Merry Christmas Hug Novels & Stories

Arthur and I join the others in the living room, where a beautiful Christmas tree stands, twinkling with lights and ornaments. We gather around, everyone smiling and chatting, waiting for the clock to strike twelve. There’s a sense of anticipation, and I can feel Arthur’s hand tighten around mine. Finally, the clock strikes midnight, and a cheer goes up. “Merry Christmas!” everyone calls out, exchanging hugs and kisses. Gifts are passed around, and the room fills with laughter and joy. After the gifts are exchanged, we all raise our glasses for a toast. Arthur’s father, a kind man with a twinkle in his eye, leads the toast.

"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... Happy New Year!" Everyone cheered and hugged each other. Xavier turned to me and smiled. He leaned in and kissed me, his lips warm and gentle. As we pulled back from the kiss, Xavier smiled at me and wrapped his arms around me in a tight hug. I hugged him back, feeling happy and content. Camilla and Lorenzo came over to hug us too, wishing us a happy new year. We all stood there together, hugging and laughing, as the sound of fireworks and music filled the air.

***** “In 3… 2… 1… MERRY CHRISTMAS!” “Merry Christmas, dear.” - Dylan “Merry Christmas, Dylan.” - Magi "Yeah, baby. Merry Christmas. Take care always!” - Alec "Merry Christmas," I said to Eli next to me as he hugged me tightly. “Merry Christmas.” And with that, I'm fully satisfied. "The five of us? What are we planning? We don't have a facetime partner and we don't have a jowa partner here right now. Maybe we should just greet each other?"

Hello lovely readers, this is the Christmas special chapter which means you get to read it for free. Please note that this chapter isn't affiliated with the original book, it's just a work I put together specifically for Christmas. I hope you enjoy it though. Xoxo Merry Christmas "Christmas will always be as long as we stand heart to heart and hand in hand." ~Dr. Seuss

Eloise stands just outside the hallway watching the kids sit with 'Santa'. "Merry Christmas sweetheart" Eloise says when she spots me, turning around and giving me a hug. "Merry Christmas Eloise" I smile and rest my head on her shoulder as I hug her back. I feel a hand on my back and turn to see my mum. "Good Morning my darling girl. Merry Christmas" Mum says as she wraps me in a hug as Eloise and I part ways. "Merry Christmas mumma" I say as she gives me a kiss on the cheek.

"It's close enough." I put my arm around her. "Merry Christmas," I said.

" Of course, you're my baby.” He smiled like a child released from grounding. "And,” I continued. "Your dick is the best I have seen, and I wouldn't want to try another.” He loosened up and pulled me into a tight hug. " I love you, Aria. I really do.” "And…I… love you too. You're squeezing me." He released me. “Oh, I'm sorry." I laughed. “It's okay." “My aunt texted earlier, are you ready?" He asked.

Judy whispered, like she was afraid her joy might scare Malaya away. Malaya's smile was smaller this time—still shy, but real. "Merry Christmas, Grandma Judy." Judy's hand flew to her mouth. Tears spilled without permission. "Merry Christmas, sweetheart," she breathed. "Oh… thank you for calling me." Jerry leaned into view, impatience playful. "And what about me, huh?" Malaya giggled. "Merry Christmas, Pawpaw." Jerry's entire face lit up. "That's my girl!"

"Why do you still have this?" He took the photo frame from my hand and said, "Because this is something we have to remember." And smiled while looking at the picture of us. When I tried to stand, he hugged me from behind and said, "Merry Christmas, Lucy." 'It's just a greeting. Not like you're accepting his love or something.' "Christmas to you too, Tyler." He broke the hug and when i stood up, he had this huge grin on his face and looked at me without a blink.

says Ethan, who is the first to hug me. "Merry Christmas." "Merry Christmas, sis," Pilar says wistfully and I hug her tightly, wiping away her tears. "Merry Christmas, sweetheart," says my aunt, who also hugs me along with George, and I tell them the same. "Daughter," Diane calls to me, coming up to me with open arms." "Merry Christmas, Mom," I say, giving her a smile and hugging her tightly, while my uncles do the same with their two sons and Pilar.