Best Romantic Christmas Novels Novels & Stories

But it wasn’t time yet. So, we just walked slowly. I wasn’t sure if she felt the same way, but the night’s atmosphere was romantic. With the other carolers dispersed it had grown quiet, and the further we walked away, the more peaceful the night became. The freshly fallen snow from the morning had covered the roofs of houses, but everyone’s Christmas lights shone against it like a kaleidoscopic dream. Above the lights, the moon glared brightly. “How did you like the caroling?” I asked, wanting to ease into conversation.

He could feel the magic growing between them, his Christmas wish coming to life. Molly then closed the gap between them, going up on her toes and pressing her lips to his. Her kiss was better than the best Christmas present he'd ever received. Her lips were soft and sweet. She pulled back for a second, her eyes flickering across his face. He grinned, and put his hands to her cheeks, kissing her thoroughly this time. Her tongue gentle yet insistent. Her body molded against his, sharing his warmth as the sky overhead flickered with stars.

Even the host had forgotten to speak. Matthew handed the roses to Christina, but feeling a sudden chill, she leaned back subconsciously, not taking his flowers. Matthew’s smile was warm as jade, and his voice was like the breeze in a spring rain. “Christina, I like you.” Christina could not help but shiver and rub the goosebumps on her arm. “Mr. Henderson, what do you like about me?” “Does one need a reason to like someone?” Matthew immediately began to flirt again.

Best Lover Chapter 2 I could feel her fingers running over his hair as she gently drew him away. She kissed his cheeks and groaned, asking, "Oh Beta, what are we doing, dear?" As she stared directly into my eyes, she took her blouse off. This was the most sensual thing I had ever seen. How revealing. The sight of her breasts, encased in a delicate black brassiere, was titillating. Returning to the couch, she sat down gingerly. Muttering, "Son, may I touch you again?" she asked softly.

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.

Grace woke up to sunlight streaming through the window. For a moment, she forgot where she was. Then it all came back. The kiss. Mason bursting in. The fight outside. She sat up. The cabin was quiet. She walked out to the living room. Aiden was already awake. He was sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee. A small wrapped box sat on the table in front of him. "Merry Christmas," he said softly. Grace had completely forgotten. "It's Christmas?"

Ivana snapped back almost instantly, "I've got no time for this. I'm helping Charles look for Bubbles. If Bubbles is truly lost, Charles will be heartbroken." In the next moment, she added, "Besides, Christmas is tomorrow. You're in such a hurry for me to come over because you're jealous, aren't you?" I closed my eyes and let the tears slide down soundlessly. After ten years of marriage, I finally understood that to Ivana, Noelle and I weren't even worth as much as Charles' dog. I took a deep breath and said icily, "Ivana, it was supposed to be your turn to stay with Noelle tonight. If you hadn't left, Noelle might not have…"

She adds already heading for the kitchen. Within thirty minutes Nina had put the stuff for Santa out on a Christmas plate that Mandy gave her yesterday and she was tucked up in bed while I read her a book called Once Upon a Magical Christmas and she loved every moment of it and so did Josh and Riley. Yep, that's right. The guys sat on the bottom of her bed and listened to the entire story like big children and I swear that the pair of them were almost sleeping their selves by the time I had finished and so was Nina.

"Even with Sophie's rules? Even with your ex-wife watching? Even with everyone knowing?" "Especially with all of that. Because it means we're real. Not hiding. Not pretending." He brought my hand to his lips and kissed it softly. "I want this, Maya. I want you. All the complications included." "I want you too." We sat there holding hands in the dark living room, the movie playing to an audience of two, the Christmas tree lights twinkling. This wasn't how I'd imagined my Christmas. Falling for my best friend's father. Navigating family drama. Sharing him with his ex-wife.

He should have called me. "Did things go well?" "Yup! My plan succeeded. I'm here to celebrate it with you as I promised." He pointed at the Christmas tree. "Did you design it?" I nodded. "Yes, I bought you a gift." “Hm, an early gift! Sounds good!” I stood up and dragged him with me. Handing him a gift box, I smiled. "Open it!" He opened the box gently and smiled. "A book!" "I felt you need to read a romance book. This one was a bestseller so I bought two. One for you and one for me."