looking into his twinkling eyes, she said, “Now that’s a Christmas memory I’ll never forget.”