Christmas Romance Novels & Stories

I stayed facing the wall like an idiot until she came back down in leggings and an oversized hoodie, no bra, I could tell from the way the fabric moved when she walked. "Movie¿" She Asked "Why not" I responded We ended up on the couch with hot chocolate spiked with rum and a cheesy Christmas Rom-com movie queued up. Some Hallmark knockoff about a city girl and a small-town carpenter. The light began dimming, fire crackling, snow piling against the windows - The usual Xmas feeling Halfway through, the wind picked up, and the house groaned, as drafts crept in. Jessica shivered, pulled the throw blanket over her legs.

Roman groaned deeply, his hand sliding up to squeeze my breast as he gave one last slow, deep thrust inside me. “You’re going to be the death of me, Chelsea,” he murmured, biting the back of my neck. “My perfect, filthy little Christmas gift.” I smiled against the counter, my pussy still fluttering around him. This was only the beginning. And I couldn’t wait to see how much more of Daddy’s cock I could take before the holidays were over.

His hand is warm as it encloses mine, and he follows, sitting next to me on the sofa but not touching me. The cards are still laid out on the table, Rob’s gloves and hat set off to the side, but I don’t have any desire to play games anymore. The lights are dim, the fire is warm and romantic, and I’m sitting next to a gorgeous, sensitive man who makes me happy. “I think this is the best Christmas I’ve had in years,” I tell him in a whisper, leaning my head against his shoulder. “Thank you.” I can’t help smiling when I feel Rob press a gentle, almost fatherly, kiss into my hair. “Happy Christmas, Grace.”

Christmas day finally arrived, everybody was happy most especially Jason and Anna, this is the first Christmas they are having as lovers. It's amazing almost unbelievable that they are dating but neither their parents nor the world knows. They stole glances from each other when opportune and give eye signals when no one is looking, they blew kisses when everybody is busy and they kiss each other when everybody was asleep.

Another firework burst into light in the sky, Scarlett turned to Chuck and said, “To our lousy Christmas.” “And a crappy new year.” Chuck held Scarlett’s shoulders and looked at her seriously. “You know… maybe I wouldn’t mind spending my life with you after all…” Scarlett looked up at him and said, “You know, I think I finally figured out why every romantic scene in the movies happens when there are fireworks around. In the movies, everyone’s always kissing each other and falling in love with fireworks in the background...” She trailed off. “But that magic isn’t really doing anything for me. Oops!”

In the back of her mind, she heard a nagging voice questioning whether or not he really wanted to talk to her at all and if he had only said he’d meet her at the tree farm to quiet his excited child. Christmas decorations were everywhere now. Garlands and large, velvety red bows hung from the lampposts, and every shop had a wreath on the door, their display windows covered in red and green. Each evening when the sun began to go down, the entire downtown area would blaze to life with the sparkle of thousands of twinkling, white lights decorating every building, every post, and every tree. Charles Town was absolutely beautiful at Christmas, and even though she longed for the days when she’d wa

’ speeches… She drained hot chocolate from her large ‘Rudolf the Reindeer’ mug and stood, padding across the wooden floor in her socks and slippers to restart the Frank Sinatra album. Maybe it was wrong that she was in such a good mood, newly divorced and absolutely alone on Christmas… but she was. She wanted to be happy. And right now, Mr. Sinatra, stimulating romance novels, and copious amounts of hot chocolate were all she needed to be happy. And, maybe later, Mr. ‘Great Scott’.

I said happily. "Your wish, always my command," he murmured. This was probably one of the most normal things Zach and I would do! It was also one of my dreams to watch a movie with the man I love beside me. Hay, What a romantic Christmas. It's just the beginning but the I've been getting more than I'd imagined! Would you believe that he didn't push me away when I told him I love you? I got lucky me. Very. Really. After we went down, I bought a cd to watch. The title was Indecent Proposal. It sounded so interesting so I placed it right away. We also didn't turn on the light for effect.

It wasn’t the most romantic car in the world, but it was the only option that would fit the three of us since mine was temporarily out of commission, Abigail drove a little 2013 Mazda Miata with only two seats, and Gretchen didn’t want to take her car since she planned to leave with Joey for a midnight showing of A Christmas Story. “Get over it, girl,” Abigail told her with a tough love tone. “If you really love him, you won’t care what kind of car you arrive at your engagement in.” Gretchen frowned with a little sad sigh. “Yeah, yeah. You might have a point.” We all stepped out of the car, helping each other fix our hair and masks.

Six and a half weeks later . . . It was Christmas time in the Big Apple. Garland, lights, Christmas trees, wreaths, and snow decorated the city streets, businesses, and homes. Love also filled the air. Every time Caitlin turned around Derek and Chelsea was kissing under every piece of mistletoe they could find. Cameron and Catherine were always being discovered whispering sweet nothings to each other in private corners at Christmas parties. And Alexander and Caitlin were two star-crossed lovers who didn’t give a damn what anyone thought of them being together.