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- Alice shouted cheerfully, apparently wanting to improve the atmosphere a bit, which had become a bit sad because of Meredith's story, which in turn was completely out of place for a birthday party. Selene blew out the candles and sliced the cake. After everyone had eaten, she took care of the gifts. Aunt Meredith gave her the Book of Spells that Selene's mother used, she got a protective amulet from Elisabeth, a deck of tarot cards from Rita and Eleazar, Isabelle and Johnathan gave her runes, Alice, Tess and Teresa such small things as a cauldron, potions bottles, magic candles, incense, magic powders, etc. Maria and Deborah gave her a crystal ball. Selene thanked each one of them, and she

“Here you go.” She took the flat package. “Thank you.” Turning around, she saw Lucian had followed her from the kitchen. “What’s that?” “I don’t know.” She peeled open the envelope and laughed as the sleek, stiff cover of a book peeked past the seal. She pulled it out and smiled at the sketch of a Grinch sneering back at her. Lucian frowned as he watched her. “Is that a children’s book?” “Mm-hm,” she answered, still smiling. “It’s How the Grinch Stole Christmas.”

WARNING The following chapter contains several topics that may be triggers to some readers. This chapter contains acts of physical and sexual violence. It deals with other topics that may be triggers as well for some readers. Please read with caution. Christmas turned out decent. I was able to keep the fake smile on and the pretend façade going. Jax seemed happy that I was more docile. In truth I just wanted the children to have a decent holiday season. Money had been tight, and I felt bad that the children did not have a ton of gifts to open on Christmas morning. Surprisingly, they were all excited for the gifts that they did receive. Jax gave everyone the best gift of all though with Daisy

No amount of argument could change that. My little brother Josh was in the living room watching cartoons when I scurried past him. I raced down into the snowy street. The snow was an ankle deep. I jumped around, spreading my hands as wide as I could. Christmas in the air! That smell! That smell that makes you feel good and happy just once in a whole year. I walked two steps, stopped and put my hands into my Christmas coat. A smile curved into my lips as I watched the houses in our street. They were covered in snow flakes. It made the houses look like a little mountain or something in my imagination. Each house already had a special decoration on or is still struggling with it.

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" Jaxon said low and careful from his place at the door to the living room, his hand resting on the frame. His eyes were on me, like he was trying to gauge whether I meant it when I said everything was fine. I stood at the window, staring out as snow fell in languid flakes, casting a pale luminance over everything in sight. Christmas was looming, yet somehow, it didn't feel quite as festively joyful as it had other years.

"Honey, we shouldn't smolder Raymond like that. I'm sure he's got a lot of things still to do today. Am I right, Raymond?" "Yes, sir. Still have a few presents to buy and last-minute preparations for the big Christmas party" Oh god no! Don't tell me my parents have invited him to the infamous Winters Christmas party? This party looks all legal and orderly on the surface but what the older people don't know is that this party is famous under the young people. They usually make their way to the barn and do all the things their parents won't approve of. My parents are so proud that all the young people enjoy their party so much and that they always come with their parents. Little do they know…

Ch-1 --------------------- [A naïve son tries to help his father get a reluctant mom to expand their tiny family. He makes several mistakes; thank heaven for mistakes.] * Never in the history of the world was there a better little boy than me. Well behaved, devout, celibate before marriage, it was truly an admirable litany. That all changed after I turned 18, but it wasn't my fault...really.

"Try not to bring your entire wardrobe because space is limited." "Try not to bring your entire contact list," I called after him. "Oh wait, they're already published in the tabloids anyway." The elevator doors closed on his furious expression and I stood there in the empty hallway feeling my heart beat increase and I hope my BP doesn't get worse. My phone buzzed with a text from the lawyer's office about travel arrangements and I deleted it without reading the whole thing because I already knew what it would say. Two days and then I'd be stuck in a house with Adrian Ashford for an entire Christmas season.

They froze. Snow fell around them. Her hair brushed his jaw. His hands were on her waist. “You’re heavy,” he said. “You’re lying,” she shot back. For a heartbeat, everything else disappeared. Then— “DAAAADDYYYY!” Noelle slid into them like a missile. Sebastian groaned. Nyra burst out laughing. “This,” Nyra said between laughs, “is the best Christmas I’ve had in years.” Sebastian stood, brushing snow off. “You’re enjoying this far too much.”

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