Extraordinary Christmas Glee Novels & Stories

—Ricardo was startled by his father's statement and must have understood that I had premeditated that night. ― I had said that I regretted dying without having the joy of seeing a grandchild born and Manuela revealed that she dreamed of having a child with Ricardo. That's why we made our requests to the Universe and it sent us more than two miracles, but three. My health and my two grandchildren. And now I want to make a toast to my Christmas miracles. Everyone raised their glasses. Alice and I had the fruit juice, but it had the same meaning as the champagne they all drank. Later, after the distribution of gifts, I asked Ric if he was disappointed in me and he replied:

I said and then click the end live button. I weaved a breathe as my phone off. I looked at the four remaining gifts. Those four are for my nieces and nephews. Anita, Alexis, Alexia and Devon. I can’t believe that we are really celebrating Christmas together. For the past few years, I am just sleeping by this hours and not celebrating Christmas. Just staring at the dark ceiling and thinking of many things. I remember myself praying and hoping to be reunited and celebrate this occasions with my family, and I think He heard my prayers.

"Mr. Grier said we should decorate everything for Christmas this year, even ourselves." Bree looked around, startled to realize that the usually sedate tree found in a corner of the reception area, had been replaced by one that reached the ceiling. Ornaments loaded the branches, hiding any greenery. Wreaths hung on the wall of the spacious area and wait, more of the damn Christmas music played from somewhere. Shit. Had the world lost its collective mind? "Why this year?" she asked, curious. "I mean, Christmas is Christmas, right?"

Christmas arrived like a long, deep, and relieved sigh after a storm that had lasted entire years. Declan's, Evie's, and Harvey’s house was a truly grand yet welcoming refuge, situated on a vast property surrounded by wide gardens, ancient trees, and a small lake that reflected the Christmas lights like a magical mirror. Soft white lights twinkled in the garden trees, green and red garlands adorned the main door with golden bows, and the smell of fresh pine, cinnamon, nutmeg, roasted turkey, and gingerbread cookies filled every room like a warm, comforting embrace. It was the first time we were celebrating Christmas all together as a large extended family after everything we had been through

Celine and Liam beamed with pride, their faces lit up with joy, realizing that their family was blessed with a true little star. Mr Robert's eyes welled with tears of joy as he listened to his precious daughter sing. The depth of love he felt for Angela was immeasurable, and in that moment, he couldn't have been prouder. He glanced at Mitchell, their eyes meeting, and they shared a silent understanding of the beauty that unfolded before them. The song filled the room with warmth, bringing everyone together in a moment of surprise and wonder. The power of Angela's voice was beyond language barriers and personal struggles, uniting them all in the spirit of Christmas.

George said. “All right.” They parted ways, Chelsea didn’t bother to get her coat. She was wearing a long, thick red sweater and black leggings. She could stand the cold for a few minutes. About twenty people filed outside, including her mother and Caitlin. There were about ten carolers, no, twelve carolers. In the mix was Derek joyously singing Jingle Bells. Chelsea’s mouth dropped open. She never thought Derek was the type to run around in the cold singing Christmas carols outside of peoples’ homes.

This is a Christmas special chapter. It doesn't go in line with the original book. Just like a stand-alone extra chapter. I hope you all enjoy though. “Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.” ~Norman Vincent Peal . "I know you would rather be on your own, but are you ever going to let us change that?" Ada asked, as she steps into Cainan's room and finds him in the bed, covered up with the duvet.

Now, on Christmas Eve, he was alone in the cold, surrounded by strangers who were celebrating with their families. He wanted that too. A family. To call his own. As he stood there, shivering in the cold, Andrew made a wish. He wished for a family, one that would love him and accept him for who he was. And then, something strange happened. A shooting star streaked across the sky, and a warm light began to glow around him. Suddenly, he found himself in a different place, a place where Christmas was in full swing. There were carolers singing in the streets, and people were laughing and smiling as they carried packages home.

“This is the best Christmas ever. I got just what I wanted. A puppy. A fairy house. And my own daddy.” He looked into Sparkle’s eyes and she felt his love, his pleasure at the moment, and she knew that none of them would ever be lonely again. “Merry Christmas, my darling Kaleb.” “Merry Christmas, my sweet love.” And in the lights of the tree, Kaleb sealed their new life with a kiss that had Hayzel applauding and sent the new puppy barking. Everything, Sparkle thought, was now perfect. -THE END-

My heart thudded. “Five!” I looked around. At my friends. At my father. At this house that no longer felt intimidating. Just full. “Four!” Alaric’s hand tightened slightly. “Three!” His breath brushed against my temple. “Two!” I smiled without even meaning to. “One!” “MERRY CHRISTMAS!” The room exploded into noise. Laughter. Cheers. Someone popped something that sounded suspiciously like a champagne cork. Malik tackled Alex onto the rug. Zendaya screamed happily.