Christmas Stories Novels & Stories

Her beautiful brown hair complemented her shiny brow skin. "My name is Christabel Daniels, you look very pretty. I love your hair." "A beautiful name for a beautiful girl." I said to her. She giggled. "You look more beautiful when you smile." " Aww, thank you. What happened with you and Sarah?" Christalbel said. "She was just being a bitch. Is she always like that?" Christabel chuckled and said, " did you by any chance talk to her boyfriend or something? She can be really jealous when it comes to him." Lol, because of ordinary boy. Wonders shall never end. The boy isn't even my type.

They spoke for a moment and he quietly kept on moving towards the exit . My life is doing great even after being married for two year . Well being married doesn't mean your life will be showered with roses. There are up's and down's. It just depends on how you handle such situations . Today being the 25 of December my step mom has organised a Christmas dinner just like every year just that this year is going to be something special with the news I have . I walked hand on hand with Henry to mom's garden where I saw so many dishes arranged in a circular motion on the table . I saw my brother talking with mom holding hands with his son like the proud father he is and his wife standing beside

The Christmas Festival was an all day event that started the morning of Christmas Eve with a craft fair, as well as various baking, art, and craft contests, activities for the children, and of course, the Christmas concert at the church. Most of the events were outside or in different buildings around the downtown area, but the concert would be held in the sanctuary of the First Baptist Church like it was every year.

Serendipity nodded, tearing her eyes away from the structure at last and smiling into those familiar green ones. As Corey led her inside, they were instantly greeted by dozens of working elves, each of whom called out, “Merry Christmas!” which Serendipity would have found rather odd considering Christmas was over months ago were she not standing in Santa’s Workshop at the North Pole. Instead, she answered with a jolly, “Merry Christmas!” in return. She noticed, and found it rather odd, that though Corey always acknowledged the speaker, he only chose to say, “Hello,” or “Good evening,” in response, never “Merry Christmas.”

On Christmas Eve, I finally dragged myself out to beg for food. The giant screen outside the mall was blasting headlines about Leon and Chloe. Apparently, to welcome Chloe to the family estate, Leon had dropped a ridiculous amount of money lighting up the entire city. Everything would go off at midnight. Under the screen, a kind shop owner handed me a bread roll. I scarfed it down, thanking him again and again. Didn't matter that I stayed tucked in a corner. Security still came over and chased me off. Night fell. My whole body shook as the last bit of warmth drained out of me.

He made fun of me as my cheeks burned from embarrassment. I sure hope I didn't pee on myself. The new Christmas song that was playing in the background now was "All I want for Christmas." by Mariah Carey. Santa Claus got on the bed again, teasing my clit with his slippery dick as he removed the soiled vibrator, stretching out his tongue to lick my release from it. "What do you want for this Christmas, girl?" He asked and I shut my eyes. "Your Cock, Santa Claus. Please ravish me hard." I pleaded as he continued to tease me down there, almost making me lose my mind.

Merry Christmas, dearest readers. I extend my heartfelt Christmas wishes to you. Thank you for your support, enthusiasm, and the time you dedicate to my work. Your encouragement always means more than words can fully express. May this festive season bring you joy, peace, and warmth, and may the new year unfold with hope and wonderful moments. Cheers to many more journeys together. Merry Christmas and best wishes. Ameerawrites

Just like that, I told him everything that was happening, excluding my one-night stand story. As predicted, he was furious. Just like Emily, he has never liked Josh for me. The call ended, but not without me letting him know not to let anyone know what happened. I quickly had my bath and changed into something more comfortable. Today is Christmas, and I will have a fun-filled evening. It dawned on me that I did not see any Christmas trees hanging around anywhere. Nothing feels like the season around here. Everywhere is quiet. I might as well shop for a Christmas tree with my best friend and light up the house.

🎄🎄🎄🎄🎄✨✨✨✨ ‎Nora’s POV ‎Mikhail’s Family Mansion – Christmas Eve, December 25. ‎The snow falls in fat, lazy flakes outside the massive windows of Mikhail’s family mansion, turning the rolling hills into a winter wonderland straight out of a postcard. Inside, it’s a whirlwind of warmth and chaos—the kind that makes you forget about the cold world outside. The grand foyer is decked out with a towering tree loaded with twinkling lights and ornaments that look like they belong in a museum, and the air smells like pine, cinnamon, and roasting turkey. I stir the mulled wine on the stove, watching the spices swirl in the deep red liquid, feeling a little out of place but mostly content. This is

Mom sat on one of the couches and was focused on whatever she was writing on a paper. “Come on everyone,take a seat.” Grandpa said and kept his folded new paper on a little glass table beside him and made a serious face. We all sat down half-heartedly as we mopped at grandpa, expecting his words. “I have not spent a few Xmas days with you at all before but God made it possible that I am here today and today we shall begin with the preparation for this Christmas season.” He said and Josh and I cheered in happiness. That has been all I have been looking forward to,the Christmas house decorations. The Christmas tree, lights,paintings and all. Oh! I can't wait for it to begin.