Bleach Christmas Novels & Stories

However, I must admit this one display caught my eye for a very different reason. I take in the white-lighted reindeer dangling from a lighted tree containing what is left of Santa’s sleigh. A trail of red lights falls from the reindeer’s head and pools in freshly fallen snow. I have never seen a Christmas massacre and I doubt I ever will again. It is marvelous. I laugh because I honestly can't help myself. For once, humanity surprised me. I say out loud, “God, I'd love to meet the person behind this.” A lady wearing a dark woolen cloak with flaming red hair asked, “What would you say to the creator?”

I draw a circle on the color palette and turn the lights on. Now, Jamie’s clown face is brightened up by vibrant lights that blinks and change colors rapidly. “Almost forget to turn your light bulbs on.” I said, pointing at the phone screen, “Do you want to add some music?” Jamie gives the blinking fairy lights wrapped around his neck a weird glance, “These light bulbs sing?” “Hell yeah.” I read as I swipe down the list, “There’s Christmas carols on the playlist——Silent Night, We Three Kings, The First Noel…”

Three wolves in the corner choked at the same time. Marek stepped closer. “Aveline. Listen. Please. This is a mortal holiday craft. Not a High Realm frost ritual. Do not enchant anything else.” I blinked at him slowly. “Define enchant.” “No magic.” “Define no.” Lucian groaned. “We are doomed.” The giant Christmas tree stood in a corner, still wrapped in twine. It reached almost to the ceiling. A towering dark green mountain of pine needles and potential. Wolves gathered around it, eager to decorate.

They both walked towards the entrance together, as they got into the house, the lights were turned off. “Alex, why are the lights off?” She asked, holding on to him tightly. “Where is… “ She trailed off as the lights suddenly turned on. “Merry Christmas!” She heard everyone say coming out of their hiding spot. Blakeley flinched and held Alex’s arm. Her surprised expression slowly turned into a smile. It was a Christmas party. Cassie and Scott were there and they were dressed in a Christmas outfit. Same with the maids and Logan. The living room was decorated with a lot of Christmas decorations, everyone was holding a present.

Christmas is just as, or even more, grand in the White Castle as it was before. Decorations ranging from Christmas lights hung and lit up, a wreath on all doors, stockings of different colors and names, mini trees per room, poinsettias in full bloom, candles, mistletoes, nutcrackers, you name it. The White Castle looked like Santa had thrown up all over it. Safe to say, Neo was absolutely ecstatic. Back in Arizona, we celebrated Christmas, too, but definitely not as extravagant as this. We just had a small Christmas tree and a few gifts.

Blair's POV Never in a million years did I think I would spend my Christmas Eve and my Christmas taking care of someone. I couldn't spend my Christmas with everyone, but today was Boxing Day. Everyone was downstairs opening their gifts, while I on the other hand was praying for Ace to open his eyes. I threw away the water I used in cleaning his body and when I got back to the room, I saw Ace was struggling to open his eyes. I hurriedly ran downstairs and called Noah to my room.

[Christmas] My forehead knotted when I woke up in unfamiliar room. I circled my eyes around the place and I don't remember how I got here. The place was slightly filled with darkness and I only had a lampshade and a patio light coming from the veranda outside that giving me lights to see. I slowly sit down in the bed trying to remember what just happened. “Thank you so much for accompanying me here, Christmas.” “Anytime, Auntie.” “I hope you can forgive me.”

Lexi exclaimed in panic, "Mrs. Quigley, we have forgotten about the Quigley family's Christmas party!" "Yeah!" Last month, James had informed Summer that the Quigley family would hold a Christmas party on Christmas Eve at 8:00 pm. All the family members were expected to attend. Summer had been very mindful of this event, even marking it on her calendar to remind herself. However, she unexpectedly forgot about it. Summer quickly abandoned her shopping bags and hurriedly grabbed Lexi. "Let's go. We need to get to the Quigley residence now!" Meanwhile, the Quigley residence was decorated with ornaments hung on the iron gates, and a towering twenty-five-foot Christmas tree adorned the snowy gard

Jax was 17, just like I was, Pat was almost 16, Haven was 12, and Sal was 5. I couldn't even imagine Jax as an Alpha, he was cruel, far from just, and unpredictable. I had no idea where he got his cruelty and lack of morality from. His mom, who was our Luna, Luna Cecilia, was practically a saint. Our Luna and Alpha were practically made for each other with how wonderful they both were.

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.