Dragonball Christmas Tree Novels & Stories

The once haunted house now seemed to emit a sense of comfort and joy, as if a beacon of light had chased away the lingering shadows. In the main lounge, James couldn't hide his wonder as he exclaimed, "Wow! You haven't decorated the place for Christmas in ages." The room was vast, dominated by an enormous Christmas tree. The tree was adorned with exquisite glass baubles, glimmering in the soft light. At its pinnacle, a beautiful porcelain angel stood proudly. Placing our wrapped gifts under the tree, I noticed a fleeting moment of sadness cross James' face as he gently touched one of the tree's branches, his gaze fixed upon the angel.

Becca's POV I saw myself running. Running from Adams and his sick game. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest, my eyes wide and my legs moving as fast as they could. I heard, rather than saw, the arrow whiz past me and lodge in a tree bark. The woods was too big! I would never get to the road on time. "Seven!" he yelled. I had played hide and seek countless times and I knew it wasn't played this way. Somehow, Adams had twisted my favorite game into something deadly.

"No, no. Don't come near me… I'm warning you…" "Can't hear you." He let out a mischievous laugh and started tickling me even though I asked him to stop, he said it’s the least I could do to make him feel better after our fight. But then he kept on tickling me and I kept asking him to stop but still he continued until finally he got tired of it and stopped tickling me. Tyler said, "We haven't bought a tree for Christmas yet. Shall we get one?" When I didn't give him a reply, he put his hands around my shoulders saying, "Don't get mad again babe. It's Christmas. The season to be happy and cheerful. Now, tell me how you want the tree to be? Do you want it taller or bigger…"

Dragomir flew through the opened gates, the giants had opened them, and a few were stationed outside, as soon they passed through the gates, Spears were thrown at them, one managed to touch Dragomir on his side but it couldn’t pierce through his impenetrable dragon scales. This was the hardest part of the flight, flying through tall trees, his dragon vision helped him escape hitting a tree, and he slant his body at times to enable him to pass through narrow trees, Raisel was still screaming non-stop, the giants ran after them but they were too slow to catch up because of their size. They flew further and further away until they were sure they were far away from Camp Gigant’. Dragomir finally

He tilted his head up, and Draco realized he had just come out of a giant tree trunk. The giant tree was so big that Draco's dragon body, which was quite large, still looked small and nothing. The leaves were so thick and lush that they provided shade to the tree branch Draco was on. Draco couldn't see the crown of the giant tree because the tree was soaring through the misty clouds above the sky. From the scratches on the tree trunk, Draco knew that this tree was ancient, perhaps as old as Magica herself. Draco looked down and found himself standing on a huge tree branch. The ground level was still very far below. "I wonder if this heaven looked like," said Draco muttered to himself.

Jordan teased, placing the order and pretending not to notice how familiar her choice felt. Once everything was set, he dimmed the lights and turned on Elf. Malaya squealed happily as Buddy the Elf appeared on screen, immediately scooting closer into the blankets. Laila settled beside her, tucking a blanket around Malaya’s shoulders, and Jordan sat across from them, close enough to feel included without crowding the moment. One movie turned into another—A Year Without a Santa Claus, then Noelle. By the time Frozen came on, Malaya insisted it was required viewing "because it’s Christmas and it has snow." Jordan found himself humming along, smiling when Malaya belted out the lyrics with total

The trunk was so thick that it would take at least five or six adults to wrap their arms around it completely. The tree bark was stained an unnatural shade of deep red that looked like dried blood. Its branches were also unique. Its thick vines swayed slowly in the air, looking as if they were alive. I swallowed as I looked at the vines, feeling my body heat up within seconds. "Take off your clothes and kneel on the ground," David ordered in a low voice. I did as he asked, stripping myself naked and kneeling before the divine tree. Strangely, I didn't feel any shame. On the contrary, I felt a little excited.

He lay out invitingly on a wolfskin rug, looking at me forlornly. “I'm cold-” “Don't even start, kid.” “I am not a child,” he said, petulant. “You act like one, Corpseboy.” Hurt marred his face. I swallowed my guilt and looked away: Puck's haphazardly strung Christmas lights formed a rainbow web in the rafters, and a charred hemlock , hung with beer, stood in for the holiday tree. “God, what is this?” I muttered, sneezing at the musty upholstery. Elephant tusks hung on the wall, mounted beside a unicorn horn and what I imagined was a dragon's jaw.

“Outside trees?” I look at him with open eyes for a moment. “Well yes, but not outside. It was a… family tradition. We would find the bushiest and tallest tree that we could find in the woods and bring it inside to decorate. Ellie had a whole box of Christmas figures that my grandad made her, all different woodland animals. And we would hang dried oranges onto the branches, and pinecones. And we would light the tree up with tiny little… candles. It’s beautiful when it has all been lit up.” I tried my best to explain the concept of a Christmas tree to someone who has no idea and without having to explain the science of electricity or tinsel to him.

Eventually, Princess Christina nodded, "No." "Alright then." After this affirmation, Draco walked over to the bamboo birdcage hanging from a tree nearby. He took a New Zealand Night Parrot from inside, tied an arrow to its body, lightly patted its wings, and sent it soaring into the sky. After a moment, even its shadow was no longer visible. Draco turned back, standing in the center. His gaze seemed to capture all the light in the sky and earth, his radiant ethereal presence grabbing everyone's attention. His voice rang out, filled with charm, "I'm done."