Christmas Peter Griffin Novels & Stories

Right now, the two were just strolling around the city, holding each other’s hands and their sore wrists tucked under the loose sleeves they had that night. Gryphon had a slight smile as they went, not minding the darkness and the cold around them. It was already winter, and he was thinking about the closest holiday to their calendar. With the fiscal year coming to a close, he should have been more focused on that rather than Christmas. However, the streetlights were promoting a view that plagued his mind. “…where do you want to celebrate Christmas, Andy?” Gryphon asked, looking in the direction of his wife that was eating a hotdog as they walked. As for his, it was already eaten along with

They reached Tara’s car, and as soon as they got in, Tara squeezed Melody’s hand. As she got into the car, she made a silent prayer, she didn't believe in Christmas no more, but she was hoping for a Christmas miracle. The twelve days of Christmas song was blasting in the car. On the fourth day of Christmas my true love sent to me… “Cheating on a platter of gold.” How thoughtful.

Peter folds his arms in front of his chest. “You know this might be a trap, right?” He says, breaking the silence. “I know.” I say immediately, nodding my head. “And you are still going.” He says, and I nod my head once again. “Yes.” “On Christmas Eve.” He asks, arching a brow and I sigh. “Yes, Peter.” “To a pack that is aligned with the man sending rogues after everyone?” “Yes.” I say simply, shrugging at him he lets out a slow breath.

He wore a grave expression, and his face was hard to read. Upon seeing Grace, the man respectfully greeted her, "Ms. Lewis." Grace was puzzled and asked, "Do you know me?" Xander then spoke, "Gracie, he's my personal assistant, Peter Miller." "Your personal assistant?" "If you can't reach me in the future, you can directly contact him." When he heard that, Peter took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over. "This is my number, Ms. Lewis." Grace took it, still somewhat confused. "Xander, what is this?"

Let’s get back to the present… Christmas had arrived, bringing joy and love to two new couples who had finally found their long-awaited mates. There was Vincent “V” Reigel - the Alpha and CEO of the Silvercrest Pack - spending his Christmas season with his beloved Siel and her twin three-year-olds, James and Rose. Although he preferred to call his newfound mate Elena intimately, he gladly referred to himself as her Christmas wolf. And their story was quite a worthy tale to tell, as well…

Peter lied to Grandpa. Grandpa shook his head and hugged Peter, "my Angry Grandson is lucky to have both of you, as his friends." "Merry Christmas, my son." Grandpa patted his back as Peter wished him back. All the family members wished the new guests and everyone got busy with their work or enjoying the evening. "Merry Christmas, Peter," I opened my arms for him. "Eeiuu..." He looked here and there for checking Austin's presence and once he confirmed that Austin is not around, he hugged me wishing back, "Merry Christmas, dearest soul Sister cum Sister-in-law."

“Dad!” “Don’t make that face. It makes perfect sense. One for every year I lost by your side. They’re all in the car, along with some gifts I brought for my beautiful granddaughter, too.” Griffin reached into his coat, pulling out a rectangular envelope “Here, this is the smallest of all, size-wise. But, something tells me it's what will make you happier than any jewelry or perfume.”