Fragile A Christmas Story นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Not when he was so broken before me. His eyes fluttered open, surprise etched across his features as he met my gaze. The vulnerability in his eyes mirrored my own as he reached out for my hands, the desperate sincerity pulling at my heartstrings. I couldn’t hold back the flood of tears any longer, losing myself in the raw emotion of the moment. As I extended my fingertips towards him, he clasped my hands in his, and we became two fragile souls, drowning in a sea of sorrow, both of us a teary mess, struggling to find solace in each other amidst the chaos. “Christine, I can’t believe you’re here. I’m so sorry. I never meant any of the things I did. Please, Christine, I’m truly sorry. Don’t lea

But I can't. "I'm scared. What if one day, Uncle finally gives up on me? I won't be able to face that, Abby." Abigail felt Flavia's fingers grip her shirt tighter. Abigail also hugged her best friend tightly. She cried with her, too. 'Oh my God, how strong and fragile Flavia is at the same time. Why do you treat my friend like this? I know You love Your creatures so much. I know that You will not test her beyond her abilities. I know that this is a test of her faith and patience. But God, when will she get the fruits of her patience and sadness?

AGAIN. "Where did you find her? Did Santa deliver her to you? Because I definitely want something spicy this Christmas. Do you think maybe I could borrow her for the weekend?" Now I had had enough. "Can't you just shut up and leave me alone? You've been following me like a lost puppy since I came here and it's getting very annoying," I told him, staring at his beautiful brown eyes. Ok, let's pretend I didn't say that. "Since I'm a lost puppy, why don't you take me home and take care of me....you don't want to leave a lost dog all by himself, right?"

“This time of year, I like all the Christmas ones. The gushier the better.” “Gushy…” It wasn’t a question, but she answered anyway. “You know… The happy cry ones. Heck, I even tear up when the Grinch’s heart grows at the end of that little cartoon.” She sighed. “But to be fair, I’ve been known to get teary at a heart-tugging commercial at Christmas time.” “Yeah… I don’t do Christmas.” “So, I’ve noticed,” she said, tipping her head to one side to study him. If anything, his features had tightened, his eyes had grown darker. Just the mention of the holiday had been enough to close him up tight. And still, Sparkle couldn’t resist trying to reach him.

It was all she could think about as she waited for him to get back. It was almost midnight and they were the only ones still awake. In the middle of a Christmas movie, Snowflake had started pawing at the door and Felix had donned on a coat and taken her outside to do her business. His low groan announced his arrival back inside. Cassie immediately knew what had happened. There was a particularly low hanging draped tinsel that Felix kept walking to because of his height. Taking the tinsel up by a couple of inches or removing it all together would have ruined the aesthetic. “Sorry.” She apologized turning to face him. “I think I might have gone a bit overboard for Christmas.”

Merry Christmas, V, sighed Roth, trying so hard not to feel disappointed. Vince sighed along with his wolf and just stayed buried under his bed covers. There was no use in getting up if it was just gonna be another cold Christmas for him and his wolf. He tried not to think of what happened back there at his mate's house, but that was all that kept playing and replaying in his head. +++ "OH MY GOD! NO, STAY AWAY! SHIT PLEASE! DON'T HURT ME!!! PLEEEEAAASSE!"

And I love James so much too. “When Carly and I were sixteen, we worked at Santa’s house during Christmas as helpers. The last few days are the most stressful because it gets so busy. One afternoon, there was a particularly annoying kid. He kept screaming and demanding to skip the line. His mom was on the phone and wasn’t paying attention. Carly told him several times to calm down, but he just screamed at her every time. So, I grabbed one of the candy canes—those inflatable decorations—and hit him with it. The kid fell onto the gift boxes we had wrapped as props. When he got up, Carly grabbed the decoration from me and hit him too. They kicked us out.” “I can’t—”

“Don’t be sorry, hon. You guys can kiss all you want, just so long as I don’t see either of you naked, it’s all good.” “Promise,” I said. “I’m going to get drinks, then we have to watch A Christmas Story.” “What’s that?” Kayla asked. “You’ve never seen A Christmas Story?” I asked in horror. “It’s like a tradition.” “We didn’t have a lot of those, baby,” Alex revealed. “Well, then we’re starting one tonight. Lily’s a little too young, but we’re not, so we’re going to watch the magic of one of the best Christmas movies of all time.”

“Would you like to know a Christmas secret? Would you be able to keep it?” Liam gave an enthusiastic nod as he leaned closer to Nicholas. “I can keep a secret! I promise!” “I’m actually Santa’s son. I came here from the North Pole last night. There was an emergency with one of Santa’s sleighs. It looks like it’ll be too foggy on Christmas Eve for Santa to be able to fly his sleigh through the night...” Nicholas brought a hand to his chin, as he ran his fingers through his faux beard. “Do you know anyone who might be able to help fly Santa’s sleigh? On such a foggy night?”

They froze. Snow fell around them. Her hair brushed his jaw. His hands were on her waist. “You’re heavy,” he said. “You’re lying,” she shot back. For a heartbeat, everything else disappeared. Then— “DAAAADDYYYY!” Noelle slid into them like a missile. Sebastian groaned. Nyra burst out laughing. “This,” Nyra said between laughs, “is the best Christmas I’ve had in years.” Sebastian stood, brushing snow off. “You’re enjoying this far too much.”