Bfdi Christmas Novels & Stories

"I just said it. Didn't you hear what I said? Christmas is next week, remember?" "I remember that, Brie but how are you going to do that with that baby bump of yours? It’s getting bigger, won’t you be so stressed out with all of these?". "It’s just the decorations and designs that I’ll be buying. Liam will do everything else that needs to be done ". I replied in a 'duh' tone. "So this stupid store that, I'm taking you to right now, what kind of decorations do you need or are you buying there?".

“I think you should sit this one out. You too have been through a lot in the past one month.” “Use this time to rest also,” he said to me and I nodded slowly. “Thank you,” I whispered. “It’s only five days to Christmas. Daddy said he’s going to withdraw his words with NAFDAC, What’s going to happen with the christmas sales” I asked. He sighed deeply as he took a step backwards and sat on his bed. I equally sat on the chair in front of him. “Anu said orders are not coming in like we expected, but productions are on going regardless, a lot of people might pull up to the sales on the 25th,” he explained and I nodded.

Snow Brook Valley Snowbrook Valley was alive in the way only small towns knew how to be during Christmas. Not loud, not overwhelming just familiar. Everyone saying Merry Christmas, children running around, throwing snowballs at each other and making snowmen. Every coffee shop in town was overcrowded, and the fish market was packed. The town had a special meal they made with fresh fish and spicy soup. Brandon was exhausted and needed to rest and today was the town's Christmas nativity night. He would be attending because he just wanted to stay far away from Claudia. Their fights were becoming too much and it was exhausting.

The Christmas market in Evergreen Hollow buzzed with life despite the biting December chill. Strings of twinkling lights draped over wooden stalls, and the air carried the scent of mulled wine, roasted chestnuts, and fresh gingerbread. It was the town's biggest holiday event, drawing locals and visitors alike. The 32 year old Lila Voss had come back from Seattle for the season, escaping the corporate grind of her marketing job. Single after a messy divorce, she craved the simple joys of her childhood home, but loneliness nipped at her heels like the wind.

“Are you free tonight?” My heart dropped a little. Tonight was Christmas dinner. There were guests coming. There would be loud conversations and cleaning afterward. No chance to leave the house. “I’m not free,” I said softly. “My family is having people over.” “I see…” he said. He sounded disappointed. “I know it’s short notice, but… I didn’t want to spend Christmas alone. I thought maybe I could spend it with you.” My breath stopped for a moment. He wanted to spend Christmas… with me?

I've been ignoring him, but his persistence is becoming problematic. I deleted the message without reading it. The Christmas gala is in two days. The annual event where the city's elite gather to see and be seen, to make deals and alliances over champagne and caviar. I'll need to bring Ava, show her off as my devoted wife, maintain the illusion that everything is fine. She'll smile and play her part because she has no choice. Because I've made sure she has nowhere else to go and no one else to turn to. And I'll stand beside her, touching her waist, playing the role of perfect husband, hating myself a little more with every passing moment.

Alpha for Christmas Livia's POV “Is this the place?” He asked warmly while curbing the car to a corner. “Yes, it is.” I exhaled heavily in relief. The ride was smooth and quiet, and stealing a look at the environment from the car, the place had changed a lot. I was thinking my parents would never renovate the family duplex but they did a good job in it - who knew if it was because it was Christmas and I would be coming over with a guest?

Dominic held her hand while they walked through the Christmas festival. "Grandpa! Look!" she pointed excitedly toward a giant Christmas tree standing in the middle of the square. Mr. Dominic chuckled. "We'll get there, princess." Bianca followed beside them with a small smile. She wore a long, cream-colored winter coat over a fitted top and jeans, her hair safely tucked under a warm winter hat to keep the freezing air out. Tonight, she wanted to give Gianna a beautiful holiday memory. This was her daughter's first Christmas in the States and despite everything they had been through, Bianca wanted her to have an amazing day.

“Shh, that was all me. Besides, I had the best night at the Christmas market. Thanks to you.” Like that was enough to placate him, the frown slowly wiped off. “I’ll stop by tomorrow morning with to see how you’re doing.” “Or,” I turned to look at the window, “you could spend the night and leave tomorrow morning.” His gaze tracked mine to see the snow that had begun falling in earnest. “From what I heard, it’s not safe to move around on a bike in this weather.” Brown, amused eyes found my face. “Sweetheart, I’ve been driving the bike for as long as I can remember. It was one of the first things I bought when I got my first paycheck. Trust me, I’m an expert.”

“Thank you, Jennifer. I can feel the tone of the town changing already. I’ll see you at two.” She shook his hand, and Brady left, wrapping his scarf around his neck as he went. Whether or not the house she showed him turned out to be his dream house or not, Brady was glad he’d gone in to speak to Jennifer. He had a feeling she was going to make a huge contribution to increasing the Christmas spirit in a way Holiday Hills desperately needed.