Mha Christmas Novels & Stories

My heart thudded. “Five!” I looked around. At my friends. At my father. At this house that no longer felt intimidating. Just full. “Four!” Alaric’s hand tightened slightly. “Three!” His breath brushed against my temple. “Two!” I smiled without even meaning to. “One!” “MERRY CHRISTMAS!” The room exploded into noise. Laughter. Cheers. Someone popped something that sounded suspiciously like a champagne cork. Malik tackled Alex onto the rug. Zendaya screamed happily.

"Um... I made a list..." She pulled out her cellphone and narrated the list to him. "Christmas tree, bells, reindeer, candles, candy canes, garland, stockings, wreaths, snow globes, and angels---" He chuckled. "Oof, you're going hard with this Christmas stuff" Hannah smiled solemnly. "It's the first Christmas dad and I are spending together after mom's death. He was never home on Christmas..." "I didn't mean it---" "And why aren't you all pumped up for Christmas? You're the mayor, don't you have a town to celebrate Christmas with."

"Like tonight will probably be some choir event with all the kids from the schools singing, and there will be a play from the local theater group. Another night will be contests like ice-sculpting, gingerbread houses, building and decorating snowmen, baking contests. Then the final night will be a huge festival with rides, ice skating, sledding, booth with food and games, and then they will light the huge christmas tree." "Wow that's...a lot." I laughed at the taken aback look on Knox's face. "It can be quite a lot but it's fun. The last night is the best though in my opinion." The closer we got to the market the more people we saw. To avoid running into a group of older ladies I veered into

I curled up with Chris in his bed as we watched a movie. He’s been worried about me over the past week, which I feel bad about. I hate worrying everyone. Chris surprised me with a home-cooked dinner and a movie; A Journey Back to Christmas, my favorite Christmas movie ever. I sighed as we watched, “What’s wrong?” Chris asked; I shook my head, but Chris was not about to take that for an answer. He paused the movie and straightened up, waiting for me to talk to him.

I saw a wolf who had just cleared the board. Jeffrey had left the previous evening after a friend called to say he was in town. That left just the three of us. Again. Me. Chloe. And the man who had spent the last forty-eight hours systematically stripping away every layer of my resistance. *** "Come on, Maya! Stop looking so gloomy. It's Christmas Eve!" Chloe's voice snapped me out of my trance. She was sitting cross-legged on the plush white rug in front of the massive stone fireplace, holding a glass of champagne.

I murmured in a dismissive tone, flipping through the pages of the proposal she was pitching which I'd already gone through the previous day and deemed worthy, if that weren't the case I wouldn't be sitting here and wasting my precious time. “I was saying, it would be a bonus to host Christmas sales at the mall and a small celebration in light of the coming holiday,” she started with a small smile and I tilted my head, watching her with a slightly narrowed gaze. “It would not only boost the company's income but also curb the rumors flying around about how you hate Christmas and everything it represents,” she finished and there was pin drop silence in the room.

I ask her. “Well, Halloween.” “I love Halloween. I like to dress up as a werewolf,” I say, making her laugh. “That’s also when all the scary movies are on TV.” “I’m not a big fan of the scary movies,” she says. “That’s okay, this time of year, some networks start showing the Christmas movies. Oh and you know what? I just remembered, there’s a HUGE Christmas display in the city. They have music, hot chocolate, lights, all of it. I’d love to take you there. We could make it a date night,” I say, watching her reaction.

she whispered again, but I pressed a thumb to her lips before she could say another word. “Waiting for me, Mae. And here I am, in the flesh, and considerably more satisfying than some words on a laptop screen, I assure you.” My eyes could have burned her alive. “Stretching your tight little pussy around my cock is going to be the best Christmas present of my life.” And there she was, the little minx behind the sweetness. I saw a flash of her in Mae’s pretty eyes. “And mine,” she breathed. “Please, Mr Douglas… it’ll be the best Christmas present of mine too…”

Arthur tells me. “What are your Christmas traditions?” Max asks; he’s finally back with us. “Ah, the Christmas spirit is designed for children. The joy of Christmas for adults is seeing the joy on the faces of the pack's pups. Every November, the adults come together to make an activity advent calendar for the pups. An example of this would be; on the 1st of the month, we decorate the pack land. On the 2nd, we hold our official secret Santa draw. On the 3rd, we write out our Christmas cards. On the 4th, we hold our Christmas fancy dress party, and we always put our Christmas trees up on the 13th. We include activities such as watching Christmas movies, Christmas cookie and cake baking, and a

They're simple dishes yet they have such intricate flavors. I could tell Alex made a lot of effort towards making sure that I would enjoy every item on the menu. The desert finally came. The waiter lifted the cloche and it revealed a small chocolate mouse cake garnished with orange peels and white chocolate as decoration. I grabbed the knife and proceeded to cut the mouse in half, but instead of cutting through, it cracked underneath the knife. I let it crumble and it revealed a velvet box underneath.