Cartwright Christmas Mga Nobela at Kwento

‘He must’ve been a trickster in his previous life,’ she thought. She was going out after finishing her breakfast. Waylon called out to her, and just when she turned around, she rammed into his embrace. Before she could say anything, Waylon lowered his face and kissed her. “Wayne…” Waylon cupped her cheeks in his hands and trailed a series of kisses down her neck. “Today is Christmas.” Leaning against the cold wall, Cameron allowed his warmth to envelop her whole. Meanwhile, at the martial arts center… All of the children who came to the martial arts center received Christmas presents.

~ New York City, 2002~ It was Christmas, the most wonderful time of the year! New York City's streets were decked out with stunning lights and plants. Stephanie stood in front of the Rockefeller Center plaza, marveling at the gorgeous Christmas tree. Thousands of light bulbs were used to ornament the tree, which was capped with a new Swarovski star. Stephanie's wavy black hair flowed loosely on her shoulders as she gazed up and stared at the star with a big smile on her face.

Let’s get back to the present… Christmas had arrived, bringing joy and love to two new couples who had finally found their long-awaited mates. There was Vincent “V” Reigel - the Alpha and CEO of the Silvercrest Pack - spending his Christmas season with his beloved Siel and her twin three-year-olds, James and Rose. Although he preferred to call his newfound mate Elena intimately, he gladly referred to himself as her Christmas wolf. And their story was quite a worthy tale to tell, as well…

Christmas was going to be a disaster. And maybe… something much worse.

Knox offered him his hand. Mr Cartwright stands to shake his hand. And then offered me his hand to shake too. “Hello Mr Cartwright, I am Beta Jake Joseph. Also a business partner at Winters Business Associates.” I shook his hand. I see a frown cross his face. “Jake Joseph you say?” he says. “Sure I recognise that name.”

He looked at me with confusion, “Excuse me?” His ‘excuse me,’ gave me a reality check of how I sounded, “Do you have anything to do for Christmas?” “Young lady, I just helped you, I don't understand why you would want that information,” He looked at me like a weirdo. I shook my hands and head when I saw the look in his eyes, “I'm not weird or anything, I'm just trying to create employment for people who don't have anything to do for Christmas.” Now he must think that I'm strange.

The courtyard was spacious, with a beautiful green garden. Natalie sighed as she gazed at the mansion. “It’s been a long time since I came here. The Wentworth family manor hasn’t changed much,” Natalie said, with a complicated feeling that was hard to explain. Britia smiled. “Today, the uncles and aunts are gathering here to celebrate Christmas. Come on down.” With an unspeakable sense of excitement, Natalie got out of the car. She hoped that her leaving this time was the right decision. Hopefully, Dante could catch Nicolo and kill him.

Wouldn't want him trying to trick me again. It was approaching eight in the evening, and they were currently decorating the Christmas tree. It was towards a corner of the living room, which was very wide. There was probably room for a few more couches and about five more sixty inch televisions. For being a living room, it wasn't only big but rather empty. That was about to change though. As Jaida and Arius were forced to work on the tree, Mr. Carlson was hanging things from hooks on the ceiling. He was putting up large paper snowflakes and bells, a smile on his face. Christmas had always been his favorite holiday along with Jaida's. It was scary how much alike they were sometimes, and he was

Maybe Artin learned to make it in school. A big Christmas tree was made on the first page of the card. Caroline smiled, and Artemis pulled his champ near him so that they could see the card together. She opened the card. “Merry Christmas, Mamma & Papa” It was written on the first page of the card, and a lot of cubicle boxes were made at the bottom of the card, showing it as a gift, while colorful lights were on the top of the card. “It’s beautiful.” Caroline appreciated and looked at the other side of the card.

“So what’s your plan?” “You, me, and a couple of guys go down to Florida and bring Lana and Keisha home,” Carter said simply as he picked up his drink. “When?” Hugo asked. “Tomorrow,” he answered. “But tomorrow is Christmas Eve,” Wendy said. “And the day after that is Christmas Day,” Carter said. “The newest Mitchell will be playing with her new toys from Santa here in the penthouse with her mother and father.” ****