Michael Jackson Christmas Novels & Stories

She stood at the corner, arms folded, smile sharp as a glass ornament. Jace straightened instantly. I stepped back so fast I nearly tripped. Bianca’s gaze flicked between us — my swollen lips, his disheveled hair, the distance that wasn’t nearly enough. Her smile widened slowly. “Oh,” she said lightly. “This is going to be… fun.” And just like that… I knew: Christmas was about to get a whole lot worse.

"And, this is my belated Christmas gift to you." When I accepted the license from him, I realized it was for a flower shop he'd opened for me, right in the middle of Coralsville. I hugged the license to my chest and looked at him, unaware of the tears streaming down my face. Louis scooped me into an embrace. "You're a grown woman. What's with all the tears?" he teased. As he spoke, he leaned down gently toward me. My tears melted into his kiss. … A few days later, my company notified me that the previous incident had been thoroughly investigated and that I had indeed not leaked any company data.

Christmas break was just around the corner. A high school group chat that had been dead for years suddenly became lively again. Messages flooded in by the hundreds within minutes. Some people talked about how excited they were to reunite, while others sighed nostalgically about how beautiful those years had been. The class president sent me a private message again, insisting that I attend no matter what. I had ignored every invitation before, but this time, I agreed. Because I wanted to see what they looked like once they failed and had nothing left.

I look down at her peaceful face and I decide I like her a lot better with her mouth shut. Yanking myself back to the present, I realize that the only option available to me is parked seven cars across, the key sitting in my soiled breast pocket. “Merry fucking Christmas to me.”

“Alright, I’ll let you go.” “Let?” I hissed. “It’s so easy…” I smacked him again.n“When will you be back?” “I don’t know. A few days after Christmas. Do you have plans for the holiday?” It didn’t seem like he interacted with anyone on a daily basis. I didn’t see him take phone calls or messages. Michael seemed to be the only person he had. “My crew and I will go out drinking our tradition.” “Who’s this crew?” “Some of my buddies. We do business together.”

"Somebody's at the door, Flynn." "Oh, for God's sake, I'll just drop everything and get it myself," said Maggie, tossing down potholders in exasperation. Maggie flung open the door to find Michael standing in the hallway. He grinned sheepishly. "Merry Christmas, Mags." She blinked, confused. "Michael, I…I mean, Merry Christmas. But what…Shouldn't you be in St. Bart's?" "I got snowed in. My flight was canceled. I have a charter later on, but I thought I'd stop by here. Do you have room for another orphan?"

"What now? Family will notice if we're gone too long." Jake nuzzled my neck. "We'll figure it out. But this Christmas, you're getting more than gifts. You're getting me. All of me." I smiled, heart full, body sated.

There was this event set aside for couples only. People would show up with their love, play games, eat, and have fun. It's a lively thing that happens every Christmas evening. To others, it was just a show, but for me, it was more than that…it was the day I wanted Jax to fall on his knees and beg me to come back. Although he had, that wasn't enough because I still see him with Eleanor. I want Eleanor out of his life. I rushed towards the door without thinking I clicked the door open. A lady stepped in without notifying me.

Christmas day came and pass as well as new year with Michael spending it by staying at home or stalking Sasha. He had went with her to her parents home for Christmas, well, if he said he went with her, he meant by staying inside his car outside the house. He finds it difficult to approach her, not that he didn't want to but that he was afraid she might not want to see him and he don't think he can take seeing contempt in her eyes when she look at him.

Looking into Chris's eyes, Jessica suddenly remembered something amusing. "The holidays are coming, and Jason’s shooting is about to end. A few days ago, Michael came to visit the set and asked if I would spend the New Year with him. Isn't that funny?" It really was a bit funny. What status did Jessica have to spend New Year with Michael? "According to Michael, he wouldn't return to the Hall family’s residence. He said he would spend the New Year with Jordan at my place, sounding so pitiful that you'd think I was the reason he had no home to go to."