Digimon Christmas Novels & Stories

It broke my heart to hear how sad she was. Delilah sniffled. I knew it was her because it was this soft, delicate sniffle. If it were Persephone, it would have sounded like an air horn. “That’s right. You have to wake up so you can meet Crista’s mate. She’s going to be the Luna of the Incubi pack.” Delilah tried to sound enthusiastic. “I know! I know, little flower! I want to wake up! I want to meet him! I have so much I need to tell you, to tell the Incubi Alpha about this war!” I shouted, not caring that they couldn’t hear me.

“Now, little Liam, what’s your wish for this Christmas? Tell me fast, before the magic disappears!” Liam leaned closer to Nicholas, too close for Molly to be able to hear Liam’s Christmas wish for the season. When Liam was finished, he jumped off Santa’s lap. “Bye, Mr. Santa’s son! Bye, Mrs. Claus! Merry Christmas!” Molly and Nicholas both wished Liam ‘Merry Christmas’ at the same time before Molly took a step closer to Nicholas’ side. “How did you do that?” Molly asked, putting her hand on the back of Nicholas’ chair. “It was almost like you practiced.”

Sophie stood in the middle wearing reindeer antlers and the biggest smile. "There you are! Dad's getting the tree. We have so much to do." The front door opened and Derek and Jason carried in the biggest Christmas tree I'd ever seen. Derek's eyes found mine across the room and held for just a second. Long enough that my coffee mug suddenly felt too hot. "Morning, Maya," he said, voice still rough. "Morning."

I try to remind her that I am in control of what happens in my life even though Dante is starting to change that. “Oh please!” She rolls her eyes. “This is your best Christmas and you know that. I can't wait to show you more of my favorite things.” She sighs dramatically and her phone dings. She pulls it out of her pocket to check who texted her while I rub my temple as hard as I can.

“You wish. Here does not feel like Christmas, so let us go shop for Christmas trees, flowers, and lots of roses.” “Put those clothes down. Let us go.” I was about to drag her out, but she stopped me. “We do not celebrate Christmas around here, Lisa.” Huh? What was she saying? I noticed that she was twisting her fingers. She only does that when nervous. Are they pagan? That explains it. “Here is the Silvercrest Dominion pack, the strongest of all packs. My father is the Alpha… we are werewolves, Lisa. It is high time I come out of my closet.”

“Me, too. From now on, I’m your Christmas Memory.” Dak grinned, his eyes dancing in the reflected gleam from the Christmas lights, and Memory lost herself in his kiss, certain they’d be together for all the Christmases yet to come.

Withdrawing my hands from his pants, I pushed his broad shoulders up with all my might. "C'mon! Lily! I am almost there," he groaned with frustration. But I ignored him, dashing out of the kitchen in a hurry. "F*ck Lily!" I heard him cuss out loud behind me. It was some minutes past 10pm now, but the city was still bustling, probably because it was Christmas. I could hear the sounds of several fireworks going off from a distance, people cheering loudly, and Christmas Carol hymns rolling out softly from speakers on the street.

That was weird because he had a look in his eyes that she didn't understand. Daniel noticed. “You good? Who's that?” He asked as he got in. “Yeah,” she said. “That’s my colleague. Dr. Davy.” He glanced at the gift bag she was holding. “He came bearing gifts, huh?” She laughed. “It’s Christmas.” “Well,” Daniel said, smiling, “now I need to up my game.” “It’s not a competition,” she said. “You think so?” “I know so.” He started the car. “We’re going skating first. The movie is in three hours.”

Dad paused at the threshold, turning back to meet my gaze with his usual fond smile. “Merry Christmas pudding.”