Romans & histoires Christmas Must Be Something More By Taylor Swift

She is just too perfect for me to be doing that. Merry Christmas Extra chapter for you all as a present. Stay safe Love Peyton

Something in me tells me she is not here to say merry Christmas. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

"They were for my daughter. They were her Christmas and birthday present plus her biggest wish... I was going to make her Christmas wish finally come true. AND NOW IT'S ALL RUINED!" By the time she has finished talking, she has gone from sad to angry and it's a side that I like. I would much prefer her anger to her sadness and tears. "Well, there's still time until Christmas and when is her birthday?" she smiles, and for once, it's genuine and happy, and fuck she looks beautiful. "Her birthday is on Christmas day. She's a Christmas baby. A Christmas blessing." Now I can understand her smile because it makes me smile too.

But Meredith knew what her friend was up to. “He will just tell you to ask me,” Meredith swallowed another spoonful of her stew. “You’re no fair! You’re a billionaire and you can't even do Christmas?” Taylor whinined then drowned her sorrows in diet coke. “I do birthdays,” Meredith encouraged her friend to look on the brighter side of things. “So how are your mixers going?” “Changing the subject wont work with me you know,” Taylor pushed her salad around in frustration. “Yep. I know.” “Okay just so we are clear that I am a relentless bitch set on spreading holiday cheer,” Taylor had a look of seriousness spread across her face.

It is currently the 23rd of December meaning it is our last working day of the year. It's a Friday and from Monday our winter holidays are starting and I am over the moon about it. Christmas might just be my favorite time of the year. I can't wait to go back home to Charlotte and spend a couple of days with my dad and my brother. My brother recently got a girlfriend, from what I've heard she's the nicest person ever so I'm so excited to finally meet her! As much as I love living in New York at times I get frustrated and sad because I don't get to see my family as much as I would want to so I always end up feeling left out because I'm not always there for the small and sometimes big things ha

Hey, lovely readers, this is a Christmas special chapter, hope you enjoy. A Merry Christmas from me to you . “I love the Christmas-tide, and yet, I notice this, each year I live; I always like the gifts I get, but how I love the gifts I give!” ~Carolyn wells

“Hey, I get it. Love’s a real jerk sometimes. You’re allowed to feel crappy, especially when the person you care about isn’t ready for what you are. But, man, you’ve got to admit, cranking up the ‘life sucks’ playlist on Christmas Day is a bit harsh on the rest of us.” Chris looked at Elijah, a faint smile appearing despite the sadness in his eyes. "Yeah, sorry about that. Just... everything feels messed up right now." To our relief, he turned down the volume so we could talk. I leaned against the back of Chris’s chair, keeping my tone light. “It’s okay to feel down, Chris. We get it. But don’t let it ruin this day. How about we compromise? We can keep the rock vibe going, but let’s find som

Whispers followed me everywhere. "I can't believe she's that kind of person." "The more innocent they look, the wilder they are." "That coat she's wearing? It's Chanel's latest. The rumors on the campus forum must be true." I retrieved my phone to check the campus forum. My entire body was shaking from anger. Sharon actually spread dirty rumors about me on the campus forum. [A Golden Apple on Christmas Day Exposed Our Fake Friendship!] She accused me of flaunting wealth with a golden apple on Christmas Day and scamming them out of an expensive meal.

I stand alone on the icy field, turning back every few minutes to look at the road behind me. When my hands grow numb from the cold, I scroll my social media feed and see a recent post from my younger sister, Giada Soave. Holding gifts in her arms, she sits beneath a luxurious crystal Christmas tree with my parents embracing her from both sides. Ivano stands behind her with his hand resting lightly at her waist and his eyes full of tenderness. The caption reads, "Merry Christmas, I'm grateful to spend the holiday with those who love me most!" The comments section buzzes with blessings, praise, and envious messages.

Jennifer chuckled and retorted mockingly, "CEO? Do you really think she became CEO through her own abilities? Without Jeremiah and me backing her up, she's just a useless loser." Charles looked at Jennifer in disbelief. His eyes were filled with shock and anger. Annoyed by the noise, I told the bodyguards to drag the two of them farther away. I crouched alone by the seaside. The winter wind blowing from the ocean was icy and piercing. Little by little, I scattered Noelle's ashes into the sea. I said softly, "Today is Christmas, Noelle. It's also the day you were born. I'm letting you return to the ocean."