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​In the center of the room, Christina Wilder was sitting in a wingback chair, reading a book titled 'Chapter 174. ​She looked up at Nora, her expression one of mild, professional amusement. ​"They're safe, Nora," Christina said, nodding toward a small door at the back of the library. "I’ve put them in the 'Special Collections' section. But the Algorithm is still looking for a Lead Character to blame for the system crash." ​Christina stood up and handed Nora a final, heavy pen. It wasn't obsidian, and it wasn't red. It was Clear Glass, filled with a swirling, iridescent liquid.

Maybe if she waited until Wednesday, a few more sales would come through and she could mail them all at the same time. The door chimed and a local couple she knew from church came in. “Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Howard. How are you?” Memory went about helping Mrs. Howard find a gift for her niece, trying not to let her father’s news about the new B and B keep her from enjoying the holiday spirit. Christmas really was the most wonderful time of the year, even if this one felt a little off without Grandma Helen. She put a smile on her face and got to work, glad to stay busy to keep her mind off of what she’d lost.

Colleen looked at Meghan and Molly and said, "So girls, I think it's time to open some Christmas presents. Who wants to start?" Meghan and Molly looked at each other then went over and reached under the tree. They walked to the rocking chair, each holding a present that Colleen and I had not seen before. The packages were wrapped in paper of an indeterminate nature and held together with many yards of scotch tape. On the outside of each present, written in a child's handwriting was a single word, "Noelle." They walked over and lay the presents on Colleen's lap next to the baby. Then Mehgan spoke. "Santa didn't know about Noelle so these are for her."

“We are better off without him , no hard feelings “ says Nathan and his mother only shrugged her shoulders before they all gave me a peck and then excuses themselves, leaving me alone in the room. The next day was Christmas Day. Nathan and I went for a light Christmas shopping after the mass.we bought each other Christmas presents and had a family brunch with a lot of cookies, cakes ,fruit juices and smoothies. Nathan’s mother suddenly imposed a no alcohol and wine in the house rule which Nathan grumbled upon. Nathan and mother both got me baby toys, shawls and a yoga mat while I got mother a new dress and Nathan a cute headphone I saw at the really big and fancy mall. We received an interna

VOLUME FOUR: A SADDLE CREEK CHRISTMAS ROMANCE PART 1: FAMILY CHRISTMAS-RUSTLERS AND ROMANCE Dedication: This book is dedicated to my late mother, Dorothy Viola Hoy Lowery Semple, who always supported me in my writing and was always the first to download?and leave a review. And without her dragging me to church every Sunday and to Candlelight Services Christmas Eve?I would not know the important?traditions or the true meaning of Christmas in my heart.

My name was Giselle Sutton, and I had carried myself with a demure and refined demeanor ever since I was a child. No one knew the truth—that I desperately lusted after men. Although I was the campus belle, I only started dating my first boyfriend, Blake Finch, when I was about to graduate because of my parents' strict rules. The atmosphere during Christmas Eve was perfect. Blake brought me back to his rented apartment, wanting to give me an unforgettable first time. I pretended to be reserved, but in reality, I was already brimming with impatience.

Just like that, I told him everything that was happening, excluding my one-night stand story. As predicted, he was furious. Just like Emily, he has never liked Josh for me. The call ended, but not without me letting him know not to let anyone know what happened. I quickly had my bath and changed into something more comfortable. Today is Christmas, and I will have a fun-filled evening. It dawned on me that I did not see any Christmas trees hanging around anywhere. Nothing feels like the season around here. Everywhere is quiet. I might as well shop for a Christmas tree with my best friend and light up the house.

" She pulled his soft cheeks in a playful manner. He grinned widely, giving her his best smile as he ran toward the kitchen. "You don't mind joining us, Kelvin, do you?" She turned to ask him, and he agreed. Happily, they bonded while preparing their milkshakes. Karen Milburn kept on narrating her childhood to them. She indeed revealed some of the powers she was blessed with, which, my reader, you will get to know and learn about as you read further. Late in the evening, as they were about to turn to their beds, a commotion rose from the outside. When they ran towards the window to see what was going on, they met pitch darkness, which could obscure anyone's vision, even from seeing their own

I curled up with Chris in his bed as we watched a movie. He’s been worried about me over the past week, which I feel bad about. I hate worrying everyone. Chris surprised me with a home-cooked dinner and a movie; A Journey Back to Christmas, my favorite Christmas movie ever. I sighed as we watched, “What’s wrong?” Chris asked; I shook my head, but Chris was not about to take that for an answer. He paused the movie and straightened up, waiting for me to talk to him.

So we needed to know more than we currently do about each other. Once we were both finished I leaned forward, my elbows on the table. "I know its only 9 o'clock but should we go get ready for the errands we need to run?" "There's more than one errand?" "Yep!" I beamed. I was going to show Knox all that Rutland has to offer. It may be cold, and maybe snowing, but Rutland at Christmas time was the best. Every store and building decorated to the nines. Plus we had a few days before Christmas to do some stuff.