Miraculous Ladybug Christmaster Novels & Stories

From a small tape deck—Emily hadn’t seen one of those in ages—Jim Nabors crooned Christmas classics, only there was no room left to roast those chestnuts over the open fire. “No doubt what day it is when you come in my house,” Mama Metcalf said. Her cheeks had a natural flush. Emily wondered if the old woman had been dipping into some spiked eggnog, and if so, for the love of all things holy, when would she please share. “We brought you a present,” Lucette said, holding the gift out. The wrapping was sloppy with excessive mounds of tape holding the edges down, but Lucette had insisted on wrapping it herself.

“You wish. Here does not feel like Christmas, so let us go shop for Christmas trees, flowers, and lots of roses.” “Put those clothes down. Let us go.” I was about to drag her out, but she stopped me. “We do not celebrate Christmas around here, Lisa.” Huh? What was she saying? I noticed that she was twisting her fingers. She only does that when nervous. Are they pagan? That explains it. “Here is the Silvercrest Dominion pack, the strongest of all packs. My father is the Alpha… we are werewolves, Lisa. It is high time I come out of my closet.”

Ella: As the clock struck 12 on Christmas Eve, I made a wish asking God to send me my saviour and bless my parent’s souls. After attending the midnight mass, we come out of the church to be welcomed by tiny little flakes of snow colouring the whole landscape of this city. There was something so magical about this season, it brought out the best in me! We came home to a brightly decorated house which took me almost a month of planning and execution. The string lights and the star of Bethlehem sparkled amongst tiny balls of cotton resembling snow at the bottom of the tree.

The third room is locked. I stand in front of the locked door for a long moment, hand on the handle, knowing this is important. Why lock a door in your own home unless you're hiding something? I move on before I get caught. The hallway opened into a massive living area, all windows and modern furniture and that enormous Christmas tree I saw when I first woke up. Presents are stacked underneath, wrapped in silver and white. I wonder if any of them are real or if they're just props in the set design of our supposed perfect life.

I was going to find time to tell dad about mum’s message later too. A sudden voice caught me off guard that instant. “Look! The Alpha’s awake! Our curse has been freed by Luna Audrey.” There were cheers immediately. +Sometime around Christmas+ “We wish you a Merry Christmas. We wish you a Merry Christmas. We wish you a Merry Christmas and a happy new year….” Sung the citizens in the Red Walker pack happily. I was so glad everything had changed now. There were no more dark outfits, banning of anything related to Christmas. In fact, Bane had announced this himself. Although it was after I relayed the message from his mum and dad.

“Oh my stars.” I openly gaped at the magic that was swirling around. A mere lightshow. A low grade ability that even I can do flawlessly. Nonetheless, I believe it was still something to marvel at. Magic was a sight to see. No matter how small. “Amazing isn’t it?” Sungul grinned proudly, “To know that you’ll soon have a familiar in your grasp.”

“Thank you for helping me to find my song again. And I promise, I’ll never lose it again.” The choir began to sing, “Oh Holy Night,” and Melody sang along letting the music fill her heart and radiate from inside her for all the world to hear. With the arm of the man she loved around her and his precious child perched on her lap, she knew she’d found the true meaning of Christmas. It wasn’t magic that brought them together, it was a Christmas miracle, the kind that can happen with a leap of faith, music in the air, and the innocence of a child. Turning his head to the side, Michael asked, “Miss Melody, are you an angel?”

“Now drink up…” “How is it that I don’t notice these things until the last minute?” Siel asked aloud, sipping from the large, steaming porcelain mug. The kids came back and then hugged V. They seemed to be tired, but right then, a familiar voice suddenly called out… “Hello, everyone! Welcome to our bonfire’s storytelling time!”, Myron announced in a louder and much more animated tone than his usual CEO’s Personal Assistant voice. “We have chosen ten stories from all of those that were submitted this Christmas, and we will be performing the selected ones in two parts. My beautiful wifey, Raquel, will help me with the voices and sound effects.”

"You shouldn't. Lana is absolutely fine, nothing is going to happen to her so stop worrying dear" "I hope so. When is her Christmas party coming up" "Its on the 25th by 12 noon" First lady Samantha said, giving her husband a gentle smile. "I'll have to double the security at the venue, I wouldn't want there to be any trouble" "There won't be any problem Freddie, you worry too much" "She's our only child Sam, I've got to protect her with everything I have" the President said, lightly tapping his fingers on the table.

Rubby’s POV. I came back from the gym to meet my parents standing in front of the tv like they have seen a ghost. “Mom?” I walked closer and caught a glimpse of the screen. “Abj’s new CEO reveals her true identity. Mira Greg”. I cleaned my eyes to make sure I was seeing properly. Like a wind, it struck me. “I have waited for this,sister”. “What in Free city is this manipulation”. I yelled. “Mom, she is Mira”. I almost lost balance.