Christmas Must Be Something More By Taylor Swift นิยาย & เรื่องราว

That very day we ordered our second Christmas miracle. END

Tally couldn’t help but appreciate how considerate Ryan was, covering the bill for the evening. As Tally prepared for the upcoming Christmas festivities, she couldn’t contain her excitement about spending the holiday with Ryan’s parents. Unlike her own family, where Christmas was always overshadowed by drama and tension, Tally anticipated a joyous and harmonious celebration this year. She longed for the warmth and love that had been missing from her own family gatherings. With Ryan by her side, Tally believed that this Christmas would be different. She looked forward to creating new traditions and cherished memories with his family and, hopefully, by next Christmas, their own family.

~ New York City, 2002~ It was Christmas, the most wonderful time of the year! New York City's streets were decked out with stunning lights and plants. Stephanie stood in front of the Rockefeller Center plaza, marveling at the gorgeous Christmas tree. Thousands of light bulbs were used to ornament the tree, which was capped with a new Swarovski star. Stephanie's wavy black hair flowed loosely on her shoulders as she gazed up and stared at the star with a big smile on her face.

Not that the words are hitting home for me this Christmas, the song has lost a bit of it's appeal. Santa Clause is Coming to Town and I saw Mommy Kissing Santa Clause later and I have my gifts wrapped and near the tree, since there are way too many to fit under there, I stand up and stretch. Wyatt has two more gifts to wrap, so I ask, “Want me to finish those and you can bring in your gifts?”

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.

"And that, of course, is the message of Christmas. We are never alone. Not when the night is darkest, the wind coldest, the world seemingly most indifferent…” ~Taylor Caldwell "Remember there is always enough love to go around, especially today," I say smiling at the little kids looking at me, their smile widens and it warms my heart.

Warren said with a laugh as he placed hot coffee on the table. "I want to know!" Magi insisted. "I just thought of..." I just kept my eyes on Eli when he suddenly looked at me as well. "Making some surprise for the fans this Christmas day." "What kind of surprise?" I asked. And he looked back at our companions. "Since my concert can't go on this Christmas day... I plan to cover BTS's choreography to their song 'Butter.' This time, for a holiday special. Fans are always requesting me to cover at least one of the BTS' songs... and that's what I thought."

"Nowhere. I tried to talk him out of it, but I don't think it did any good. Him not coming to the mall with us is a sign that he isn't celebrating Christmas with mom. " "Maybe he has his presents ready?" Sinclair says and I chuckle. "I don't think so, babe. He's the last-minute guy. " "He'll come around, Little Greene. I don't want you to worry about it. " He laces his fingers through mine and rests it on my thigh. I smile before pressing my lips against it. "I know. " "Ohhhh, I love this part!" He grins, then in a Sam Smith voice; he sings, "There may be lovers who hold out their hands, but they'll never love you like I can, can, can—"

“It’s snowing like crazy over here. The streets are empty, everything’s white. Can’t wait till you and Mom arrive.” “Well, it’s no different here,” Tessa said, managing a small laugh. “We’ve got maybe three weeks until Christmas. The whole city’s lit up already.” “Our first Christmas together,” Roman said softly. “Real tree, stockings, the fire going… You in one of those ridiculous holiday sweaters you pretend to hate.” “I do hate them,” she lied, smiling despite herself. “Liar.” She could hear his grin. “I’m going to buy you the ugliest one I can find. You’ll wear it and love it.”

"Truce." ✨ AUTHOR'S NOTE ✨ : MERRY CHRISTMAS 🎄🎁