Christmas Karen Novels & Stories

Kate POV “I Challenge Katelyn Adams for the Alpha title of the Golden Moon Pack!”. I couldn’t believe what I had heard. It was resonating through my mind, without fully comprehending. Looking into the crowd I wait for the voice to come forward. It’s familiar but with the crowd who jumped up loudly the voice was lost in the crowd.

I said and without missing a beat, he slowly leaned in and took my lips in his in a passionate kiss. “I love you Iyawo mi” he whispered as we disengaged. “I love you my husband” **** 25th December “We spell Christmas and light up the tree” The Master of ceremonies said from the center of the carnival beside the huge Christmas tree and the crowd broke out in soft murmurs “Christmas is too long jhoor!” “Christmas ke” the women murmured. The Mc chuckled and waved his hands in order to get decorum again. “Alright alright!” “How about we spell Jesus? He’s the reason for the season innit?!” He asked looking around at the women’s face for approval.

I studied her closely, searching for a crack, something, anything. I had never seen her wear red lipstick before, never. And now that she did, it suited her perfectly. Bold, fierce, and alluring in a way that made it impossible to look away. “Seems like we don’t need much introduction,” Brooke said lightly. “Not at all, Your Majesty,” Elena replied smoothly. “Lisa is my daughter’s best friend. It might interest you to know that she spent her Christmas holiday with us, nursing her heartbreak. You know, we’re very accommodating, even though she’s human. My daughter didn’t mind.”

But his thoughts were interrupted when Karen reappeared, carrying a rag and wearing an exaggerated smile. "Oh, Mr. Seymour—" Karen started. She saw Hans's reaction, "Shh!" so she cut him off, raising a dramatic hand. "I told you, no more 'Manang'! Call me Karen. I’m still young, you know. Very marketable, especially to Australians!" Hans chuckled, unable to resist teasing her. "Australians, huh? Really?" "Of course!" Karen replied, puffing out her chest proudly. "One almost proposed to me back when I was in Sydney. But I told him, 'Not yet! I need to focus on my career first.'"

One soft click. The picture came out tasteful but teasing, enough to make him grin. She smiled, selected Darren’s name, hit send. Then tossed her phone onto the bed and poured herself a glass of cheap red wine. Next week, she'd have her bags packed, ready to head to Maysville, the small town she'd grown up in for Christmas. Her holiday plan was just perfect! Her playlist hummed to life; jazzy, lazy Christmas tunes filling the air. For the first time all day, her shoulders relaxed. She even started humming along, thinking about what tomorrow morning would look like. Morning pancakes, bad movies, Darren’s laugh…

And why was that person another female? "You know, it's been a while since I've been here," Karen commented as she stepped out of James' car, drawing her black cloak around her for warmth. The white falling snow was a stark contrast to her black cloak and dress as well as her equally black hair and lipstick. Not for the first time since James had called her up did she wonder why she was even entertaining the notion of sleeping with his current girlfriend. Karen figured either she was insane or simply just had a soft spot for James. Maybe both.

Please next don't keep any important news and lie to me. Ellen nods. I won't keep anything from you. I want us to start our friendship with a clean heart. Smiling Karen asks. So are we solid? Yes, we are solid. Ellen responded smiling. " We have to also get you a dress course because I want Logan's jaw to drop on seeing you tonight, Karen decides. They look through many dresses and Karen finally got the perfect one. It was a lace deep V - neck A-line red dress with sparkles on it that fitted her well. She looked glamorous. " Ellen, what do you think about this dress? ".

The Christmas market in Evergreen Hollow buzzed with life despite the biting December chill. Strings of twinkling lights draped over wooden stalls, and the air carried the scent of mulled wine, roasted chestnuts, and fresh gingerbread. It was the town's biggest holiday event, drawing locals and visitors alike. The 32 year old Lila Voss had come back from Seattle for the season, escaping the corporate grind of her marketing job. Single after a messy divorce, she craved the simple joys of her childhood home, but loneliness nipped at her heels like the wind.

Obviously she was entertaining her boyfriend, the goodnatured, reliable, boring Gareth. Karen’s suitcase stood open on the floor, ready to receive the last items of clothing. Smiling as she reminisced, she laid in the cream silk kimono Kan had given her as a farewell gift. It still carried the spicy cinnamon smell of his hair, the personal odour of his body. She would never forget him, but her heart was not bleeding because she was leaving him.

Maybe she owns the salon? “There you are, Sir! Gosh! I already sent the dresses and shoes to the address you gave. I’ll pick up the bags tomorrow. Where’s madam? Oh, it’s you! Hello, I’m Karen. Personal shopper and fashion guru. I’ll teach you everything you need to know... dressing up, makeup, what suits you and what doesn’t.”