Christmas Bratayley Novels & Stories

"You don't understand it. I'm not a girl, okay? I may look like but I'm not one. I am a boy--" "No. You are the one who doesn't understand. I'll be your husband and you'll be my wife. End of discussion," Keatton as the merry boy, he laughed how the kid became grumpy just by explaining things. "Okay. If you say so," shrugging his shoulders and beamed a smile at the grumpy kid. "I'll show you something," said the grumpy kid. He guided Keatton going his window and opened it. "Christmas would be in a minute from now. Let's watch the skies up above and feel the Christmas spirit," he then dangled his arm to Keatton's shoulder.

Jayson, Gio, Nick, Fallon and Leo decided to head down town and look around for some Christmas presents. Jayson and I had already bought Taelin’s present, but we wanted to get her some little things to stuff her stocking with. The other guys hadn’t started their shopping which is not surprising. They were buying for family since none of them had anyone special to buy for. I think Gio bought something for Bryayna but I can’t say for sure. I do know he is interested in her, but he hasn’t made a move on her yet. I think he is trying to earn her trust first to show her not all guys are like her piece of shit brothers and their friends.

It’s definitely a cat’s life, right? Forty minutes later we arrive at my folk’s house. Atlas’s vehicle is already here. Cody turns off the engine and comes round to open the door for me, he’s such a gentleman and it makes me smile because I remember him telling me I wasn’t to get out of the vehicle the first time he took me grocery shopping with him, until he was able to open the door for me. It makes me chuckle because back then, I was so mad at Cody and having to work for him, the way he used to make fun of me growing up, it still makes me shake my head in a good way, that I am with Cody Brannigan. All those years of hating him yet crushing on him at the same time and now we are here toget

Then they left the airport. When they arrived at the Shelton residence, Mr Shelton's car was parked in the driveway. Mia's eyes lit up, she walked to the living room holding Avery and Gabriella's hands. Her husband was in the living room in deep thought. Brad smiled broadly when he saw his wife and their guests. He stood up and kissed Avery on both cheeks and said, "Welcome back my Goddaughter. Are you going to spend Christmas with us?" Avery shook her head and replied, "Thank you, Godfather. I have to go back home on the 20th because this is my last Christmas with Aunt Bridge." The Shelton family was sad to hear that.

Won't that lead to some discussions? "Miss Elkie." Braelyn greeted respectfully because Elkie is Wyatt's sister and the two of them weren't close. Also, Braelyn is an orphan compared to Elkie's royal blood, so she could only greet Elkie. Elkie smiled and leaned forward with a cunning smile. "You're his mate? I heard you've been on his bed and do more." She said in a ridiculing tone. Braelyn's expression changed immediately. "Are you calling me a slut?" She fired back.

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.

Jax never said anything to stop them, but he knew how to make me feel better at night. Eleanor was always all over Jax and it irked me to the depths of my soul. The look she always gave me showed me that she was doing this on purpose to rile me up. Little did she know that I was even more patient than a driver waiting for a snail to cross the road. I let out a sigh as I walked around the beautiful streets of Queens Quay. The moon shone brightly and made the streets look even more beautiful than usual. The Christmas lights decorated the streets and “Last Christmas” was blasting through someone's speaker, while I hummed along.

Not barista. VelvetMistress. I dried off, moisturized, and sat at my desk. My laptop blinked awake. My inbox was full, but I didn’t check it. I went straight to the app. Typed. Subscriber Post: You want me tonight? Then prove it. I don’t perform for peasants. I entertain kings. If you can’t tip, don’t click. 10 PM. Bring your wallets and your manners. I hit post. Stood up, pulled on my boots. Grabbed my leather jacket. Slipped on the helmet.

Jax, however, bypasses all reasonable human greetings. He scoops me up, throws me over his shoulder, changes his mind halfway through, then swings me onto his back like a backpack before taking off across the courtyard. I cling to him laughing so hard my stomach hurts. "Would you look at this place," he announces dramatically, spreading his arms so wide I nearly fall off. "Wow wee. They have mountains, cabins, suspiciously attractive mountain people. This is either a cult or the best holiday resort I've ever seen." The sound of giggling makes all of us turn.

Chapter 80: Christmas Proposal Kathleen’s P.O.V Christmas had been a lonely time for me these past few years. I had usually spent the holidays working or at the hospital, during my mother’s treatment. But this year, everything changed when I met Arthur and his little girl, Hayley. Today, Hayley turned to me with a big smile as we all gathered around the Christmas tree after dinner to exchange gifts. "Miss Kat, remember when I asked Santa for a mommy this Christmas?"