Christmas Nami Novels & Stories

You are very blind if you can't see that I am doing you a favor here, if you want to go before the Ariel Judges, Everyone in the pack and the city will know that the Alpha’s bride is a shameless drunk, people will have less respect in the pack for you, and you cannot predict how dangerous Ariul’s punishment can be. So take the deal while I'm being nice Livia,” Once he had finished elaborating, he took a seat and covered me with the duvet. ************* It was a week until Christmas, Literally the last working week of the year, I followed Lyon to work to finish up the financial reporting of the company. As I with the sales invoices, purchase receipts, and other documents supporting the financ

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.

It was worlds apart from the blizzard-sieged rest stop. As a drifting soul, I could no longer feel any warmth, but just being in this environment almost made me feel like I was wrapped up in something cozy as well. I saw Dad sitting on the couch, shelling nuts while watching TV. Mom helped Grandma in the kitchen. Ava lounged on a single-seater, her fingers flying across the screen of her phone. Jamie sat on the rug, playing with his new toy car. "You did a good job preparing the Christmas gifts this year," Dad said to Mom, who stepped out of the kitchen. "We'll be visiting the neighboring pack tomorrow, so remember to prepare a few extra gifts."

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.

I swear this woman reads my mind several times a week. "I'm almost 4!" Nina rushes out proud to almost be another year older. The day she was born was both the worst and best day of my life and despite the girl having to share her birthday with Christmas day she has never complained. Yep... my little girl is a Christmas baby, a Christmas miracle. "That's right, you are." she smiles as she scoops her up and sits her in her lap.

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."

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.

Just then, I received a call from Gregory. "Hey buddy what's up" he said. "Hey Greg. Good morning and merry Christmas" "Merry Christmas buddy, how is Samantha and Lana" he said. "All good. Samantha is helping Lana get ready for the party" "Ok, don't worry Freddie everything is going to be alright" he said. "I hope so, thanks. Greetings to Betty and the kids". "Sure, see you soon". "And you too" I said, cutting the call. "Hopefully, all will go well" I muttered.

Two Christmases Later Bahamas Snow had a way of making everything feel so beautiful, white and peaceful. It reminded the whole world of the Christ child. The beauty of the season. Melody watched it fall through the glass window of the café, her fingers loosely wrapped around the warmth of the ceramic mug in front of her, though she hadn’t taken a sip yet. She was waiting for her takeout order. Sitting in Bahamas after a long conference for entrepreneurs, in which she gave a speech Melody couldn't help but smile at how much has changed since this time two years ago. And this was the time she got her Christmas miracle. Her heart was filled with gratitude.