Ho Ho Ho Christmas Novels & Stories

"Here, to our family's future success. Cheers!" I crouched in front of the fireplace, staring at the cheap nylon scarf that had already been reduced to ashes. The fire was already beginning to die down, leaving behind just a pile of black ash in its place. Soon, it was midnight, and fireworks exploded in the sky outside the window, the multicolored lights penetrating through my transparent body as people on the streets cheered and wished each other a "Merry Christmas" and "Happy Holidays". I just continued crouching in my corner, facing Mom and Dad who were still making plans about the future, and said lightly, "Merry Christmas."

He scowled at me but there was no real bite in it. "Which one do you want?" It took a split second for me to realize he was going to let me choose something. My grin widened as I eagerly looked around at my options. I knew I was acting like a child but that's what this festival did to you. It brought out your inner child and what was more of a perfect time for that than Christmas. And add on to the fact Knox was being very sweet by winning me something. "I'll take Rudolph." I pointed to the kinda smaller reindeer hanging by himself. The older man working the booth handed him over with a kind smile as I held two stuffed animals in my arms.

she giggled as Hazel scoffed. "Halloween is for children!" She blurted out. "Are you nuts? It is just like saying Christmas is for children. Come on guys, can't you feel the spirit of Halloween as I do?" "I do not. I guess it is only you" Billy spoke as she held both his hands and that of Hazel and dragged them to a corner. "Hey! What do you want this time!' Billy scolded. "shhh! I do not want Willow to eavesdrop on our conversation.

Christmas arrived like a long, deep, and relieved sigh after a storm that had lasted entire years. Declan's, Evie's, and Harvey’s house was a truly grand yet welcoming refuge, situated on a vast property surrounded by wide gardens, ancient trees, and a small lake that reflected the Christmas lights like a magical mirror. Soft white lights twinkled in the garden trees, green and red garlands adorned the main door with golden bows, and the smell of fresh pine, cinnamon, nutmeg, roasted turkey, and gingerbread cookies filled every room like a warm, comforting embrace. It was the first time we were celebrating Christmas all together as a large extended family after everything we had been through

Finally, the car stopped at a park. With Christmas trees and lights all over the place. So many fun activities are going on. It was snowing. I came down and started jumping, and the loud Christmas music made it more fun. “Merry Christmas!” I screamed. Did he just smile? Zayne was watching me play around. I dragged him into the circle and made him jump with me. This felt so good. “Here, have this jacket. It is very cold.” He removed his jacket and gave it to me, but I was finding it difficult to put it on because of the gloves on my hands.

"So we agree. We stay away from each other. Act like adults." "Absolutely." He was looking at my mouth now. "Very adult. Very appropriate." Neither of us moved. Neither looked away. The sound of footsteps on the stairs broke the spell. We jumped apart just as Sophie's head popped through the opening. "There you guys are! Sorry that took forever. Did you find the boxes?" "Yeah, got them," I said, voice only slightly unsteady. We carried the boxes downstairs and spent the rest of the afternoon decorating. Sophie put on Christmas music. Jason made hot chocolate. It was exactly what Christmas should feel like.

I've been ignoring him, but his persistence is becoming problematic. I deleted the message without reading it. The Christmas gala is in two days. The annual event where the city's elite gather to see and be seen, to make deals and alliances over champagne and caviar. I'll need to bring Ava, show her off as my devoted wife, maintain the illusion that everything is fine. She'll smile and play her part because she has no choice. Because I've made sure she has nowhere else to go and no one else to turn to. And I'll stand beside her, touching her waist, playing the role of perfect husband, hating myself a little more with every passing moment.

Not with the paycheck. Christmas just got a whole lot fucking worse.

Something in me tells me she is not here to say merry Christmas. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

Roth has heard a lot of jokes like this from him over the years, enough to be entertained instead of being insulted. Do you want me to remind you of how finding a mate works, V? Or should I just give you a mental recording with the right amount of sarcasm? "Well, bah humbug to you too, Roth. I just can't believe this is the 32nd Christmas that we won't be having anyone celebrating the holidays. I was hoping you've already made up your mind by now." When I find her scent, you will be the first to know. Meanwhile, it's bah humbug to you too, Vince. So, are you going to continue working as you usually do, or go home and rest, which I know you dislike at this time of year?