Cartwright Christmas Novels & Stories

And Noah, in front of everyone, let go of my hand to pass a gift box to Heidi. "Heidi, your Christmas present." Heidi excitedly tore it open. When she pulled out the worn pocket watch inside, she pouted. "Noah, you're so rich. Why are you giving me something this old?" Noah smiled without answering. But I froze completely. I'd seen that pocket watch before, in the portrait of Noah's late father.

Xavier continued, his voice dripping with disdain, "Cathy looks plain as fuck anyway. The only men she'll attract, if she actually takes me up on this offer, are men like that pig, Mr. Hawthorn." My hands clenched around the tablet so hard my knuckles turned white. Mr. Hawthorn was the disgusting old businessman who had tried to corner me at Hunter’s New Year’s party, his hands wandering where they shouldn't have been. Xavier had seen it happen and had done nothing. Now I knew why. Caroline's laugh rang out through the speakers again. "Xavier, don't be so mean." But her words held no real conviction. She was enjoying this, enjoying hearing Xavier tear me down.

I whispered back. The moment was broken by the shrill ring of the doorbell. I glanced at the clock, surprised. "They're early." Christian chuckled. "That'll be Cathy. You know how she gets about parties." Sure enough, when we opened the door, there stood Cathy, practically vibrating with excitement. She was decked out in a truly outrageous Christmas sweater that seemed to be made entirely of tinsel and flashing lights. "Merry Christmas, lovebirds!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around us both. "Oh my god, Bernie, look at you! You're glowing!"

"Well, Sera is shy and she wont always tell me. I can't make her tell me cause that would make me an ass. Now talk." "Well, she loves owls. So get her anything owl shaped. I'm sure you already knew that." She gave me a look. "I thought I would get her something like a jewelry or-" an idea came. "Thanks sis you gave me a great idea." "Mister, a hug first then you're free." Grace told me. We chuckled. I gave her a big bear hug and then made a run. ......... Seraphina Christmas arrived and we got ready to go to the Carter's mansion to celebrate. They also invited my family. After a 20 minute drive, we arrived at their house.

Only on New Year's Eve, she had to beg to break her tongue so that Chris would return to the palace to celebrate New Year's Eve with the Lewis family. As for Brawen, she broke up with Owen a long time ago, so she didn't have a home to return to. Like every year before, on Christmas, Brawen will pretend to be Santa Claus to give presents to her late brother's grandchildren, but this year she completely cuts off all those relationships, basically she doesn't want to. my deceased family had nothing to do with this world.

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.

Caden wanted to be married to her before they did anything more. As he drove through the main street of Christmas Cove, past the storefronts that said Santa's Workshop and the Ornaments Galore store that were both open all year, he felt like he was truly home for the first time in a long time. While he was growing up, shops like these always screamed commercialism, but now it just said home.

Carter sat in the desk chair, and Chase and Lauren sat on the edge of the couch together. "We do, Carter. We want to give you your Christmas gift, now, in private. We appreciate all your hard work, your ingenuity, and your trust. You've become a part of this ranch family and we think it's high time we showed you how much." Chase smiled at Lauren and asked, "You want to tell him?"

I stroked her wiry coat until she calmed and laid down in my lap. The rest of the car ride to Gretchen's house was quiet. When we got there, we got some snacks together and settled in on the couch, me in the middle and my two best friends on either side. Carol lay on the floor in front of me. We chose an array of Christmas movies, from the classics to some of the newer ones that seemed sure to become classics. Abigail banned me from watching White Christmas. I wasn’t mad about it. I’d watched it too many times the last time I was upset about a guy.

The atmosphere was very festive and exciting. Christy sat alone watching people dance; she didn't like dancing the most because she was single. "Hi Miss. Wilson, would you like to dance with me?" Christy turned her head. A young man held out his hand with a gentle smile. "Who are you?" asked Christy nonchalantly. "I'm Bob Carter," the young man replied politely. "Bob? Mr. Carter's grandson?" Christy confirmed. "That's right. And if you don't mind what about we become friends?"