Love Comes Softly Christmas Journey Novels & Stories

“Merry Christmas.” “Merry Christmas, Memory’s family,” Dak agreed. “Thank you for all of your help.” The birds tweeted, and flapped their wings. Having seen what they came to, Joe and Ann fluttered away, and Helen lifted up off the sill as well, hanging in the air a moment as Memory turned her face back to the man she loved and the kiss continued. Overjoyed, Helen flew off to join her husband and daughter, satisfied that Memory and Dak would be making happy Christmas memories for decades to come.

One year later. The house was filled with the soft glow of Christmas lights, their gentle hues dancing across the living room. Emily and Vincent had transformed their home into a cozy haven, with garlands, twinkling lights, and an extravagant Christmas tree that sparkled from every angle. The scent of cinnamon and pine mingled in the air as holiday music played softly in the background, creating a festive, heartwarming atmosphere. This Christmas, their first as a married couple, felt like the beginning of something truly beautiful, a peaceful moment carved from the chaos they’d left behind.

We laughed, but the raw truth lingered: love blooming in the cold, defying crowns and calluses. As I drove away later, snow swirling, his figure in the rearview grew smaller, but the ache in my body and soul promised return. Christmas had given me more than tradition; it gave me Remmy, raw and real.

The room was bathed in a soft, ethereal light, casting a luminous glow over Jacob, Anna, and Cheyenne, their serene expressions basking in the love that surrounded them. In that moment, as the night wrapped the castle in a blanket of tranquility, Christian and Mary shared a silent exchange of love and gratitude. Their bond, forged in the crucible of life's trials and joys, was a testament to the enduring power of love. As they made their way to their own chambers, hand in hand, they carried with them the profound knowledge that their love was a beacon, guiding them through the darkness and illuminating the path to their eternal happily ever after.

She giggled the moment she felt my touch, reaching out to grab my cheeks with her tiny, warm hands. "She has been looking for you," he murmured in a low, loving tone before pressing a tender kiss on my forehead. The gesture made my chest tighten with emotion. Even after all these years, he still had this effect on me. I held Cally close, her soft breath brushing against my neck. Her warmth melted into me, bringing a sense of peace only a mother could understand. Moments like this were the heart of Christmas for me. Not the gifts, not the food, not the celebration itself, but the feeling of being wrapped in the presence of the people I loved most. No matter how many storms we had survived, no

"Stephanie is the one I love. Anyone who dares to mess with her again will have to deal with me." To me, Edwin was like a savior from heaven. Right then and there, I fell for him. It all felt like a dream. How could a mafia boss like Edwin fall for someone like me, a girl everyone blamed for her mother's death? Even after we got married, it still felt too unreal. I really thought he loved me. But now I knew—he married me for Kelsey. Three years ago, Kelsey was diagnosed with chronic leukemia. She needed a bone marrow transplant, but no one in the family was a match.

And again, she felt her eyes moist, her tears threatening to flow down. “I don’t care whatever kind of beast you are. My heart still shouts for your name and it will always be." She found the courage to speak. Her voice is raspy from the emotions building up in her chest. She will always love him. Her heart will always want him. She is suddenly enveloped by the warmth offered by the arms of her husband. He encased her in a hug. Callista let herself get lost in the peace his embrace gives, freeing out all the emotions jailed in her chest.

“Yes mother.” Although it is strange that after that memory, I was never shown what happened that night when I went out for a stroll with the Prince, I really wished I could have that memory from that night. But it ended at the moment the Prince was leading me out to the garden. Talk about a teaser. Bet he was trying his best to woo the heart of this cold hearted Luna. Haha. I wished I could have seen that. But anyway, it was after that scene that my marriage was soon decided. I really can’t wait. I wonder what is going to happen after this. Ahh I have been living a miserable life for so long and I can’t believe the good things that are happening to me right now. Whoever out there that answe

she whispered, completely caught in his gravity. Reid leaned in, his mouth just a fraction of an inch from hers, and Melody closed her eyes, her breaths coming in short gasps, the fragrance of pine and leather making her heart staccato. When she thought she could wait no more, he closed the distance, and she felt the soft brush of his lips on hers. She ran her hand up to the back of his head and leaned in, hoping he sensed just how long she’d been waiting for this moment. Once he released her, Melody took a step back, and looking into his twinkling eyes, she said, “Now that’s a Christmas memory I’ll never forget.”

another woman retorted. “I love you” Nicholas ended it, as he looked up at Daria, whose eyes were filled with tears. “Will you marry me, and go on this journey with me?” Nicholas asked once again. “Yes’ Daria replied in between her sobs, “I will marry you” she agreed. Nicholas got to his feet and kissed Daria passionately, on cue the chopper poured another round of flowers on them, making the scene even more heavenly. Meanwhile at the party everyone began to clap as they continued to watch on.