Holy Night Glee Novels & Stories

Stephanie clung to Riley, who muttered, "Hurry up. We can't watch this forever." Damien gave Lucas a grim nod. "Make it quick. Whatever it takes." Nathan adjusted his glasses again, avoiding eye contact. Kai just stared at the altar, his expression unreadable. Khelani and Lucas approached the glowing altar side by side, the stone warm under their feet. The crimson letters pulsed like a heartbeat, urging them on. Khelani's breath hitched as she climbed onto the flat surface, the glow casting eerie shadows across her curves. Lucas followed, his lean frame tense, jeans already tightening despite the fear.

The winter nights in New York didn't just arrive; they settled over the city like a heavy, frozen shroud. The sleet was relentless, washing the grime off the city streets and leaving behind a slick, black polish that mirrored the suffocating mood of the Hale estate. It had been only a handful of days since the wedding. Days of silence. Days of Sunday dinners where the air was so thick with tension it felt hard to swallow the food. Tonight was the Cross Foundation Winter Gala. It was the crown jewel of the social calendar, held in the Temple of Dendur at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. It was a night for billionaires to congratulate themselves for being rich.

The Great Hall was suspended in a fragile silence. The priest had stopped chanting. The musicians had stopped playing. In the center of the aisle, Beta Kael and Lyra knelt facing each other with their hands tangled over the fallen wedding ring. They weren't moving. They weren't breathing. They were just staring, like two planets caught in a gravitational pull that threatened to tear the roof off the castle. "Kael!" Holly’s voice cracked like a whip from the altar. She stood alone under the arch of white roses. Her face held incredulous fury. Her groom—her husband-to-be—was on his knees in the dirt, worshiping a kitchen maid while she stood waiting to be crowned.

He chased after the silver Bentley in the cold night, but the car only sped away faster. In the stillness of the night, Gael stood on the empty street. He murmured, “Did you ever love me, Yanni?”

It'd taken almost a week, but the entire tree was beautifully displayed with lights and ornaments. "You did a great job with the tree, baby." Hollis coyly avoided her girlfriend's question, snickering as she neatly propped the three envelopes against a brightly wrapped present. She didn't hear a damn thing; After a little too much eggnog, Hollis had passed out through the night. She just knew Whitney enough to know she'd come down after everyone was in bed, trying to guess what her gifts were. Realizing she'd fallen right into one of Hollis' traps, the dark haired girl's eyes widened.

“Look. I get that you’re staring at my literal goddess of a friend, which I don’t blame you for. But can I get your attention for a second?” It sounds like Elijah mutters an apology, then proceeds with a more even-toned, “What did you ask?” “I asked if you know who’s going to be tonight’s performers? Like, what band or singers?” “Oh.” Elijah falls quiet for a second. “My dad mentioned some Hyler guy. But other than that, I have no clue.” “Oh. MY. Goodness!” Nate squeaks, grabbing onto Celeste’s arm. “Did you hear that?” Celeste and Nate break out in a hyper dance, giving Elijah a chance to slip past them and make it toward me. He shoots Ariah a questioning look, almost as if asking her permi

I really hoped that maybe someone from the Glee cast would be there since they were my idols all through high school. The night time rolled around quicker than I had imagined it would. The ballroom was full of people and everyone was just enjoying the competition. My fellow choir members chatted amongst themselves and Ms. Jones told us when we were next. I knew this would be televised and silently wished that Jax would be out there somewhere watching, but by now he had probably forgotten about me. I didn’t know why, but I kept myself waiting for him like he asked me to. While I was trapped in my inner thoughts Nakoa spoke up in our mind.

Hundreds of drones soared overhead and they formed letters that glowed in the sky, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY GINNY, MY PRINCESS. FROM KEVIN.” I couldn’t breathe. Not because it hurt, but from how utterly, monstrously theatrical this betrayal was... Kevin, I hate you.

Night asked getting worried “ the words should have emit light but instead they glowed. They are glowing because the ritual is on hold. It seeks permission from both parties before proceeding as after it’s done there is no going back” Bella’s explanation made Night a little suspicious “what kind of ritual did you made me perform?” He asked but Bella remained quiet. Getting impatient Night grabbed bella by her shoulders and once again repeated his question “ i…..i made you perform a ritual which would send both the souls back to their original bodies and break their connections to the worlds they are currently in forever” To say Night was angry would be an understatement “you did what?” he ye

"Okay. We're live in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1." Dels smiles, "Hello, New York City! Are you having a great time this New Years Eve?" The crowd goes wild cheering and Dels laughs. "Yeah? I thought so! Well, tonight I have a special treat for you. I have the honor of introducing Gladstone. Now I know that they're hot," she says fanning herself dramatically, "but turns out they can play music too, so grab a drink and a friend and enjoy!" Dels lowers her microphone and shoots me a breathtaking smile. "Thanks baby." I say winking at her before strumming a few chords. God I love that girl. "Alright New York! Let's do this."