Merry Christmas Message To Boyfriend Novels & Stories

A/N Merry Christmas my lovelies!! I hope you guys have a great day filled with love and happiness.

About upsetting Santa, I think I already have, otherwise why would he give me a divorce paper as my wedding anniversary gift and also a Christmas gift. “Fine,” I mumble, and roll my eyes. “Okay then. See you,” he says, walking to the door. “Hey Sarah…” he turns to me with his hand on the doorknob. “Merry Christmas,” he says. “Ummm, Merry…Merry Christmas.”

he says with an apologetic smile. "But Matty, you my boyfriend" I say with a wobbling lip. "I know, I'm sorry princess, maybe when I'm stronger" he says, I just nod my head yes to that, still mad that he can't carry me. "Why me sleep first?" I ask him again still pouting. "Because my little princess is younger and need all the rest she can get not to be a grumpy kitten" he says popping my nose. "No fair" I add.

Very angry. My girlfriend took the tray and gave me my breakfast, which had a cute rose and a letter written: "YOU ARE THE BEST THING TO EVER HAPPEN TO ME. I TRULY AM BLESSED. I LOVE YOU. KAT ❤😍💯" I smiled looking at it, "if it takes you making me cry during sex to be this fucken cheesy.. shame I'd rather not have a cheesy girlfriend..." "Baby I'm sorry... I really feel bad for that.. and you just fell asleep on me. Fuck I couldn't sleep.. I didn't sleep."

BMOM ➭ 023 ꕤ ꕤ ꕤ ARYM ZCHRYNNE “MaiMai” – Because of Lovebel’s nonstop chatter, I forgot to message my boyfriend—who also happens to be my ex-husband. “Wow, Boy Saliva sent so many messages. Tsk. Doesn’t this guy have anything better to do?” I asked myself. “Hon, call me when you’re not busy. I love you.” His message made me smile. We’re like teenagers who just started dating.

The pain of feeling guilty even when you aren’t, is a different kind of pain that no one could ever understand except you yourself and I was going through the same pain which was almost invisible but hurting me deep inside. “I need some champagne to celebrate this,” she demanded to me. I nodded my head as this was so much of happy moment for me and I was going to agree for whatever she would ask me today. And then, my phone beeped. It was him. ‘SO HOW DO YOU LIKE THE SURPRISE? DO YOU LOVE IT?’ So, it was him. It was all him. It was my boyfriend who did all of this. I couldn’t help but the long series of tears rolled down my eyes and I started to cry out as loudly as I can.

So desperate, so impersonal, so… maniacal. While new customers shop, I take the opportunity to look at my phone. I have not heard from my boyfriend since this morning, who left me here, said goodbye by giving me a tender kiss on the lips and said: “I'll stop by you tonight, precious.” A huge smile lights up my face when I see that I have a message from him. I'm counting the hours to have you in my arms again.

I smiled and leaned on Aunt Mel's shoulder like I used to do when I was young. I said playfully, "Aunt Mel, please don't say things like this again. If my boyfriend finds out, he'll be unhappy." That night, I lay in bed sleeplessly for a long time. The pain in my heart continued to spread, and I gritted my teeth as I endured it. When it was almost dawn, Felix sent me a message on WhatsApp. "Do you really have a boyfriend? Who is he?"

"You were groping Raphael's—what was it again? Yeah, real virtuous." She choked, speechless. I turned to fix Raphael's wrinkled tie with a gentle smile. "Thanks, honey, for introducing me to my boyfriend. I like him a lot. His kisses are real sweet. But yours? Not even a dog would want them." Raphael was furious, practically shaking. But he'd brought shame to both families. And now, the Lindt family owed me—big time.

He was beside me, and we counted softly to each other. "One..." "Two..." "Three..." "Merry Christmas, babe. Can you be mine?" He whispered softly. "Merry Christmas too, Zayden. Of course, I can be yours." I replied with a smile on my face. ~Ylluscion