Elin Hilderbrand Christmas Series Novels & Stories

“The next year, she took the same lights and spelled out ‘Merry Christmas’ on the lawn with them. It was great until the local teenagers came by and changed it into the shape of a giant penis.” Nathan couldn’t help the immature chuckle that escaped him. “She kept the penis. She added those decorative tree balls to the testicles. She didn’t change it until the neighbors complained.” Nathan was starting to see where Holly’s love of Christmas came from. It would be easy to love the holiday if he had memories like these.

To ensure that everything remained appropriate, I closely monitored John's work and his interactions with other employees, always on the lookout for any signs of inappropriate behavior. Sure enough, I eventually caught him flirting and whatever else with female staff members. I knew that sooner or later, Sarah was going to uncover what John had been doing behind her back. What caught me by surprise was how everything came to light during the Christmas Eve party, when all the events suddenly unfolded before Sarah's eyes.

And she couldn't understand why… I should still be angry at him. I mean, Jonah is right. I shouldn't be sorry for him. But why do I still want to talk to him? Or even just see him? I should be hating him now, but why am I wondering how he is? Damn, what is wrong with me? Then as she unlocked her front door, entered her house and turned the lights on, she immediately felt that something was wrong… "Siel, the Christmas Tree! It's gone, and so are the gifts!" exclaimed Nella

I shifted a sly glance at Jeanne, who gave me back a confused look. "You can have your annulment," I began, and the man let out a sigh of relief, "But not until the third of January." He froze, "Excuse me?" "Well, the thing is, I need a husband for Christmas," I winced at the look on his face, "And New year." "Not interested." He deadpanned. "And you already happen to be my husband," I braved on. "Not for much longer." "You won't have to do anything. Just show up for a few days, and wear a smile. Or not. Christmas in my hometown is amazing and I promise you won't regret it." I said with a hopeful smile.

He ended the call before I could speak further and I tossed the phone on the bed, cursing furiously as I ran a hand through my hair. The instruction was to show up at the annual Christmas get together with your girlfriend. I was ready to take Leonie and my plan was to be one step ahead of Marcus by announcing her pregnancy but the doctor didn't just ruin my plans, Marcus went overboard. “No illegitimate bastard will reap what he did not sow. I have worked tooth and nail for all I've acquired and I won't let him have it all, simply because it's in the family name.” I declared inwardly as I headed out of the house instantly.

I unclasped my necklace and fastened it around her throat. "Jewelry belongs on a beauty. When you have Christmas Eve dinner with Leon's grandmother, at least you'll look the part." Chloe looked flattered. Leon frowned. Irritation flashed across his face. "Wynne Wronski, who said you could give something I bought you to an outsider?" "How is she an outsider? Would you take an outsider to Christmas Eve dinner with your grandmother?" Leon went quiet. His gaze turned dark, unreadable. The wine-soaked fabric clung cold against my skin.

On Christmas Eve, the hospital called me. The doctor's voice was urgent as he informed, "Mr. Gilder, Noelle's condition has worsened. She's being resuscitated right now! We can't get through to Mrs. Gilder. Please come quickly!" I didn't even bother to clean up before rushing toward the hospital. Usually, I was the one staying with my daughter, Noelle Gilder. Today, I had only stepped away for a little while to make soup for her at home.

Jana's desk was across the aisle - she was responsible for tracking product shipments while Shelby coordinated accounts receivable. Shelby nodded. "None of us want to go, but Mr. Holiday, Senior, still insists we show up, tug our forelocks and get presented with a new set of livery." "That's it, I'm cutting you off from historical romance novels," Jana said with a laugh. "Although, god, that's just about what it feels like sometimes. Wouldn't it be nice if they'd just hand us the bonus check and kick us out the door early?" "Face it, girlfriend." Shelby wrinkled her nose. "We work for a greeting card manufacturer, run by a family named Holiday. We gotta make a big deal out of the Christmas p

However, when it came to Winter, I was prepared to eat my own words, anticipating the playful teasing from our relatives and friends. Elaine, in a scolding yet playful manner, turned to me, drawing attention to Winter's bare neck. She inquired why I hadn't claimed her properly, emphasising that it was time to do so. Concealing the complexities involving Brandon, I linked with Elaine, assuring her that Winter's neck wouldn't remain bare for long. It was a promise I intended to keep. My plan was to travel to Hayland and address the lingering bond issue between Winter and Brandon once and for all. Despite the challenges ahead, the reassuring aspect was knowing that Winter shared the same desire

My mother pushed my wheelchair facing Achetbir, then Blair took my phone and continued my live video while capturing our scene. Achetbir brought out a small red box for his pocket. I am not stupid to not know what that is, I just can't believe that he is now prepared for this. Did he prepare this for a long time? "Jandie Mendoza, my secretary, the girl who hide the billionare's heir. Will you marry me?" asked achetbir in full happiness. I slowly put down my hand from my mouth and nodded sobblingly. "I will," I answered.