Michael Jackson Christmas Novels & Stories

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."

"I love every single part of you, Michael Jackson. I love your wild wolf and your big heart, and I will stay with you forever." Jone leans his male body against his husband on the soft animal skins of the couch later that night, smiling as he sends out a wide mind-link message to all the neighboring packs with two simple words: Jone Jackson. Michael sends out his own loud mind-link right after, sharing a memory of them kissing at the Sacred Gathering Ground. His message is super short but makes Jone's heart go crazy: Mine. Always and forever. Suddenly, lots of happy mind-links start crashing into Jone's head from the Hale Moonfang Pack. All his brothers and sisters-in-law are sending beautif

"I thought you said he was in Tokyo." "He was," she said breezily. "But he flew back early. Said something about wanting a 'quiet family Christmas.' Which is weird, because usually he spends the holidays merging companies and destroying his rivals." She laughed, a bubbly sound that bounced off the cold walls. "But hey, maybe he’s having a mid-life crisis. More presents for us, right?" My heart stopped. He was here. Silas King was here. I suddenly felt like the air in the room had been sucked out by a vacuum. If I had known he was going to be physically present in the lodge, I would have thrown myself out of the moving Uber on the way up the mountain.