Holiday Classics Dreamworks Novels & Stories

Acting like his text hadn't gutted me. "Actually, I might skip the gingerbread thing. I have some work emails I need to catch up on." "Maya. No. You're not spending your vacation doing work. That's literally against the rules." Sophie grabbed my hand. "Come on. It'll be fun. And Dad makes the best gingerbread. He has this secret spice mixture that's amazing." Of course he did. Because Derek had to be perfect at everything, making it that much harder to get over whatever this was.

"It's too much!" "No, it isn't," I assured her. "It's a gift for both of us." "What is it?" Mom inquired. "A two-week trip to Hawaii at the end of January," Daria told them. "Wow," her dad said. "We'll escape the cold weather and I'll get away from the Wallace Trust stuff for a while. It will be great," I said. "Thank you," my sister told me. She kissed me again as tears of happiness welled in her eyes.

Ever since Thomas had taught them to dream walk, Sage had been trying to protect everyone by popping into their dreams occasionally, and now she just wanted to remember the good times with her dad & mom. She had begun the walk down a quiet street looking for a way to get into Jared’s dream she saw a little girl and her mother in the front yard. The little girl was playing in the yard with a small truck and a doll. The mother was digging in the dirt planting red and pink flowers. Sage watched as the mother had planted a rose crystal in front of the steps and covered it back up with fresh dirt. Seeing the necklace glimmering in the sunlight that was wrapped around the ladies’ neck, Sage knew t

The office was a ghost town by nine on Christmas Eve, the holiday lights strung across the cubicles casting a festive glow that felt mocking against the stack of reports on my desk. I am Lola Ramirez, the quiet one in marketing, always the last to leave because I hate drawing attention. Shy to a fault, I kept my head down, my dark hair tied back in a simple ponytail, my outfits modest and unassuming. Finishing this holiday proposal was my ticket to proving I belonged here at Ross Global, even if it meant sacrificing my night. The snow fell softly outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, blanketing the city in white, while I typed furiously, my fingers chilled from the AC.

Now, he wondered if they still did. Caden's heart pounded when he drove into town, more excited than he thought he would be. Immediately, he regretted not having come home before now. Everything looked new again. Christmas lights and ribbons hung from the Bavarian and Dutch style architecture throughout the town, reminiscent of the North Pole- or what he had always dreamed it would be. Even the gazebo in the center of town was decorated. The living Christmas tree had grown taller over the years and was decorated for the holiday. And as if ordered especially for the town, snow covered the park lawn. But the festive decorations were nothing new. In Christmas Cove, the holiday was celebrated ea

Molly flopped down onto the bed, the article returning to the screen on her phone. Nicholas Kerstman was a problem she was going to solve. There was no way she was going to let Christmas Wishes turn into a corporate sell out. She wouldn't allow it. It went against everything she stood for. “Make it seem fun... make it seem possible... make it seem worthwhile...” Molly chanted the phrase over and over before she was lulled to sleep by her own endless repetition. *** Molly dreamed. She was fifteen years old again. She'd been forced by her parents to leave New York with all its hustle and bustle for a tiny town with no hustle and definitely no bustle. She wished she had something to make this p

My name was Michael Xander, and I worked as the HR manager for a multinational corporation. With the holidays approaching, I decided to take my girlfriend on a trip to unwind. We had been dating for nearly three months, but she often complained that I was too busy and rarely spent time with her. Occasionally, she would even hint at breaking up over that. So, I spontaneously booked us on a tour for quality time together. During the journey, Sophie could not stop smiling and, in a rare gesture, hugged me tightly, planting a few sweet kisses on my cheek.

She said I could never return the money. Unbelievable. She'd go this far? This was unbelievable. I lowered myself even further and explained my situation to my relatives. I promised I would pay them back. All I asked for was a little help. They still refused. Some of them even blocked me. And that was it. I had no way out, so I slumped onto the hospital bench. … We'd skipped going back to Selcia for Christmas for two years. Her parents were starting to miss her. So, to surprise Wendy and make up for the last two years, I took her parents to Halton, where we were living. We wanted to have a Christmas together as a family.

“I understand. My day was the beginning of Christmas chaos. And now that the official start has begun, well, let’s just say I will be ready to hide from reality very soon.” He grinned. “This is definitely hiding from reality.” She laughed. “I guess it is.” He turned back to the counter and got two cups out of the cupboard. “So, what is Christmas chaos?” Jennah leaned back against the counter and crossed her arms. “It’s hard to explain, but until the holiday season is gone, oh around January fifth, my quiet desk job is cancelled, and I have to help out with the fun and wonders of the public.”

I accepted it gracefully, relishing the fruits of my hard work. Suddenly, the doors burst open. Serena entered, with none other than Quinn by her side. “Sophia, you’ve worked hard this past year!” Serena greeted me with a faint smile, one that lacked warmth. Time dulled even the strongest bonds, and Quinn must have spent the past year feeding her grievances into my mother-in-law’s ear. I set down my wine glass and approached them with a welcoming expression. “Mom, what brings you here tonight?” “Why? Am I not allowed to come?” Serena’s tone was indifferent as she raised her glass to toast a business partner.