Mha Christmas Novels & Stories

Ding dong! I pressed the doorbell twice as I got in front the door. “Where is Christmas?” I asked as the door open. The maid look at me in her forehead knotted. “Are you Carlos?” “Yes, I am,” I replied. She took something out inside her maid uniform and give it to me. “Miss Christmas wants me to give it to you.” “What is this?” “She wrote it before they leave yesterday,” she answered casually that made my eyes widened. “They leave?! Where they did go?” “They were going to migrate in London that's all I know.” “What?”

CHRISTMAS DINNER SONG PLAYED: IT’S BEGINNING TO LOOK MORE LIKE CHRISTMAS — Micheal Buble. ~LAUREN'S POV~ I paced in my parent's living room, straightening the already perfectly arranged cushions for the fifth time. My mother bustled around in the kitchen, humming happily as she prepared her famous lasagna—the special recipe she only made for important occasions. "Lauren, honey, stop fidgeting," Mom called out. "You're going to wear a hole in my carpet."

“It’s too late in the season for us to begin to plan new Christmas activities for this year. If we want to look at doing something next year, that’s different. But there’s simply no way we can get everything you’re proposing done at this late date!” Brady, who was seated at a table off to the side of the council, opened his mouth to disagree, but before he could do so, Martha Davis spoke up. “With all due respect, Mr. Mayor, I disagree. It is clear that the people of Holiday Hills want these events--this Christmas. Each time they’ve been asked to donate, to participate, to do whatever the city needs to have done in order to make sure the events are a success, they have rallied behind the ide

There were carolers singing in the streets, and people were laughing and smiling as they carried packages home. What was this place? Who were these people? Where was his mansion? Andrew looked around, confused and a little afraid. Then, a kindly-looking woman approached him. "Welcome to Christmas Town," she said with a smile. "We know you wished for a family, and we've brought you here to show you what that might look like. Come, let me introduce you to some of the people here." She led him through the streets, introducing him to families and couples, all of whom were enjoying the holiday together. Andrew started to feel a little less lonely.

He squeezed my waist, holding my back to his chest, his head nuzzled into the crook of my neck. Mack let out a long breath. “Merry Christmas.” I giggled and covered his hands with mine. “I know we don’t need code phrases anymore, but when I ask for a Christmas shower, it means I want a repeat of what we just did.” He chuckled and kissed my cheek. “We’ve got a holiday theme going, don’t we?” “We’re just making our own traditions.” His arms tightened around me. “I like the sound of that. Are you hungry? I’ll make you breakfast.”

Chase said, his hand making circles through the baby's hair. "And we have so much to do, Mom, I don't want him to ruin the holidays. Chase brought two trees to decorate, one for in the house and one for in the barn. We're having our ranch Christmas celebration on the twenty-second, that's tomorrow night so we have a lot of decorating to do. I'll call and confirm the catering and plan on decorating the barn tonight and in the morning. We both have shopping to finish, then there's all the wrapping. If everyone does his or her job, Clint will be found and arrested soon. In the meantime, we continue with preparation." Lauren handed the baby to Chase who burped him while Lauren cleared the table.

I've always wanted to dance to this song with him, especially during this holiday season but he's never been interested. The song was interrupted by a notification and I wiped my hands on a towel as I picked up the phone. A smile formed on my face and my sour mood was immediately replaced by excitement. I had successfully booked us a beautiful spot on the largest cruise ship in Toronto for a month! Jax had always wanted to spend his holidays on a cruise ship like this one and I made sure that his wish came to pass this year. Yes, I'm crazy, I used my whole year's savings just for this. But who cares? Love is crazy, isn't it?

(FIVE YEARS AGO) (THIRD PERSON'S POV) (DECEMBER 25TH, 2019) It was the first time in five years that there would be a Christmas party hosted by the Hortons. It was the first Christmas party since Margo Horton's disappearance. The house was beautifully decorated and the rooms were colorfully fully lit to celebrate the season. For a family with only two members currently present, the mansion was filled with many people. All workers and close relatives.

On Christmas Eve, I finally dragged myself out to beg for food. The giant screen outside the mall was blasting headlines about Leon and Chloe. Apparently, to welcome Chloe to the family estate, Leon had dropped a ridiculous amount of money lighting up the entire city. Everything would go off at midnight. Under the screen, a kind shop owner handed me a bread roll. I scarfed it down, thanking him again and again. Didn't matter that I stayed tucked in a corner. Security still came over and chased me off. Night fell. My whole body shook as the last bit of warmth drained out of me.

Jennifer chuckled and retorted mockingly, "CEO? Do you really think she became CEO through her own abilities? Without Jeremiah and me backing her up, she's just a useless loser." Charles looked at Jennifer in disbelief. His eyes were filled with shock and anger. Annoyed by the noise, I told the bodyguards to drag the two of them farther away. I crouched alone by the seaside. The winter wind blowing from the ocean was icy and piercing. Little by little, I scattered Noelle's ashes into the sea. I said softly, "Today is Christmas, Noelle. It's also the day you were born. I'm letting you return to the ocean."