Dbz Christmas Novels & Stories

SILVERCREST SERIES HEARTFELT HOLIDAYS Her New Year Mate Beta Aaron Keizer brings Diwa back to the Packhouse after being away for more than ten years. However, as soon as she arrives, a dangerous presence from her past begins stalking her and her newly found mate. Even worse, Di’s elder brother, who happens to be the Gamma of the pack, openly shows his disapproval of the union. Will Di be able to find freedom from her past while finding happiness in Aaron? And can the Beta be able to see beyond the bond so he can help Di finally fight the monster who continues to claim her as his?

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."

Playlist Song#1: Santa Claus Is Coming to Town by Michael Bublé DAPHNE’S POV “These freaking luggages! Urghh!” I groan, surprisingly able to drag three heavy boxes up a flight of stairs without twisting both my ankles, but that only means I look and feel like my large intestine is about to fall out through my crack any second now. “Orison, arggh, why didn’t you pick up your phone?” I muse to myself, breaking a sweat even though it’s freezing out here, but the question I should be asking is why I thought I would be able to carry all my luggages on my own in the first place. Thankfully, I reach Orison’s door on the last floor, and I strain to fish out the spare keys he gave me.

I've been ignoring him, but his persistence is becoming problematic. I deleted the message without reading it. The Christmas gala is in two days. The annual event where the city's elite gather to see and be seen, to make deals and alliances over champagne and caviar. I'll need to bring Ava, show her off as my devoted wife, maintain the illusion that everything is fine. She'll smile and play her part because she has no choice. Because I've made sure she has nowhere else to go and no one else to turn to. And I'll stand beside her, touching her waist, playing the role of perfect husband, hating myself a little more with every passing moment.

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.”

Whispers followed me everywhere. "I can't believe she's that kind of person." "The more innocent they look, the wilder they are." "That coat she's wearing? It's Chanel's latest. The rumors on the campus forum must be true." I retrieved my phone to check the campus forum. My entire body was shaking from anger. Sharon actually spread dirty rumors about me on the campus forum. [A Golden Apple on Christmas Day Exposed Our Fake Friendship!] She accused me of flaunting wealth with a golden apple on Christmas Day and scamming them out of an expensive meal.

I smile. "Obviously." "What about Die Hard?" Nat asks. "Let's just watch them all." Liam laughs. "I've never seen die hard..." "You're gonna love it." Nat tells me. I smile and lay my head against the window, looking at the snow covered grass. Liam turns the radio to Christmas music. We sing a couple of the songs as they come on. This is the first time it's truly felt like Christmas since I lost my parents. When we got home, We found out Valen had put in a huge Doordash order for Popeyes. That confused me a little, but I remember that it's common in Japan to have KFC for Christmas.

Jingle finished last, pulling from her mouth to cum across her tits, white ropes mixing with their saliva on her swollen pink nipples. They collapsed around her, bodies tangled on the rug, the fire's warmth chasing the chill. Santa kissed her forehead, Jingle nuzzled her neck, Frost traced her hip, real men, flawed and fond, in the magic of the night. "Merry Christmas, Dory," Santa murmured, voice thick with emotion. She smiled, spent and throbbing, the fantasy alive in her veins. "Best gift ever."

My eyes grew. I rushed forward to the remote on the stool by the wall and I turned on the volume. “Reported Secretary Damon Blackwood was caught up in a scandal at Classic Castle Lounge. Then it turned out she was a co-owner. Is she living a double life for any reason?” Damon faced the reporter talking on screen. “What is she saying? Remove it.” I nodded without hesitation, removed it and almost all channels were showing the same thing. #Classic Castle Lounge. Damon gritted his teeth, let out a growl as he stormed to get the remote and off the TV.

I said while still slowly walking towards his way, “He belongs to me not to you.” Duke laughed. “You think that I'm kind of stupid, huh?!” He asked sarcastically. “Christmas doesn't belong to anyone but to me!” Bang! I quickly hid on the wall when he take a shot in my position. He still hiding behind the counter and I was closely near from him right now. I need to lure him. His men goes out in the door together with Christmas. I don't know where it goes but I'm sure it is either outside of this main deck or out of this tower.