Christmas Couple Novels & Stories

Before I could figure out what was going on, a tall and slender woman approached Dylan and me. She locked arms with Dylan and shot me an irritated look, asking, "Who's this?" Dylan answered before I could even say a word, speaking in a tone that made it seem like we had coincidentally run into each other. "She's Blake's girlfriend. She came to look for him." The woman immediately dropped her guard and curiously gave me a once-over. She smiled sweetly and introduced herself as Trixie Ashford. She was Dylan's girlfriend, and she had returned to the country specifically to celebrate Christmas with him.

"Are you a couple, or... are you married?" "We are..." Before Grace could finish, Xander held her hand. "We're married." "That's great! Sweety, wish this nice couple a blessed Christmas." "Merry Christmas! May all your wishes come true, and I wish you both a lifetime of happiness!"

I shifted a sly glance at Jeanne, who gave me back a confused look. "You can have your annulment," I began, and the man let out a sigh of relief, "But not until the third of January." He froze, "Excuse me?" "Well, the thing is, I need a husband for Christmas," I winced at the look on his face, "And New year." "Not interested." He deadpanned. "And you already happen to be my husband," I braved on. "Not for much longer." "You won't have to do anything. Just show up for a few days, and wear a smile. Or not. Christmas in my hometown is amazing and I promise you won't regret it." I said with a hopeful smile.

After wrapping up my tasks at work, I called my husband, Christian Clark. "Honey, don't forget to come home for Christmas today! I have some good news to share with you!" On the other end of the line, Christian's voice sounded rushed and tense. "Shiloh, there's an urgent issue with the company project. I need to check on it right away! Juni already finished her bottle and is asleep, so don't worry!" Those two sentences filled me with unease. Our daughter, Juniper Clark, was just over a year old. How could I possibly not worry about her being left alone at home?

Of course, Orison has something romantic playing on the screen because it’s freaking Christmas. “Dad, I can’t today,” I tell him, and just then, I come face to face with the television screen, and I freeze, my jaw going slack right as my heart comes to halt and drops to the bottom of my stomach. I can’t be seeing right. “Honey,” Dad calls, but my ears have started ringing with the amount of blood that rushes to the organs. I don’t believe in the holidays, but please Santa, please! Tell me that Orison has started a career in pornography, because I can see him on a live field, having sex with someone who isn’t me.

They both got each other promise rings. "That's why they see communication is the key," Grace said and Cora was laughing uncontrollably. "Oh, it's the best Christmas ever," Cora said and kissed her. They exchanged the rings and kissed each other as the clock strike twelve. They realized that the future that they had pictured as an individual was the same. "I love you..." They both told each other while staring deep into each other's eyes and holding hands, which had the promise rings on them. A minor proof that they belonged to each other.

she said blushing. He pouted and whispered. “But your kiss doesn’t even have 1% interest.” “What did you say?” “Nothing! Come and let’s take a picture, over there!” he said as he pulled her in front of the big Christmas tree. Until Christmas carol took over the surroundings as the awesome water dancing fountain on the floor with flamethrowers synchronized with the music. They went to the middle of the fountain, staring at each other. “Merry Christmas.” “Merry Christmas.”

When I didn't give him a reply, he put his hands around my shoulders saying, "Don't get mad again babe. It's Christmas. The season to be happy and cheerful. Now, tell me how you want the tree to be? Do you want it taller or bigger…" While he was talking about the tree, I couldn't concentrate on what was being said to me, because I was too busy looking at his happy face. He had this huge grin and a little blush that formed on his cheeks when I looked up at him. His eyes were shining. I don't know if it 's because of the Christmas lights or if it’s something else. I didn't know, but it made me smile as well. It would be so much better if we met as a normal person rather than as two people who

Slowly, everyone settles back into their chairs, the buzz of conversation returning, louder and happier than before. I slide back into my seat next to Ashton. ”I love you” He murmurs and kisses my neck. ”I love you too babe” I reply and smile at him. He wraps a warm, heavy arm around my shoulders, pressing a reassuring kiss to my temple. I look across the table at Xander and Alex, who are holding hands tightly, their faces glowing with a mix of wonder and excitement. This Christmas wedding just turned into a birthday celebration, and the night is far from over.

Ivana snapped back almost instantly, "I've got no time for this. I'm helping Charles look for Bubbles. If Bubbles is truly lost, Charles will be heartbroken." In the next moment, she added, "Besides, Christmas is tomorrow. You're in such a hurry for me to come over because you're jealous, aren't you?" I closed my eyes and let the tears slide down soundlessly. After ten years of marriage, I finally understood that to Ivana, Noelle and I weren't even worth as much as Charles' dog. I took a deep breath and said icily, "Ivana, it was supposed to be your turn to stay with Noelle tonight. If you hadn't left, Noelle might not have…"