روايات وقصص ضمن Coming Home For Christmas

I curled up with Chris in his bed as we watched a movie. He’s been worried about me over the past week, which I feel bad about. I hate worrying everyone. Chris surprised me with a home-cooked dinner and a movie; A Journey Back to Christmas, my favorite Christmas movie ever. I sighed as we watched, “What’s wrong?” Chris asked; I shook my head, but Chris was not about to take that for an answer. He paused the movie and straightened up, waiting for me to talk to him.

I say tentatively as if that might entice her to come home with me. Her eyes narrow on me as she smirks in my direction. "I know what you're doing. So, don't think for a minute that you're slick. Even if I agree to come home for Christmas, it doesn't mean things are going to just go back to normal between us. I don't even know what normal is anymore." She sighs.

she murmured and tucked her head underneath his chin. "Would you­" He paused, and she took the moment of quiet silence to enjoy the hot water and the sexy man holding her. His heartbeat thumped against her ears when she pressed her cheek to his chest, and his muscles twitched beneath her palms as she slowly explored his arms and back and dropped kisses onto his warm skin. "Just ask." She prodded him gently in the ribs when he didn't immediately speak. Jared's low, throaty laugh warmed her insides. "I'm nervous, princess. But here goes. Would you think about coming home with me over Christmas? We're going skiing in Colorado and staying at our house in Steamboat Springs. I want you to come wit

He laughed "why would I do that if I can see you naked in my bed tonight?" I laughed at his comment "shut up. Do you want to come over later?" I asked "Sure, I get off at 7 today. What were you thinking of doing?" "Well, you know...the usual. And Christmas is coming up in two months." "I hate Christmas" "No you don't. Everyone loves Christmas. My family kind of wants me to come home in 2 weeks for thanksgiving." "Have fun with that" I frowned "please come with me." "What if they don't like me?"

One year later. The house was filled with the soft glow of Christmas lights, their gentle hues dancing across the living room. Emily and Vincent had transformed their home into a cozy haven, with garlands, twinkling lights, and an extravagant Christmas tree that sparkled from every angle. The scent of cinnamon and pine mingled in the air as holiday music played softly in the background, creating a festive, heartwarming atmosphere. This Christmas, their first as a married couple, felt like the beginning of something truly beautiful, a peaceful moment carved from the chaos they’d left behind.

"Oh, you're on! Come on princess, let's get you home!" He walks over to Nina and scoops her up making her laugh before heading for the door. She's already said her goodbyes to my Mom and Granddad so I leave them to it. Within a few minutes, we have all said goodbye and are in my car heading for home. Today has without a doubt been the best Christmas I have ever had and it hasn't even finished yet. I can't wait to spend the rest of the evening with this lot, especially my little girl.

"We have waffles. Eggs. Bacon. Fruit. And hot chocolate because the guy downstairs said it's Christmas and the rules don't count." Malaya squealed. Judy's eyes widened on the screen. "Jordan Hall," she said, the stern mom tone trying and failing to hide her happiness. "You got something to say to your mother?" Jordan's throat tightened. "Hey, Mom." "Merry Christmas," Judy said, softer. "Merry Christmas," Jordan echoed. Jerry pointed a finger like a warning. "Don't drop the tray, son." Jordan laughed. "Yes, sir." Malaya ended the call with a bright, "Love you!" and clapped as if she'd completed a mission.

"Maya! Oh my god, finally. I've been trying to reach you all morning." Her voice had that high-pitched quality it got when she was excited or panicking. With Sophie, it was usually both. "Sorry, meetings. What's up?" "Okay, so don't say no right away. Just hear me out completely before you make any decisions." I stopped typing. That was never a good sign. "Sophie..." "I want you to come home with me for Christmas. Like, actually home. To Colorado. To the estate." My stomach dropped. "I don't know if that's a good idea."

Two Christmases Later Bahamas Snow had a way of making everything feel so beautiful, white and peaceful. It reminded the whole world of the Christ child. The beauty of the season. Melody watched it fall through the glass window of the café, her fingers loosely wrapped around the warmth of the ceramic mug in front of her, though she hadn’t taken a sip yet. She was waiting for her takeout order. Sitting in Bahamas after a long conference for entrepreneurs, in which she gave a speech Melody couldn't help but smile at how much has changed since this time two years ago. And this was the time she got her Christmas miracle. Her heart was filled with gratitude.

Jasmine loved Christmas so much. She and Hermon used to decorate the Christmas tree at home each year. They would walk through the busy streets on Christmas Day, taking in the joy of everyone around them. However, those beloved Christmas customs had diminished since Jasmine and Thorne relocated overseas. She had actually given up on Christmas completely. She was making an effort to move on. Jasmine was, after all, her daughter, whom she had reared for so many years after carrying for nine months. Now, as she stood in the middle of the thronging masses, memories came flooding back, evoking feelings she had previously dismissed.