Cuento Corto De Navidad Novels & Stories

So he was pretty sure that Hazel was still busy in her room and had no intention of going home. To keep his eyes awake, he bought coffee from the nearest cafe he could find around here. Although the taste of the coffee is not as good as that made by that fussy woman, he is quite grateful to be able to enjoy coffee in the midst of a very piercing cold air at the end of November. Oh next month Christmas, what do you think will happen to him this Christmas?

"A lot happened yesterday, which was why I couldn’t keep my promise. I’m so sorry I couldn’t put you to sleep last night." "I know you must have been busy, Miss Kathleen, and I'm not mad at you. Now if you'll excuse us, Chef Koko was reading me a story and I was enjoying it a lot." My mouth fell open in horror as I watched the five year old, little brat act exactly like my mother when she was mad. Okay…when did the two of them meet and swap souls? "The story is about Santa Claus and his deer. I wanted you to read the story for me, but Chef Koko saw me sitting here all alone, and offered to do it instead."

Layla Nathan slid into the living room upon hearing the doorbell. It was Christmas, and he had been expecting both Santa and Henry for a while now. "Aha!" "Santa is here, Santa is here! " He was jumping in delight. "And I have brought gifts for little Nathaniel," then he looked at me. "And his beautiful mother." He said. I chuckled. Henry was such a darling, wearing a costume and pretending to be Santa for Nathan. "But where are Uncle Henry's gifts?" Nathan asked inquisitively.

Asia's POV: It's been a few weeks since the birth of little Jardani putting me at 39 weeks halfway through December. We have roughly 10 days until Christmas and the house is in a uproar cause we waited until the last minute. But now that we have little kids in the house all of us adults decided to make it a special Christmas. For everyone it's a first Christmas in one way or another. All of the guys are decorating the house, cause nothing screams scary mafia men like icicle lights and an inflatable snowman out front. Yesterday we picked out a big ass tree and put it in the bigger living room. Of course none of us preggers women can decorate the higher parts of the tree so we have someone els

"Can we do another one together?" "Sure but we'll have snacks first." Crimson set the tray down on the table and they both sat down, enjoying the snacks. Cleo happily munched on a cookie while he ate cheese crackers. "Daddy, do you remember the bedtime story you told me last time?" "Which one, sweetie?" "The one about the kids who lived in a house made of candy... The scary lady used the sweets to trick them into coming inside so she could eat them." "That's Hansel and Gretel."

Anna flung at him and he laughed. He gave her a big gift box wrapped with a red shiny wrapper. She beamed at him. He went towards Anav who was staring at him with a grin and twinkling eyes in Pamela aunt's arms. Santa gave him another present. Anav smiled while taking it and started scratching the wrap with his hands and then tried to eat it by licking. That Santa man came to me and held his hand out to me saying with a heavy voice, "Hello, Merry Christmas miss. This is for you." He gave me a gift. I blinked up at him.

I went home to rest. The next day, I went in as usual and found the staff busier than normal. There were extra people cleaning and trucks of fresh feed arriving, making the animals restless. Zane must’ve gotten scared. To keep things peaceful over Christmas, he’d finally scraped together some money and splurged a little for the animals.

Ella: As the clock struck 12 on Christmas Eve, I made a wish asking God to send me my saviour and bless my parent’s souls. After attending the midnight mass, we come out of the church to be welcomed by tiny little flakes of snow colouring the whole landscape of this city. There was something so magical about this season, it brought out the best in me! We came home to a brightly decorated house which took me almost a month of planning and execution. The string lights and the star of Bethlehem sparkled amongst tiny balls of cotton resembling snow at the bottom of the tree.

“It feels like a hidden treasure. We should definitely include this in our winter story.” Elara began sketching the scene, capturing the beauty of the pond surrounded by snow-laden trees. “This is perfect. We can weave a tale about a winter spirit who guards the hidden pond, watching over the forest.” Leo, ever the storyteller, chimed in. “What if the spirit grants wishes to those who visit the pond, but only if they come with pure hearts and intentions? It could be a story about kindness and the importance of caring for our environment.” As they brainstormed, Jace felt a surge of inspiration. “We could make it a quest! The characters need to prove their worth to the spirit by helping the an

he winks I cough, I think am starting to turn red tho. Hey everyone, its the author I know we just came back from the holidays...but it isn't over yet I wrote a short story and guess what, you guys get to read it!! Awesome right Well enjoy this short holiday story i wrote for Christmas *The Christmas wishlist* The weather is as cold as ever, indeed the season is here again Our dry lips and very cold mornings, time where we all need our lip balms and body cream It's everyone's favorite season and holiday Christmas! People singing Christmas carols, couples kissing under the mistletoe, everyone in a joyful mood, and of course fried chicken is always involved