Ddlc Christmas Novels & Stories

"But I haven't come yet." His fingers moved. My whole body twitched. My hole clenched, pushed out another streak of white. A firework went off somewhere above us. Dax lifted me up. His cock was dark and hard, slicked with everything that was already inside me. He lowered me onto it. Let it fill me slow. His mouth found my ear. "Merry Christmas, Lilith." More fireworks. Light flashed across the red wedding dress abandoned at the edge of the pool. Across all six of us naked in the water.

“Yes, my love, I know that. What do we need to do to have it?” She shook her head and chuckled as she imagined Daniel in a Father Christmas costume.“You want to have Christmas?” He looked down in her eyes and smiled. “I want to give YOU Christmas. I've seen your memories of it, the tree and sitting in front of the fireplace. They're good memories, I want to give you that too." When they returned to their group, Damien wrapped his arms around Gretchen from behind and pulled her close to his chest. "We're going to give Gretchen Christmas, although, I don't have the faintest idea what that entails, so any help would be appreciated."

Your man’s going to spank your ass later,’ he said in his mind before following them. Demie, on the other hand, was still clinging to Aly's arm as they entered the inside of the venue. Christmas decors on every corner, a large Christmas tree was settled on the side with its bright chirstmas lights and a gold star on the top. And with the christmas song played, people smiling at each other, Demie can really feel the spirit of Christmas. Someone meets them, a man who Demie thinks is the same age as Sandro. "Auntie, Merry Christmas," he greeted the woman and kissed her on the cheek.

One soft click. The picture came out tasteful but teasing, enough to make him grin. She smiled, selected Darren’s name, hit send. Then tossed her phone onto the bed and poured herself a glass of cheap red wine. Next week, she'd have her bags packed, ready to head to Maysville, the small town she'd grown up in for Christmas. Her holiday plan was just perfect! Her playlist hummed to life; jazzy, lazy Christmas tunes filling the air. For the first time all day, her shoulders relaxed. She even started humming along, thinking about what tomorrow morning would look like. Morning pancakes, bad movies, Darren’s laugh…

The wolves can't keep their eyes down; they shift subtly to watch them, trying to comprehend who this girl is—this stranger who somehow commands their Alpha's attention in a way no one else does. "I've been around this town," Ivy starts. "And?" Jackson interrupts, but Kai's glare makes him back off. "Christmas day is around the corner, and it looks like a ghost town." Ivy doesn’t flinch or look away from Kai. "Maybe that's what everyone is used to here, but life can be enjoyable—especially during Christmas. I'm thinking we could organize some activities for the season, bring everyone together, and spread some warmth. For the first night—" "You called my attention for this nonsense?"

I studied her closely, searching for a crack, something, anything. I had never seen her wear red lipstick before, never. And now that she did, it suited her perfectly. Bold, fierce, and alluring in a way that made it impossible to look away. “Seems like we don’t need much introduction,” Brooke said lightly. “Not at all, Your Majesty,” Elena replied smoothly. “Lisa is my daughter’s best friend. It might interest you to know that she spent her Christmas holiday with us, nursing her heartbreak. You know, we’re very accommodating, even though she’s human. My daughter didn’t mind.”

“Juni and I are going to the store to pick out gifts this morning. Christmas is weeks away and everything will be sold out soon, so we have to go today.” She glances over at me, probably to check if I am onboard with the plan and I offer her a smile. “Of course you can go sweetheart.” Dante answers calmly. “And yes, what are you getting me this year?” She beams and Dante chuckles. “It's going to be a surprise just like you every year.” Adelaide groans. “Daddy gets me the best gifts. He bought me a car last time, I wonder if he can top that.” She says to me,

Clarissa said. "Dad, mom, Aunt Merry Christmas, season greeting from Walker Drew Gretchen Delcy Daisy," Drew said, and they all wished each other a happy Christmas. It was almost dawn, so Drew went out to make a call while Rebecca was tending to Clarissa, who had slept on a whim due to tiredness.

Dolly’s POV If heartbreak had a cure, Lena was convinced it came in three forms: Hot chocolate so sweet it could induce a coma. Christmas movies so stupid they rewrote your brain chemistry. Avoiding all adult responsibilities until January. Which was how I ended up being dragged downstairs the next evening, half-asleep, half-resisting, fully doomed. “Come on, wounded penguin,” Lena said, tugging me by the wrist. “Movie night waits for no emotional wreck.”

"Come on out when you're ready. It's only Christmas once a year." Taren chuckled without humor. "You're forgetting that we live in the Christmas capital of the United States, where it's Christmas three hundred sixty-five days a year." "You know what I mean." Bret stood and stopped at the door. "Erica's cookies are ready. You'd better come out and get one before they're all gone." Taren scoffed. "And you didn't bring me one? What's wrong with you?" he teased, rising from his seat. "Well, it looks like I'd better get one before you heathens eat them all."