Extraordinary Christmas Glee Novels & Stories

~~PEYTON~~ “Merry Christmas, Princess," Axel chirps out of nowhere, his eyes bright with a mischief that usually means trouble for my sanity. "Merry Christmas," Raphael adds. “I trust Axel didn't wake you too abruptly?" "He tried to eat my face, if that's what you mean," I say dryly. I look past him toward the tree, and my jaw nearly hits the floor. It’s not just a few gifts. It’s an avalanche—gold paper, silk ribbons, and boxes so big I could probably hide inside them.

She did, and he held her gaze with his own, putting in a lot of effort to make his voice smooth and soothing. "Because I care, Elena. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to give you the wrong signals. I thought you would like the gesture. Please, don't cry." His voice was soft and sweet and his warmth was making her feel how genuine his words were. "I just believe that you deserve a real merry Christmas, after all those years you suffered working for a boss like Roderick. It didn't help too that we weren't aware, and as the Silvercrest's CEO, that's on me."

I curled up with Chris in his bed as we watched a movie. He’s been worried about me over the past week, which I feel bad about. I hate worrying everyone. Chris surprised me with a home-cooked dinner and a movie; A Journey Back to Christmas, my favorite Christmas movie ever. I sighed as we watched, “What’s wrong?” Chris asked; I shook my head, but Chris was not about to take that for an answer. He paused the movie and straightened up, waiting for me to talk to him.

“I slept with Remy, Nadya. I'm coming back today. I can't deal with this anymore. I'm freaking out and I don't know what to do. Please help. I can't do this anymore.” I hit send and threw my head back against the car seat, a tear rolling down my cheek. Christmas was ruined. And it was only morning.

The enchanting Christmas music was playing loudly inside the shop while my head was filled with nothing but thoughts of Benedict Saintclare. Suddenly someone caught my attention when a hand placed a cup on top of my table. I travelled my eyes to the person across me who happens to be Khaleel. He smiles. “Happy holidays.” Khaleel greeted with his caramelized voice. I smile back and he sat down on the seat right in front of me. “Hey Khal.” “You seem to be thinking about something so seriously that you didn’t get to hear your name being called out by the barista.” He explains before sipping on his iced coffee.

“I just want to make sure everyone knows how talented you really are, superstar.” Hannah looked as if she was about to say something in return, but she was interrupted by another Hair and Makeup person,who was now holding up two bottles of glitter. “Okay, this may be a little out there, but I was thinking it’d be kind of cute to throw some glitter in your hair? Since it’s Christmas and all. Ooh, and the glitter will really stand out under the set lights, too—” “NO. THIS WON’T WORK!” A man’s voice cut through the room, even though the voice’s owner was nowhere to be seen.

***** “In 3… 2… 1… MERRY CHRISTMAS!” “Merry Christmas, dear.” - Dylan “Merry Christmas, Dylan.” - Magi "Yeah, baby. Merry Christmas. Take care always!” - Alec "Merry Christmas," I said to Eli next to me as he hugged me tightly. “Merry Christmas.” And with that, I'm fully satisfied. "The five of us? What are we planning? We don't have a facetime partner and we don't have a jowa partner here right now. Maybe we should just greet each other?"

"Come on. We have a bit of an early gift for you. It just couldn't wait." Walking through the Great Hall with Damien's arm around her, Gretchen's senses picked up on a familiar smell beyond the aroma of food still wafting through the room. She lifted her nose into the air and inhaled deeply as the subtle scent of jasmine filled her nose. Steepling her hands over her mouth, she turned to Damien with tears in her eyes as she realized who was waiting. He smiled and said, "I think they say Happy Christmas, don't they?" Gretchen swallowed down her tears and clutched her chest as her shakey voice whispered, "Mommy?" As Damien nodded, Gretchen looked to Teddy. "It's Mommy."

We glided across the ice, our hands entwined. “I've always wanted to ice-skate with you,” Alex said, his eyes shining. I smiled. “Your Christmas magic is unforgettable.” As we took a break, sipping hot cocoa, I asked. “Alex, what's your favorite Christmas memory?” Alex's expression softened. “Meeting you. That's my best Christmas gift.” My heart swelled. “Mine too.” Suddenly, fireworks erupted above the city. Alex swept me into his arms. “Merry Christmas, Layla. Forever and always.”

[Christmas] My forehead knotted when I woke up in unfamiliar room. I circled my eyes around the place and I don't remember how I got here. The place was slightly filled with darkness and I only had a lampshade and a patio light coming from the veranda outside that giving me lights to see. I slowly sit down in the bed trying to remember what just happened. “Thank you so much for accompanying me here, Christmas.” “Anytime, Auntie.” “I hope you can forgive me.”