Jack Nightmare Before Christmas Song Novels & Stories

Maya's Pov I woke up to someone jumping on my bed. Again. "Merry Christmas! Get up, get up, get up!" Sophie was worse than a five-year-old on Christmas morning. She wore pajamas with reindeer on them and a Santa hat that kept sliding off her head. "What time is it?" I groaned. "Seven. Come on, we open presents at seven thirty. Family tradition. No exceptions." She bounced out of my room, leaving me alone with my messy hair and complete lack of holiday cheer at this ungodly hour.

The lights go out. Fuck!

He was trying his hardest not to laugh. Of course, he would find this funny. The Merry Christmas song that came on startled me, and that caused Aaron to burst out laughing. "Oh, that must be them." Mom clapped. "You changed the door bell's ring to a Christmas song?" My eye twitched when mom nodded at me. I have a feeling that this might just be the most embarrassing Christmas yet. I could hear laughing, and the first person to enter the living room was Ellie. "Mia!" She greeted, and I jumped up to pull her into a hug.

He looks to Kiara for confirmation, like I might be lying about my own uterus. “She is,” Kiara confirms. Apparently satisfied, Ilkay starts the truck and pulls away. And just like that, Christmas is officially underway. Halfway there, Ilkay’s phone detonates through the truck’s Bluetooth, rudely murdering the song on the radio mid-chorus. The dashboard lights up like a Vegas marquee. Jackson. Ilkay taps the steering wheel. “Hey,” he says, voice booming with fake cheer. “Nice of you to remember I exist.”

Playlist Song#1: Santa Claus Is Coming to Town by Michael Bublé DAPHNE’S POV “These freaking luggages! Urghh!” I groan, surprisingly able to drag three heavy boxes up a flight of stairs without twisting both my ankles, but that only means I look and feel like my large intestine is about to fall out through my crack any second now. “Orison, arggh, why didn’t you pick up your phone?” I muse to myself, breaking a sweat even though it’s freezing out here, but the question I should be asking is why I thought I would be able to carry all my luggages on my own in the first place. Thankfully, I reach Orison’s door on the last floor, and I strain to fish out the spare keys he gave me.

3rd January, 1999(morning) The Warehouse Lana Its a never ending circle. A repeated sequence I experience everyday, locked up in this room with little or no contact. A hollow feeling in my heart whenever I think about my family, the grief I feel whenever I remember those who died in that bloody Christmas party.

Ruth overlooked it anyway. "Try to lower your pride. It's gonna take you places you have never imagined." The aged woman answered. Jane watched their conversation with a smile and went ahead to sing the song, "HAPPY" by "PHARRELL WILLIAMS" While singing this song, Allen entered the mansion and stopped to look at her. Jane was not aware of his entrance because she was smiling and dancing along while Paul and Ruth vibed along. They also clapped along to suit the song.

No, I'm not. "Alright. This song was requested by my sister, so here we go..." Then Jazmin strums the guitar with a single stroke down, signaling that they will begin singing. The crowd fell silent. One, two, three, four Ooh, ooh Every time you come around, you know I can't say no Every time the sun goes down, I let you take control I can feel the paradise before my world implodes And tonight had something wonderful

“Thank you all again for coming and for stepping into your roles. We will meet again next Thursday.” We waited for our guests to leave before making our way upstairs to relieve Jax from his babysitting duty. When we entered my bedroom, we could hear Jax softly singing Treasa to sleep so I walked over to take a peek. Sound of Silence seemed like such an odd song to sing an infant to sleep with but hey, it’s working. He doesn’t sound half bad either.

Wearing six inch heels, she almost reached his ears and it was an apt height difference between them for dancing. "What song is this?" she asked. She doesn't listen to a wide variety of songs and this song was new to her. It had such soul-touching lyrics. "Jacob Lee's 'I belong to you'," Jeremy answered in her ears. "this is my guilty-pleasure song. Don't tell anyone," he whispered. "...Here at the altar... I refuse to grow older... Unless it is with you... " Jeremy started singing along and Jacques's heart clenched. She imagined him in his office, sitting with a bottle of beer, listening to this song, imagining his wedding day.