Novel & Cerita Fragile A Christmas Story

She stood at the corner, arms folded, smile sharp as a glass ornament. Jace straightened instantly. I stepped back so fast I nearly tripped. Bianca’s gaze flicked between us — my swollen lips, his disheveled hair, the distance that wasn’t nearly enough. Her smile widened slowly. “Oh,” she said lightly. “This is going to be… fun.” And just like that… I knew: Christmas was about to get a whole lot worse.

We had forged an unbreakable bond, not just between us, but within the expanded family that now stood united against any future storm. As we stood on the threshold of a new chapter in our lives, we carried with us the lessons learned, the scars earned, and the unwavering belief in the power of love. Our story, filled with contract marriages, one-night stands, betrayals, secret babies, and unexpected twists, had transformed into a testament of resilience, forgiveness, and the unbreakable strength of family.

That very day we ordered our second Christmas miracle. END

“My story, that I had a bad date, and I came home and cried about it and drank myself to sleep!” “Bambi’s messy but she’s not a mess,” Frankie says, sighing and coming to stand behind me, putting his hands beneath my arms and starting to gently lift, obliging me to get to my feet. “It’s a fine line, baby. Got to learn how to walk it.” “Teach me your ways,” I murmur, looking pleadingly up at him. Frankie laughs, grinning down into my face. “Bed?” Christian says, and we both look over at him.

Jennifer chuckled and retorted mockingly, "CEO? Do you really think she became CEO through her own abilities? Without Jeremiah and me backing her up, she's just a useless loser." Charles looked at Jennifer in disbelief. His eyes were filled with shock and anger. Annoyed by the noise, I told the bodyguards to drag the two of them farther away. I crouched alone by the seaside. The winter wind blowing from the ocean was icy and piercing. Little by little, I scattered Noelle's ashes into the sea. I said softly, "Today is Christmas, Noelle. It's also the day you were born. I'm letting you return to the ocean."

Julian’s POV: When I finally finished the work piled on my desk, Fred’s words came back to me, louder and clearer than before. “Open your heart. Find happiness this Christmas.” I leaned back in my chair, staring at the ceiling as the familiar ache in my chest resurfaced. “How?” How could I open my heart when it had been shut tight for so long? Ever since that Christmas when my grandmother passed, and long before that when my parents’ lives were stolen in that devastating accident.

Your man’s going to spank your ass later,’ he said in his mind before following them. Demie, on the other hand, was still clinging to Aly's arm as they entered the inside of the venue. Christmas decors on every corner, a large Christmas tree was settled on the side with its bright chirstmas lights and a gold star on the top. And with the christmas song played, people smiling at each other, Demie can really feel the spirit of Christmas. Someone meets them, a man who Demie thinks is the same age as Sandro. "Auntie, Merry Christmas," he greeted the woman and kissed her on the cheek.

The doctor says and then we take our seats. he pin drop silence in the doctor's room is killing me. I didn’t want to be here in the first place. My mother who never cared for me in her whole life forced me here today to come. The doctor is reading the test result silently. Every second is just feels like a year. Only the ticking sound of the watch can be heard. I feel like time somehow passing very slowly. I just want to get out from here. After reading the nurses the doctor sigh and then said-

I giggled, “I do... Because there’s this movie that you’ve probably never seen, but it has given me a deep fear of walking on glass. It’s called Die Hard, and it’s one of the best Christmas movies ever.” Cas picked me up from the floor, “then we’ll sleep in another room. And I’ll clean it up tomorrow. And how can a Christmas movie be called Die Hard? It doesn't even sound Christmasy.” “You like carrying me way too much.” I said, my legs around his waist. I'd show him the movie another time. “You don’t mind it one bit, Ley. Now be a good girl and stop being stubborn, because I don’t want to fight anymore.”

"We thought it would be perfect! And even though we know Sophia and Arthur married on Christmas Eve, which is why he now cannot stand Christmas, we now want to give him another reason to love Christmas." The knot in my stomach tightened, and my hands began to shake. I was gripping the edges of the plate too hard, and before I knew it, the plate slipped from my trembling fingers and crashed to the floor. The sound of breaking porcelain startled everyone in the room. For a moment, there was complete silence as all eyes turned towards me.