Karma Akabane Christmas Novels & Stories

All I know is that I will be busy and not planning to join them. “You’ll be my date,” “I decline,” I answered back and went back to what I was doing. Kalex and I will be very busy this coming holiday. This is one of our hectic schedules because we will be having a Christmas edition design. His team will be releasing its final product at some branches of our boutique so I don’t think I could at least participate at our Christmas party. When Kalex' phone rang I also looked at it. I did not see the caller's name, as he quickly picked up his phone and answered. Stay away from me.

Epilogue “I believe in Karma. If the good is sown, the good is collected. When positive things are made, that returns well.” -Yannick Noah *** ~Anna Four years later… Pure white snow blanketed the ground and surrounded trees. I sipped the hot chocolate welcoming the warmth as I sat on the cold porch on a Sunday evening. Life has been smooth and I was happy after a long time. It’s Christmas, Saxon and Gabriel are traveling with their families to Portland this time.

He bellowed in defiance, “Prince Habeb! I know you by your voice, even though your face is covered with a mask. I am a man of prudence, so if you add 'fearless' you have fully rated me. I do not talk with pride as you do. To blame your evil intent is nothing; for we are the underdog nation. We have been fulfilling our own terms with the Emperor by paying our tributes to him so we can live in peace, but you have come to shatter our peace deliberately for unworthy reasons. Love for goodness sake has no connection with war. You do not love Banabella. You are a scoundrel. You murdered the true heir to the throne of the Empire of Suramy. Your gods got you confined to a sick-bed because of your si

I mirrored his stance, flanking our queen, presenting a united front despite our incomplete number. Ava's voice carried clearly through the winter air, strong and steady as she welcomed everyone to the festival. "Citizens of the kingdom, friends and family, wolves and Lycans alike—welcome to our annual Christmas celebration." The crowd responded with enthusiastic applause, their joy a palpable force even in the bitter cold. I watched their faces, noting the hope that bloomed there despite the difficulties of recent months. This festival meant something to them—a respite from hardship, a reminder that some traditions endured even in the face of unprecedented challenges.

When I was released early from prison for good behavior, my three sisters showed up to pick me up with a dog collar in hand. Vivian Bennett, my eldest sister, held it out to me and said calmly, "Put it on. Don't take it off until we make it home. Pass this final test, and you'll officially become a Bennett." Claire Bennett, my second sister, patted me on the shoulder and sighed. "You've suffered these past seven years. But you smell awful. Go home and take a really good shower before you sit down for dinner." Natalie Bennett, my third sister, looked me up and down, frowning. "When did you get so skinny? I guess the collar suits you now." Seven years ago, they said something similar. Luc

"Oh my God." Mariah laughed, Amelia shaking her head fondly as she reached out to smooth Laila's hair. And for the first time since Jordan had reappeared—since the past had crashed headfirst into her present—Laila let herself believe, just a little, that Christmas Eve might not break her. That it might even help her heal something she thought had scarred forever.

Ten seconds later Akane is on her knees in the water, kanabo snapped in half, armor cracked, staring up at Seras like she’s seeing the sun for the first time. Akane (hoarse): “…You fight like the end of the world wearing a smile.” Seras (offering a hand): “Only on weekends. Go home, princess. Tell your dad the armor found its real princess. And maybe send her some dango next Obon.” Akane takes the hand, stands, bows (deep, respectful). Akane: “The debt is paid. The sun has spoken.” She vanishes in a swirl of crimson mist. The lake settles.

"Let's go on a date after this." "Shut up!" Kiara was a little edgy now. "Don't be so smug, after just a small win!" "You are very strong!" Akash grinned and calmed her down. "You are the only one who can damage me to this point, and you are so pretty, I think we are a brilliant match." "I don't even like your face." Kiara's presence grew heavier." and you kicked me! Remember?" A burst of aura enveloped her body. She ran towards him like a bolt of lightning. She fixed her eyes on him, Akash sighed and activated his chakra as well. She came close suddenly, a giant golden hammer manifested in her hand.

Therefore, keeping these women at a distance could be considered the most responsible course of action. Nanako was indeed an intelligent woman. She could read Charlie’s inner thoughts from his reply. So, she sent a reply to Charlie. “Charlie-kun, you must be spending the holidays with your family now. I won’t be a bother then! Once again, I wish you a happy New Year!” After sending the reply, she was very sad. She knew that today was a traditional Oskian festival and it was the most important festival of the year. That was why she sent the wishes to Charlie.

Chapter 1 Ella Whitmore MERRY CHRISTMAS, JASPER. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. My cheeks burned hot with excitement as I clutched the gift box tightly, reading the inscription on the back one more time before struggling to insert the key into the keyhole. I had been planning this surprise for weeks. Christmas eve was finally here, and I just couldn't wait to see the look Jasper would have on his face when he realized that I actually got him the wristwatch he'd always admired.