Cast Of The Ultimate Christmas Present Novels & Stories

When she arrived at the door, she didn't bother to look to see who it was before opening it. "All of you..." When she realized it wasn't her family at the door, she took a breath. Sebastian was the culprit. He was dressed in a black denim jacket, a white tee, and blue denim pants. He was dressed in a pair of boots that were not the same as the ones he wore the day before. It also appeared to be quite costly. “Sebastian. "What are you doing here at this hour so early in the morning?" “Merry Christmas, pretty one.” Stephanie's face brightened as he lifted the present he had gotten for her.

Christmas was now his favorite holiday. “So you’re my Christmas present,” Holly said, her eyes smiling with joy. “If you’ll have me.” “You’re just what I asked Santa for,” she told him. “Red suit and all?” he asked, nuzzling her cheek. She laughed. “Red suit and all.” And he kissed her. *** Downstairs, Jake came running from the stairs with Mark glaring at him. Mark shooed him away from the back room and chased him toward where the elves were still handing out toys, having the time of their lives.

Then mom and I stayed up to watch The Holiday Cottage, because who doesn’t love Cameron Diaz and Jude Law? This morning, we all stumbled out of bed around eight and headed straight to the lounge where mom and my step dad have a magnificent nine-foot Christmas tree. It is decked out in silver and white ornaments that make it sparkle and look like something out of a Hallmark movie. The presents were all under the tree, mom still hides them until we wake up. Too cute, right? Like we don’t know that Santa is a myth.

And already showing…a small, unmistakable bump pressing against her golden gown. My throat closes, but I keep smiling. “Oh, Catherine,” Lydia croons, as if she hasn’t just plunged a knife into my ribs. “Go on. Unwrap your gift.” The girl blushes and stretches her arms aside. The red ribbon tied to her waist like a present. My husband’s child is in her womb. I step closer. My fingers tremble as I touch the silky ribbon. “Merry Christmas,” she whispers timidly. “Merry Christmas,” I echo, my voice painfully steady as I untie the ribbon finally, letting the fabric fall to the floor. “Thank you for… for doing this.”

By the time Yves Golding got home, it was already midnight. I was lying in bed, staring at a photo of him and Melissa Lane. His abs showed faintly beneath his red Santa suit as she leaned against them, eyes shyly closed. Their colleagues had left comments below the post, saying that they were a perfect match and that Yves was quite bold. Melissa commented, "You guys, stop making things up. Mr. Golding was just being kind by keeping a lonely soul like me company for Christmas!"

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…

I cursed under my breath, deciding to call Parker about it instead, because somehow he always seemed to find a way to solve the problem, but only after Lucien had had something to eat. Nodding mentally in approval of my plan, I proceeded to the kitchen. A few minutes after Lucien had fallen asleep just after eating, I left him to rest in his bedroom with Olivia by his side. Shutting the door behind me, I adjusted the tray containing the used bowl to my left and pulled out my phone before dialing Parker's number. He picked up after the second ring. “Hello, Ms. Wilson,” his voice came through the speaker, and I murmured in response, ”I need you to help me get in contact with a working Santa Cl

Even if he scolded me for it. My eyes dart across to Phoebe and Leo who are still giggling, while playing with the wrapping paper. I have no idea how? But Phoebe has managed to get her brother to look like he was the actual present. It looks so cute how his little pampered bottom is wriggling while she is trying to put one of these sticky ribbons on his forehead. Hard to believe they're going to be two in less than two months. Tyler, Gale and Brent come walking in. I feel a little bad for not getting up to walk to the door to greet them on Christmas day. Just as I'm about to get up from the couch, Tyler scolds me.

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?"

“SANTA CAME! There are PRESENTS! SO MANY PRESENTS!” “Charlotte, it’s 5:30 in the morning. Can Santa’s presents wait until 7?” Damien tried to negotiate. “NO! Presents are for NOW! Santa delivered them NOW!” James appeared moments later, equally excited. “PRESENTS! James want presents NOW!” They gave up on additional sleep. The entire household gathered in the living room—grandparents emerging in robes, everyone watching children open presents with enthusiastic chaos. Charlotte’s gift-opening was methodical reading tags, opening carefully, examining each gift before moving to the next. James’s approach was demolition ripping paper wildly, briefly acknowledging the gift, immediately moving to