Novel & Cerita Extraordinary Christmas Glee

When Noah Levine came back, Christmas had already passed. I'd thrown that reindeer lingerie into a street trash bin. "Babe, I left in such a rush last night that I forgot to give you your Christmas present." He pulled out a sapphire necklace and swept my hair aside to fasten it around my neck. Because he leaned in so close, I could clearly see the red marks on his neck and smell the sickly sweet perfume that obviously wasn't his. Knowing the scent belonged to my own sister made my stomach turn.

I looked up at them,Nick’s beard still dusted with glitter from my elf costume, Marcus’s hair mussed, both of them looking wrecked and satisfied. They didn’t say goodbye. They just kissed me again,one on each side of my mouth then turned back toward the grotto to clean up. I stood there alone for a moment, thighs still sticky, body still humming, snowflakes catching in my hair. And in my head, I whispered to you,the ones who’ve been reading every filthy second of this: Merry Christmas, folks. I’ve already gotten my perfect Christmas gift tonight. What’s gonna be your filthy Christmas gift?

Not with the paycheck. Christmas just got a whole lot fucking worse.

"Even knowing what it'll cost?" "Even then." She kissed him softly. "Now, when do we tell him?" Nelson pulled out his calendar. "Thomas Garrett's corruption expose happens Tuesday. That'll already be chaos. We can't add our relationship to that fire. After Christmas, maybe? After the holiday tension passes?" "That's three weeks of hiding. Three weeks of lying to my father's face at family dinners." "I know. But if we tell him now, during the holidays, it ruins Christmas for everyone. And with the Garrett situation exploding—" Nelson stopped. "The timing is terrible no matter when we do it."

A storm behind the smiles. Maybe it was me. Maybe it was him. Lena shot across the room like a chaotic missile, skidding into me with a hug that knocked the breath from my lungs. “Jesus Christ, you look like a Disney princess who failed the survival side quest,” she said, tugging my hood down. “Did he cheat with a girl? A guy? A whole choir? Spill.” I choked on a laugh—weak, cracked. “Guy.” She froze. Then whispered, “Oh sweetie… that is spectacularly awful. Well done. You win Christmas.”

“This will be my first Christmas since you were born that I’ve spent without you.” She hugged him back. “I know, stupid. It’s my first Christmas ever away from you and Ma.” “That’s why we’re giving you guys your presents now,” Rachel said with a cheery voice. “We get presents?” I asked. Kimi came out of her room with her bag. “I heard presents. Do I get one?” Saoirse laughed. “Yes, Rachel and I got all of you idiots presents.” Nate grunted when he put his bag next to Kimi’s. “Good, because we got you and Rachel some Christmas shit, too.”

And in the moment I wished I had the love the main characters had, I knew deep down that's not possible. Rylee's phone beeps, her alarm ringing alerting us that it is Christmas. “Merry Christmas!” Rylee said as she pulled me into a hug. “Merry Christmas to you too” I smiled, “Now it is time for the Gifts” I jumped off the couch. Rylee did the same but reached the Christmas tree before me, “That is fast” I chuckled. “Rylee, Rylee” Rylee calls her name out loud as she searches for the gift. “Ah, there is one!!” she exclaimed, picking a small box.

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."

~~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."