Fall In Love Christmas Novels & Stories

Dear Maya I want to start by apologizing for everything my son has put you through. You deserve to be loved and treated right. Please know that my son's actions don't reflect mine. I hope you find someone who treats you the way Jason failed to. Just know that I will always be here for you, regardless. If you need anything at all, call me. I'll always love you, Maya. You are the best daughter-in-law I could have ever asked for. Merry Christmas, Maya. XOXOXO

We were near a small clearing, and I thought I could sketch the landscape. I sang softly to the song that I asked them to play at my fathers funeral, "Yelling at the sky, Screaming at the world. Baby, why'd you go away? I’m still your girl, Holding on too tight, Head up in the clouds, Heaven only knows where you are now..." Hunter laid across my legs, as I drew in my book. "How do I love? How do I love again? How do I trust, How do I trust again? I stay up all night, tell myself I'm alright. Baby, you're just harder to see than most, I put the record on, wait ’til I hear our song. Every night, I'm dancing with your ghost. Every night, I'm dancing with your ghost..." I pulled out the unopened

"Baby, I'm happy with you. And maybe I should have admitted this earlier, but I'm falling in love with you. Which doesn't happen to me flippantly. I'm not going anywhere no matter what that test says." "You're falling in love with me?" "Like you didn't know. Just like I know you're falling in love with me." "So sure of that, huh?" "I am." "You're right." I smile up at him right before lifting on my toes and kissing him. We get lost in it, just like we do so often when we start kissing. "Three two one go!" he says the words quickly but I don't obey. "Come on, gorgeous. I can't wait any longer. I want to know, too. This can be my Christmas present!"

I was a sweet, generous, and understanding best friend before but this time my heart is in pain, and no time to be sweet and generous! Falling in love with Jonathan for a long time is a mess that I am in for a long time. If I had just let him go when she chooses Jesica then maybe my life would be better for now. Marrying him was supposed to hurt Jessica for stealing him for me before but I am receiving his anger too.

she said as she sneered. “You…” Winter had a look of hurt and disbelief on her face as she gazed at Noelle. “Noelle, how could you say that? X-Xavier and I are in love. Why bother badgering him if he doesn’t have any feelings for you?” “That’s right! Gosh, Noelle, you really need to know when to stop. Xavier and Winter are deeply in love with each other, and they make a perfect match. Why are you trying to sabotage their relationship?”

~" And I need you to know that we're falling so fast We're falling like the stars Falling in love And I'm not scared to say those words, with you, I'm safe We're falling like the stars We're falling in love" ~ 'Yes,' Shauna thought. She and Axel may have fallen in love fast, but their love was strong enough to commit to a lifetime of companionship. Shauna thanked the heavens for letting her experience this kind of love, and she could not ask for a better husband than…Axel Green.

One year later. The house was filled with the soft glow of Christmas lights, their gentle hues dancing across the living room. Emily and Vincent had transformed their home into a cozy haven, with garlands, twinkling lights, and an extravagant Christmas tree that sparkled from every angle. The scent of cinnamon and pine mingled in the air as holiday music played softly in the background, creating a festive, heartwarming atmosphere. This Christmas, their first as a married couple, felt like the beginning of something truly beautiful, a peaceful moment carved from the chaos they’d left behind.

One year later, Alyssa stood in the middle of the ballroom. She was stunning, and her dark hair shone under the light. “To think they'd get married. Is Clara going this far for a couple of gold?” Alyssa muttered, twirling her wine glass. The whole room had a holiday style to it. It was a month till Christmas, and the marriage was to happen on Christmas Day. Alyssa smiled. The 25th of December was her birthday, and Clara knew this.

He laughed, thrust lazily once more. “Whatever you want, baby. As long as I get to fill this pussy every Christmas.” She kissed him again, tasting fake snow and cum. “Merry fucking Christmas to me.”

My wife hid the fact that she was carrying another man’s baby. She told me the truth only after she gave birth. I did not get angry. I even agreed to let her lover move into our home. Then, one day, she found a photograph in my bedroom. The moment she saw it, she fell apart.