Hazbin Hotel Christmas Novels & Stories

“You got a plan, boss?" Hazel laughed, the sound bouncing off the walls. “Sort of, kind of. I’m thinking of three tents. One for the stuff Mom wants to sell. You know, the ornaments, light, gift wrap, the big red velvet bows. I ordered tons of stuff a week ago when Mom told me about this. I jumped right on it. Mom’s got the Society group lined up to work the store, as she calls it. They’re going to be serving gingerbread, chocolate peppermint pretzel and hot mulled cider the way they used to do it at Morrison Farms. I must have told you about that wonderful place from my childhood. I hate it that Mr Morrison let the farm go to ruin. I have such nice memories of going out there with my father

“I’m glad you said that. I already requested three days and that was one of them.” “What were the others?” “Thanksgiving and Winter Solstice.” “OH! If we did winter solstice, could we have Krampus?” she asked with a giant smile and bright eyes. “They hold a Viking Yule Fest out there during December. There’s usually a few Krampus characters out there.” “Really?” Smiling, he nodded at her. “Zach has a great Krampus costume.” At her confused look, he gave a small laugh. “We do security out there and if my guys look like they belong out there, it’s better for them and safer for everyone.”

'' Yes we would be very much happy to , bu we have a problem '' Noir commented . ''What ?'' Albert asked . '' How do thumans celebrate christmas ?'' asked Noir . '' I can tell you that '' said Albert . '' Today is the night huma celebrates christmas '' said Adam . '' We need to hurry up and make the preparations then '' NOir said . '' What do we need ?'' Celia asked . '' But what about our training ?''asked Arthur . '' That can wait ''' said Albert . '' What do we need ?'' asked Celia . '' Bells , decorations , fig tree and christmas cake that's all and some presents to give your dear ones '' said Arthur .

Before he could respond, a soft buzz came from his phone—a new message: “Merry Christmas, Volkov. This is only the beginning.” Sebastian froze. Nyra’s smirk returned, but it didn’t hide the worry in her eyes. “Looks like Christmas isn’t over yet.” Noelle stirred, mumbling in her sleep: “Superheroes… save… Snowtopia…” Sebastian glanced at her, then at Nyra, then back at the phone. “…We’ll see about that,” he muttered. The fire crackled, snow fell quietly outside, but Sebastian Volkov knew one thing: this Christmas, chaos wasn’t just coming—it had already arrived.

The downtown area was similar to a lot of the towns Dak had visited recently, looking for the perfect place to start his new endeavor, but there was something slightly different about Christmas Falls, something special he couldn’t quite put his finger on. The Christmas decorations hanging from the lamp posts and strung around the trees were the same white lights, red bows, garland, and cartoony characters as everywhere else, seasonal flowers blooming from the flower beds while banners announced where he was and that he was welcome there, but an excitement seemed to hang in the air that he could only describe as a certain kind of Christmas magic he couldn’t ever remember encountering before.

I suppose neither is Hazel, but he and my brother are best friends, and he’s been around for years. When my brother Caleb came home from college, he brought Hazel with him. Hazel decided to open a snow resort for people who visited the town during the holiday. He’s also pretty busy in the summer too when we do Christmas in July. Troping is always decked out in holiday cheer because no one takes down their lights. If they do, it’s because they’re changing them out for a new color.

"I'm back with Taren." Taren extended his hand. "It's nice to see you again." "The pleasure is mine," Mr. Cummings replied, shaking his hand. "What can I do for you today?" Taren glanced over at Kiki and then turned back to the man who looked so much like Santa Claus. "Christmas presents." "Christmas is over," he replied. Taren nodded, his lips curling into a smile. "Yes, but we didn't get to celebrate properly, so we're going to make up for it tonight."

“That wide front window is a perfect place for a Christmas tree, you know? The glass would reflect all the lights...” His gaze shot to hers. “Woman, I already told you… I DON’T DO CHRISTMAS! Get it now?” “Sure, I get it,” she said, though she really didn’t. “But if you don’t want to, Haze and I will take care of decorating and…” Kaleb stood up, grabbed a fireplace poker, and determinedly stabbed at the logs, causing sparks to fly and sizzle on their wild flight up the chimney. When he was finished, he turned a cold look on her.

“Are you free tonight?” My heart dropped a little. Tonight was Christmas dinner. There were guests coming. There would be loud conversations and cleaning afterward. No chance to leave the house. “I’m not free,” I said softly. “My family is having people over.” “I see…” he said. He sounded disappointed. “I know it’s short notice, but… I didn’t want to spend Christmas alone. I thought maybe I could spend it with you.” My breath stopped for a moment. He wanted to spend Christmas… with me?

Before I can say a word, Nina has Josh up on his feet and prancing around the couches and pretty soon the whole room is filled with laughter including the cutest giggle of all that comes from my little girl. This time last year, Noah and I were both pretty tipsy and, after leaving my mom's house, we headed to the club for the night. I know what you're thinking, why would you go clubbing on Christmas night? Why is a club even open on Christmas night? The answer is pretty simple. First off, why wouldn't we go? We were two single men with no attachments whatsoever and aside from spending Christmas day with my Mom and Granddad, we had no other commitments, so if the clubs open then why not go?