Meet Me Underneath The Mistletoe Novels & Stories

I don’t want to treat it like an actual date, so I just wear something I’ll usually wear for dinner. I don’t want to be fetched either, so I have made him text me where we will meet, and so, here we are now meeting in a small tavern just outside the neutral zone. It’s quiet, tucked between pine trees and ivy-draped fences. Not fancy, but warm in the way real things are. Craig holds the door for me while Maddox strides in like she owns the place. Meanwhile, Gamma Stan gives Craig a quiet nod before canvassing the canvassing as if he is here as a bodyguard and not a chaperone.

Falcon’s room was empty, and I went downstairs as Kiran entered the house through the side door. “Where are you off to?” Kiran asked me. “I’m meeting Kari at the Point,” I answered him. Kiran grinned. “Remember, it’s broad daylight.” I laughed, and shook my head. “Very funny. I think I might be breaking it off for good.” “From what I hear, I think you’ll be okay,” he said, and I chuckled as he smiled at me. “Yeah, I’ve got Falcon’s ass whipping to look forward to, at least,” I said.

Calla’s POV The rooftop greenhouse was drenched in moonlight, it was where we agreed to meet discreetly. I knew it was a huge gamble, I knew my request might have been viewed as a trap and gets dismissed but I was surprised to get a reply that he would meet me. Glass panes were aching above me like a forgotten cathedral of wilted things. It was quiet—too quiet. A faint scent of jasmine clung to the air which was mine, that is my scent but underneath it lingered something wilder. Him.

Can we meet at the clearing in the woods at dusk? Me: The clearing? Why there? Xander: You’ll see. Trust me. It’s a secret. 😊 My mind filled with a multitude of questions. What could he possibly have planned? And why the clearing in the woods? It was a secluded spot, away from prying eyes. Me: Okay, I’ll be there. Dusk, right? Xander: Yep. Can’t wait to see you there. Goodnight, Dawn. Me: Goodnight, Xander.

“Can we meet somewhere? You know, so I can actually look at you when I talk to you? So I can actually hug you?” He put the can back on the shelf and sighed, his height towering over mine. “Where? We can’t meet at your house.” “A bar,” I suggested. “Somewhere in the back.” “Alright. I’ll meet you at Baron’s at ten.” He walked away without another word.

dammit, now I couldn’t even remember how to form a response. Finn smiled before removing his hand, “it’s distracting touching each other, isn’t it?” I chuckled softly, “that’s one way to put it. It’s like everything is driving us towards each other.” My phone dinged in my pocket, and I pulled out my phone to see who it was. I felt that color drain from my face as I read the message from the unknown number. Meet me at midnight tonight in the alley of the blood bar you attended the other night.

“Well, we’ve got a lot to do today. I probably won’t see you until the ceremony. Just remember to meet where we discussed, once the moon is highest.” Right. She’d mentioned it last night; a clearing in the forest, not far from here. The Blue Moon, the annual phenomenon in which the moon was largest, brightest, and fullest, was tonight. According to Avery, the spot she’d picked was where we’d be able to see it the best. Just like the first night we met. It was the most logical and meaningful thing. Of course we would hold our intimate ceremony under the Blue Moon, harkening back to the night we’d first discovered each other.

A small line of text beneath the main message that she’d completely overlooked in the heat of the moment. “Bei Interesse treffen wir uns um 19:30 Uhr auf dem Delancey Rooftop” She frowned. German? Her brows furrowed as she copied the text into a translator. Her blood ran cold. “If you are interested, we will meet at 7:30 pm on the Delancey Rooftop.” She quickly searched for The Delancey Rooftop, and within seconds, images of a stylish club-bar with dim lighting, loud music, and panoramic views of the city skyline filled her screen.

'Quinn' 'I'm here, Rider, what'd you need?' 'Meet me under the large oak tree in five minutes.' 'On my way. ' I shifted Halie and she stirred awake blinking at me. "Mm, where are we going?" "It's a surprise," I say, winking. Moments later we make it down to where I've asked Quinn to meet us, the sun is high but the canopy of leaves shields us from the pelting sun. A cool wind whistles through the space around us and Halie yawns a few times, rubbing her eyes.

Miguel was crouched down on the floor, his back turned to her, placing something underneath it. Jade let out a low laugh, recognizing it. "Did you steal this from the lobby downstairs?" She had passed by the same tree in the window of the hotel several times. Everyone quickly looked over at her, startled by her sudden appearance. By the shade of dawn and the veil of fog outside the hotel windows, she had assumed that the staff along with the rest of New York would still be sleeping at that hour. The white beams from the lights bounced off Miguel's grin. "Merry Christmas!" He had hoped they wouldn't wake her, but now that the damage had been done, he was overcome by the excitement of revealin