Coming Home For Christmas Novels & Stories

But as the city fades behind me, as Christmas lights twinkle in neighbors’ windows, as the tiny life inside me reminds me—quiet and fragile—that I’m not as alone as I feel… I do the only thing I can. I move forward. Toward Snowfall Creek Ranch. Toward a different Christmas. Toward a new beginning I’m not sure I want— but desperately need. And maybe, just maybe, toward a piece of peace I can’t even imagine finding yet.

I looked once more at my princess lying on the cold bed, I felt every inch of my body shudder with rage and fury. Exit the hospital towards the parking lot. I got into my car and left on a painful and sad path of homesickness. As I drove, I felt my muscles rotting as if a virus had taken over everything. I parked near the shore and started walking. It was already dark and the lights from the buildings adorned the city, like decorations on a Christmas tree. My Christmas miracle. What did my father mean by that?

"I've already done as you said. I hope that you can keep your promise and respect my opinion." Henry looked straight ahead and focused on driving. Respect her opinions? That would depend on what her opinions were. The two of them returned to the Toussaint Residence. Oliver and his family, as well as Reynard's family, had all arrived. According to custom, the whole family would spend Christmas Eve together. But unlike previous years, there was someone missing this time. When she thought of it, Gabriella felt sad. In the living room, Megan and Meredith were seated on either side of Aster. They were chatting while Oliver sat on the other sofa, speaking to Shawn.

Kim thought her cousin had finally lost her mind but she couldn't help the bubble of laughter that rose up in her chest. ''No''She said still laughing. ''Well, I tried'' Sam said standing up to leave. ''Sam, did my mom put you up to this? I thought after all these years and everything she's done to make me come back she'd finally give up''. Sam shrugged. ''Aunt Tasha has always been a never say never person, but no, she didn't. I just thought that perhaps you miss home, we did have the best time of our lives growing up didn't we?'' She said with a fond smile that lit up her face. ''You've stayed away for far too long sister, don't you think it's about time you come back home? And who knows,

**LIA** #Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus, right down Santa Claus Lane...# The familiar holiday tune played softly in my headphones, transporting me to a festive world despite my current surroundings. I closed my eyes, eagerly anticipating my journey back home. I was on a plane, en route to Singapore to reunite with my mom and sister, marking the beginning of a much-needed break from school. It had been a long time since I had been home, and I was determined to make this Christmas special.

“You have always been studying overseas. Never spent a single holiday at home. You have become a young woman before my very eyes.” “I had to complete school,” I said to myself. "You know that. I couldn't just stop." She nodded, eyes warm. "I know. Nevertheless, it is different to see you once again. You've changed so much." We entered her car and she began to talk. I was mostly nodding and smiling and listening. Her voice was soothing, it felt peaceful and good to be home. Few minutes later, she abruptly turned into the street that led to the cemetery. I looked at her, but I said nothing since I already knew why.

she finally admitted. Mariah blinked. "Going where?" Laila shot her a look. "Don't play dumb. You know where." Mariah's mouth slowly spread into a grin. "Ohhh. So y'all are really going to Jordan's place tomorrow." Laila's shoulders rose. "Yes." Amelia's expression softened, her voice gentle. "Christmas Eve." "Christmas Eve," Laila echoed, like the words tasted strange. Mariah kicked one heel against the comforter. "Okay. That's kind of… a lot."

Brady helped her get her coat on, taking a deep breath, his lungs filling with the sweet smell of vanilla from her neck, which was so very close to him now. Clearing his throat, Brady took a step back. Noelle turned, still smiling at him, and slid her hand into his. Her fingers felt perfectly in his. Brady never wanted to let her go. The ride home was mostly quiet as holiday music played on the radio. “I’ll Be Home for Christmas,” seemed fitting, even if Brady still wasn’t sure when he’d be moving into his new house. Holiday Hills was definitely beginning to feel like home to him.

I’m just nineteen. I’m supposed to be going back home tomorrow for Christmas. It’s my favourite holiday of the whole year. I love the decorations and the surrounding atmosphere. I love how I spend such a quality time with my family, but I don’t think I will be as happy as I usually am on Christmas this year.

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