Christmas When You Were Mine Novels & Stories

She can take as long as she wants to heal herself but her time and life shouldn't be wasted on garbage cans. Liam kissed my shoulder and placed his hand under our boy's butt, "We already had enough bad days and talks. Let's not talk that about anymore... We are finally free of all our problems. Do you know what date is today?" I shook my head. "It's 26 December..." What? 26 December? "We were attacked on Christmas?" "No, our baby was born on Christmas... That's the best gift I have received in my life," He softly answered while looking straight into my eyes.

shock, embarrassment, heat, and it nearly knocks me flat. I lean one shoulder against the doorframe, forcing myself to stay where I am. “Damien…” she whispers. My name has never sounded so sweet and soft. “Yeah,” I answer quietly, voice rough, barely holding. Then the wall clock struck twelve in the morning. It's Christmas day!! My lips curve into a slow, knowing smirk despite myself. “Guess I should say… Merry Christmas.” The silence stretches. Loaded. Fragile. And one wrong move away from something neither of us will be able to take back.

Wyatt remarks. “Yep.” I say. I finish the song and Val's pile at the same time. I move the gift under the tree, then come back to my spot, beginning to wrap Lucy's gift. “I'll have a blue Christmas, without you, I'll be so blue, just thinking, about you..” I sing. “You'll be doing alright, with your Christmas of white... But I'll.. have a Blue.. blue, blue, blue Christmas.” Every other Christmas when I sang this song, one of my favorites, it never bothered me how sad it was. Not that the words are hitting home for me this Christmas, the song has lost a bit of it's appeal.

Christmas is the time of the year where there's lots of sweets to chow on, snow, ice skating and I get a lot of presents from Santa aka dad. My last Christmas wasn't all that memorable, I didn't go skating as was tradition and the tree wasn't filled with present, just a little here and there. Mary Lou our cook was in depression and from my mom shouting hear and there —she was in a sour mood too— most the food ended up burnt. I cried throughout Christmas until the next day. But this Christmas is going to be better, yes no daddy but there's mummy and there's Aaron and Jesse and Nadine and Peyton. Let's not forget Liv my personal fighter.

My thighs shook, nails digging into his chest. He followed seconds later, groaning low and deep, hips bucking as he came inside me, filling me with heat. His arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me down against his chest, holding me there while we both caught our breath. The Christmas lights twinkled above us. Home Alone played on, Kevin’s victory music swelling in the background. Jack kissed my temple, voice soft and wrecked. “Merry Christmas, Mara.” I smiled against his neck, still trembling. “Merry Christmas, Jack.”

We laughed, but the raw truth lingered: love blooming in the cold, defying crowns and calluses. As I drove away later, snow swirling, his figure in the rearview grew smaller, but the ache in my body and soul promised return. Christmas had given me more than tradition; it gave me Remmy, raw and real.

Her eyes were downcast, the frown still etched on her face, as though she couldn’t quite be part of this moment. But for the others, they continued, the melody lifting our spirits, and I found myself smiling as I sang the last part with ease: “I’ve got this Christmas song in my heart (Song in my heart), I’ve got the candles glowing in the dark, I’m hanging all the stockings by the Christmas tree, Oh, why? ‘Cause that’s Christmas to me…” “Merry Christmas, everyone!” Charlotte exclaimed, clapping her hands together. “Merry Christmas!” the rest of us echoed.

‎We collapse, tangled, breathless. ‎“Best gift ever,” he whispers. ‎I laugh, kiss him. ‎“Merry Christmas, Misha.” ‎

Aaron said as he gets closer to Amanda who could feel his breath on her face due to how close he was. “I don’t understand what you are saying boss” she said still bending her head down. “It will be so annoying if I keep reminding you this..” Aaron lift Amanda chin up making her to close her eyes. “I won’t remind you next time kitty that…. “Am yours… yes I know.” Amanda angrily release her head from Aaron hand as she hates it when he said the words “ you are mine”. She wanted to sneak away from his cage but he hit is hands on the wall beside her making Amanda to close her eyes in fear..

He is mine and mine forever. Kiara gave birth to a bouncing baby boy. We were all thrilled to bit. The first grandchild was welcomed with so many gifts. The cute baby was named Krishna. He was super adorable. Kiara quit her job to take care of her baby. Many guests came to wish the little one a healthy life.