Classic Sonic Christmas Novels & Stories

Jennifer chuckled and retorted mockingly, "CEO? Do you really think she became CEO through her own abilities? Without Jeremiah and me backing her up, she's just a useless loser." Charles looked at Jennifer in disbelief. His eyes were filled with shock and anger. Annoyed by the noise, I told the bodyguards to drag the two of them farther away. I crouched alone by the seaside. The winter wind blowing from the ocean was icy and piercing. Little by little, I scattered Noelle's ashes into the sea. I said softly, "Today is Christmas, Noelle. It's also the day you were born. I'm letting you return to the ocean."

I just thought it was a fun, quirky, almost Christmas movie-like, coincidence. “Sorry.” We wrap in silence for a while, but it begins to grate on my nerves, so I begin to hum 'Mele Kalikimaka' by Bing Crosby. Then after a moment, I sing it under my breath. “Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say.. on a bright Hawaiian Christmas day..” “Still allergic to the silence, I see.” Wyatt remarks.

“Merry Christmas, baby.” She smiles, turning her head to look at me. “It’s not Christmas yet.” I smirk. “Close enough.” She chuckles, but then her eyes narrow suspiciously. “Why do you sound like you’re up to something?” Because I am. I grin, stepping away and reaching for the remote. With one click, soft Christmas music hums through the speakers. Serena raises an eyebrow. “What are you—” And then she sees it. The candles. The dimmed lights. The small setup by the fireplace—two glasses of wine, a cozy blanket draped over the couch, the glow of the Christmas tree reflecting in the window.

The band plays Christmas music as a waiter comes out of nowhere and leads us inside the Lake house which has even more decorations than it had when we left, the tree stands proudly in the main living area and stands at least eight feet tall. “Well, Sons I think this calls for a celebration and some champagne.” My fathers says. Sons – it has such a beautiful ring to it. I look down at my ring and cannot believe that Cody has proposed to me, I’ve waited for this moment it feels like for my whole life, someone pinch me. I just can’t believe it.

I could hear the sounds of several fireworks going off from a distance, people cheering loudly, and Christmas Carol hymns rolling out softly from speakers on the street. It was my tenth day in Sonia's house, and this was the busiest I have ever observed her street to be since then. Before today, everywhere would go calm and noiseless as early as 6pm, and in the house, we would have already retired to bed for the night too, influenced by the serenity of the environment. Today was different. It was as if the celebration just even started. Even in the Swissman's mansion, nobody was upstairs yet, and Sonia was still not back.

He’d asked her to help with the tree, and she would find a way to push her own grown up problems aside and give him an afternoon of tree decorating to remember. Once they got started, it was easier to push the awkwardness of both her conversation with Michael and the relaying of the information to Reid aside and concentrate on having fun. Michael requested Christmas music, and even though Reid was hesitant at first, somehow picking up on Melody’s preferences, she insisted that he turn some on so that Michael could decorate his tree with full effect. So Reid had found a kids’ Christmas station on Pandora and refrains of “Frosty the Snowman” and “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer” filled the room

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.

I give him a nod and smile then he turns his attention back to Nina, while I make quick work of getting dressed, the whole time my mind drifts back to last night and even more so when I use the bathroom and feel soreness between my legs but it only makes me smile. Once I'm done we step out of the bedroom with an excited Nina bouncing in Riley's arms. "Good morning!" Josh sings out the moment we step into the lounge. "Santa came!" Nina screams when she notices the gifts surrounding the Christmas tree. She squirms in his arms to be let down and he laughs as he does just that. She runs over to the tree as quickly as her little legs can carry her all while constantly shouting her excitement abou

I learned to be thankful and quiet. That acceptance made me hate Christmas. Love songs made my skin crawl. The lights under our tree looked like glass eyes. The ribbons on the presents were traps. Every year, the house tuned itself to cheer and I pretended to enjoy it. The twenty-fifth became the night when a new kind of cold touched my bones. It was the day the truth had crawled out at me like an animal. It was the day I had learned how much of my life had been decided by other hands.

With the second blast of winter snow into the Blue Moon’s lobby, they had gone to fetch his luggage, and silence settled in again. Now was the time for Jody to turn on the old-fashioned radio behind her and let quiet Christmas music filter through the first floor of the Inn. It transformed the entire space and seemed to set every shiny thing off twinkling. She knew it was all in her mind, but she always thought that a little soft music woke up something and danced with pleasure.