Jjba Christmas Novels & Stories

Now, with both of us back home for Christmas after years away, the air crackled with unspoken tension. Mom laughed from across the table, oblivious. "You two are adults now. Act like it! Jake, tell Cassie about that big project you're on." She piled more mashed potatoes onto my plate, the scent of roasted turkey and cinnamon filling the room. The house was decked out, garlands draping the mantel, a massive tree glowing in the corner with ornaments from our childhoods. Jake took a swig of eggnog, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. "It's nothing special. Just building condos downtown. Pays the bills." His gaze flicked back to me, dark and probing.

“Fine, fine, what's the great news?” “I have officially booked a spot in the largest cruise ship in Toronto for the holidays!” I said happily and for the first time today, her face brightened up and a smile formed on her face. Emily rarely smiled. She was more like an Emo chick who had a hormonal imbalance. Don't get me wrong, I love my best friend just the way she was. We were the total opposite. “I and Jax will be spending the holidays there,” I added and her smile vanished as quickly as it had appeared.

“Who’s Santa, Biz-Nono?” The table erupted in laughter, Jace nearly choking on his drink. Kat’s mother reached over, brushing Koda’s hair back. “He’s the man who brings presents at Christmas, sweetheart. You’ll see.” Koda’s eyes widened, the idea settling in like magic. “Presents?” he whispered, almost reverent. Then louder, with certainty: “I want to meet him.” Kat laughed, pulling him into her lap. “Don’t worry, Koda. You will. Christmas is coming.”

The patio door burst open, and Chloe ran back in, covered in snowflakes, shivering but smiling. "It's beautiful! It's so sexy!" She flopped back onto the rug, grinning at us. Then she looked at the book in my lap and wrinkled her nose. "A textbook? Dad, seriously? That is literally the lamest gift in the history of Christmas." "Maya understands the value of discipline," Silas said smoothly, his eyes locked on mine. "And commitment to long-term investments." The double meaning wasn't lost on me. Heat crept up my neck.

Snow Brook Valley Snowbrook Valley was alive in the way only small towns knew how to be during Christmas. Not loud, not overwhelming just familiar. Everyone saying Merry Christmas, children running around, throwing snowballs at each other and making snowmen. Every coffee shop in town was overcrowded, and the fish market was packed. The town had a special meal they made with fresh fish and spicy soup. Brandon was exhausted and needed to rest and today was the town's Christmas nativity night. He would be attending because he just wanted to stay far away from Claudia. Their fights were becoming too much and it was exhausting.

I'm anxious to see my Snowie but Jaxon tells me to be patient and have a bath first. “The goddess be praised! They're back!” A woman announces as soon as she catches sight of Jaxon carrying me into the compound. I'm a little surprised to see the pack is camped outside, eating from bowls and all merry under the dark sky. The tree is still shining with the lights Cassie and I decorated it with, the star on top glowing brighter than the dull crescent moon above. It's not a full moon anymore. That means it's a new day. That means it's Christmas!

The aroma of roasted meat and baked tarts fills the air as we pull out the food and set it up. Christmas dinner is a noisy, joyful affair. Maz keeps teasing Caleb and me, calling us “a picture-perfect family,” while Big King grumbles about needing another helping of everything. Baby Caleb babbles happily in his high chair, and for a few precious hours, the weight of the past fades into the background.

“So, not to be a presumptuous ass, but what did you see in Justin? He seems like a conceited, self-righteous playboy to me.” Ana laughs, “Fucking dead on.” Misha looked at me briefly, “He wasn't that bad, but…” she trailed off. “No judgment here. Speak your mind because you know I do and will.” Ana grins, “He so does too. He got our display, most just cringe or call us godless.” “What did you say about it?” Misha asks. “That it was brilliant and showed the dark side of the holiday, which lets you see just how far of a detour humanity has taken from the true meaning of the holiday.”

It’s not what’s under the Christmas tree that matters but who’s around it. – Charlie Brown Thirty minutes after Monster invaded, Reese’s princesses were still laughing at JD as they gathered around the pool. The sun sails stayed up year-round protecting the pool and sitting area. The heat in the pool was turned up slightly causing it to give off a little steam in the cool air. The outdoor fireplace was roaring, and the portable heaters kept the whole area cozy.

Brad addressed his friend, genuinely curious. "Well, Brad, my brother," Jason said, his voice smooth and confident. "I am throwing the hugest Christmas party of the year, right here in the City of Angels. A party that will go down in the history books, as the most epic holiday celebration of all time. What better place to hold it than my hometown?"