Bleach Christmas Novels & Stories

She patted me gently and walked to the other rooms on the far left. I nodded, still feeling uneasy about the tension between Annie and Brian. But I didn't want to make a big deal out of it, especially since Annie had shown me so much kindness. I opened the door to my new room, hesitating at the threshold. It was spacious, filled with antique furniture and draped with heavy curtains. A large, four-poster bed sat in the centre, its covers turned down invitingly. I wandered over to the window, pulling back the curtains to reveal a stunning view of the village below, its lights twinkling beautifully.

One soft click. The picture came out tasteful but teasing, enough to make him grin. She smiled, selected Darren’s name, hit send. Then tossed her phone onto the bed and poured herself a glass of cheap red wine. Next week, she'd have her bags packed, ready to head to Maysville, the small town she'd grown up in for Christmas. Her holiday plan was just perfect! Her playlist hummed to life; jazzy, lazy Christmas tunes filling the air. For the first time all day, her shoulders relaxed. She even started humming along, thinking about what tomorrow morning would look like. Morning pancakes, bad movies, Darren’s laugh…

- JM "duhh! it is still 11:58!"- Dessa .... "12! Merry Christmas PAP-!"- Dessa/JM but before we complete our Christmas greeting to my father a purple fog suddenly appear and slowly occupying our house because of this all of us in the house, panics! "what was that! my children come beside me!"- Bobby me and my little brother approach papa quickly he hugs us both and slowly walks us out of the door but when we are at the outside of the door, the purple fog was still there and more thicker!

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"My brother is gonna drag you down next to the Christmas tree, strip you bare, and give you the ride of your life, and I'm not talking about on the back of his bike either." There were snickers from the adults in the room and Bianca felt a blush all the way to her neck. "Thanks for that." "No problem, I'm always here to make inappropriate comments in front of children. Y'all just remember to invite me every time." Bianca turned back to Addie. "Okay little girl, what kind of a sugar cookie are we makin' today?" Chubby fingers grabbed a Christmas tree and the two of them got to work. Glancing out the window, Bianca saw snowflakes – the first of the season. Perfect weather to decorate cookies.

It's like this girl can see through me sometimes. "Bianca can you get the music thing to work?" Mum smoothes out the nonexistent creases on her dress as she walks out to examine our table laying, choosing to swap over the placement of the plate of potatoes and the stuffing for some bizarre reason. Who knows how that woman's mind works. "Mum no please not Christmas music it's only just gone December" I groan as the hauntingly familiar sounds of Bryan Bublé suddenly fills the room. My mum's face literally lights up like the awful tacky Christmas tree in the sitting room.

On Christmas Eve, with the temperature at thirteen below zero, a blizzard shut down the interstate in northern New Jersey. The motel at North Ridge Travel Plaza had only two heated rooms left. My hands and feet were numb with cold, but I still walked happily toward Daniel Walker, my husband of five years, a man known for his thoughtfulness. Instead, he walked right past me and handed the last two room keys to his first love Claire Miller, who had just ended her marriage, and her dog Buddy. A woman stranded beside us watched enviously. "Your boyfriend is so thoughtful. He even got a separate room for the dog." Daniel didn't correct her or look back at me. He was too busy taking off his down j

His little sister Carol was looking forward to seeing Santa Clause. Eddie went into the woods and cut a cedar tree for a Christmas Tree. Coral was excited Santa was coming soon. Eddie helped Coral decorate the tree. Paper was cut and Mama made glue out of flour and water. The paper was glued together to make interlocking rings. The strand of rings was placed around the Christmas Tree like garland. Eddie helped her cut paper and make snowflakes for the ornaments. It was a simple tree with no lights. In the eyes of Carol, it was the perfect Christmas Tree. Eddie went hunting on the Christmas Eve and killed a deer for Christmas Dinner. Carol cried because he teased her and said it was Rudolph t

She was trying to be all nice to him, make him happy, and then when she's gotten him where she wants him, she'll ask for the money. But for now she'll focus on pleasing him. They got dressed together after, Claudia humming softly as she slipped into her coat, Brandon watching her with a thoughtful expression. “You ready?” she asked. “Yeah,” he said. “Let’s go.” The Snowbrook Christmas nativity was exactly what Brandon remembered. The beautiful nativity scene, an old tradition of younger children playing the birth story, this time it was different. There was no Melody, there was no Jamie and Cynthia, there was no giant bubblegum bubble competition between the four of them.

Blanche would certainly not believe that, not with a fifty feet tall white Christmas tree, besides it might be just a gimmick of the hotel. "Someone's looking for me?" Blanche passed the note to Misha that arrived with a large bubble tea on hand. "Oh, so you're finally giving up," she stated then sipped on her drink. Blanche didn't reply, she just averted her gaze on the big Christmas tree. "Christmas is near." She heard Misha murmured. Astolfo looked at her. "What did you say? What's Christmas?" They frowned at what Astolfo said. "You don't know?"