Frozen Xmas Novels & Stories

I stand alone on the icy field, turning back every few minutes to look at the road behind me. When my hands grow numb from the cold, I scroll my social media feed and see a recent post from my younger sister, Giada Soave. Holding gifts in her arms, she sits beneath a luxurious crystal Christmas tree with my parents embracing her from both sides. Ivano stands behind her with his hand resting lightly at her waist and his eyes full of tenderness. The caption reads, "Merry Christmas, I'm grateful to spend the holiday with those who love me most!" The comments section buzzes with blessings, praise, and envious messages.

Before I could figure out what was going on, a tall and slender woman approached Dylan and me. She locked arms with Dylan and shot me an irritated look, asking, "Who's this?" Dylan answered before I could even say a word, speaking in a tone that made it seem like we had coincidentally run into each other. "She's Blake's girlfriend. She came to look for him." The woman immediately dropped her guard and curiously gave me a once-over. She smiled sweetly and introduced herself as Trixie Ashford. She was Dylan's girlfriend, and she had returned to the country specifically to celebrate Christmas with him.

"T-The national research station is nearby… Aren't you afraid of being found out?" "Why would I be?" Zachary asked, nonchalantly, "Did you think that we were idiots, Sophie? I've already reported that you were the one who insisted on going out in a T-shirt because you wanted to become famous, so even if people find you, they'll think that you just overestimated yourself!" Under the extreme cold, I felt a strange wave of heat instead. I knew what that meant. The hypothermia was already starting to settle in. Driven by pure survival instinct, I squeezed out a final plea, "Zachary, you promised that we'd bring my mom home for New Year's this year. She's still waiting for us…"

I have never trusted December. People say that sounds dramatic, but those people never watched their parents’ house burn down on Christmas Eve while the rest of the town kept singing carols like nothing happened. So yes,every time snow falls, my skin crawls. And tonight, on December 1st, Hallowpine is drowning in it. Snowflakes tumble from the sky like they’re drunk on holiday spirit, sticking to my eyelashes as I lock up my bakery. Sugar & Sin,the name sounds cute until you realize the only sugar inside is the kind I dump into coffee to survive this town.

Valen was though worried on whatever he made her aware of after the first lecture in the corridor, yet she did not stop grazing the baked snack during the late hours of the night. The month of December has already brought along a rippling atmosphere with the grains of snow barfing in the room along the breezy air. It has started snowing lately after she returned home. Hardly has it been few hours and already the entire city was covered with the white layer of snow welcoming the Christmases joy. Although the wolves have their own set f festival they still believed in celebrating the arrival of the God of hope and peace, Jesus.

It was a Christmas of firsts for both Felix and Cassie. For Felix, this was the first time that his house had ever been decorated for Christmas. In the past, he had put up a plastic miniature tree if he remembered and while Hazel had still been alive, she had put up a menorah for the December festivities. Now, the decorations started right from the gates to the mansion, with the pathway leading to the house lined with colorful reindeer figurines, giant candy canes and plastic snowmen. The house was decked in strings of flashing Christmas lights that Felix was certain would be visible from space.

Three wolves in the corner choked at the same time. Marek stepped closer. “Aveline. Listen. Please. This is a mortal holiday craft. Not a High Realm frost ritual. Do not enchant anything else.” I blinked at him slowly. “Define enchant.” “No magic.” “Define no.” Lucian groaned. “We are doomed.” The giant Christmas tree stood in a corner, still wrapped in twine. It reached almost to the ceiling. A towering dark green mountain of pine needles and potential. Wolves gathered around it, eager to decorate.

he winks I cough, I think am starting to turn red tho. Hey everyone, its the author I know we just came back from the holidays...but it isn't over yet I wrote a short story and guess what, you guys get to read it!! Awesome right Well enjoy this short holiday story i wrote for Christmas *The Christmas wishlist* The weather is as cold as ever, indeed the season is here again Our dry lips and very cold mornings, time where we all need our lip balms and body cream It's everyone's favorite season and holiday Christmas! People singing Christmas carols, couples kissing under the mistletoe, everyone in a joyful mood, and of course fried chicken is always involved

" Think, Caleb. Crack it open." The trail markers had been covered in ice.I had been wearing my heavy red winter coat. The memory expanded, and I had heard deep cursing from the bushes.The wind was blowing hard, and Eliot twisted his ankle on the trail. “Your hands are freezing,” Eliot had whispered. “Then warm them up,” I had muttered. It wasn't a polite request. It was a challenge. A dare. I was Caleb Foster. I didn't lose games, and I didn't back down from things I wanted. And looking at him right then, flushed and shivering in my passenger seat, I wanted him.

asks Esteban handing me the food and I sigh in frustration. What mess did he just get me into? My stomach growls and I decide to eat, before I think of the trouble that may come from letting Esteban do the talking for me. Because of the cold, we stay in the car, as we watch the snow fall. December has barely begun and already Christmas decorations are everywhere. Eating a warm hamburger, I enjoy how the kids play in the snow and many couples start dancing or running while laughing. "It's quiet here" I whisper smiling.