Miraculous Ladybug Christmaster Novels & Stories

Arthur and I join the others in the living room, where a beautiful Christmas tree stands, twinkling with lights and ornaments. We gather around, everyone smiling and chatting, waiting for the clock to strike twelve. There’s a sense of anticipation, and I can feel Arthur’s hand tighten around mine. Finally, the clock strikes midnight, and a cheer goes up. “Merry Christmas!” everyone calls out, exchanging hugs and kisses. Gifts are passed around, and the room fills with laughter and joy. After the gifts are exchanged, we all raise our glasses for a toast. Arthur’s father, a kind man with a twinkle in his eye, leads the toast.

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST *** . Miguel parked the car and I opened the door to step out. I'm guessing Genie must be asleep. We walked into the house and it was pitch dark. I held unto the papers tightly like my life depended on it. . the lights suddenly came on and we found grandpa sitting on the couch with a huge grin on his face. "Grandpa" I squealed running into his arms. he stood up to embrace me. "Bella" he breathed out "I've missed you"

“It’s perfect. Thank you.” Before we can say more, the door swings open, and Maz’s voice fills the air. “Merry Christmas!” she calls, bounding into the room with Big King and Robyn following close behind. The house suddenly feels full, alive with chatter and laughter. Maz swoops in to scoop up Baby Caleb, cooing over him while Big King claps Caleb on the shoulder and Robyn helps me set the table for dinner. The aroma of roasted meat and baked tarts fills the air as we pull out the food and set it up.

I trusted her, and I felt she could help me sort out this mess with my boss. "He said that? That you could get away with a fake marriage if you didn't get a license?" Mary asked as she brushed a strand of her lavender curls away from her face. She sat on one of our mismatched dining chairs, with one foot resting on the seat, sipping tea from a psychedelic coffee mug she had made in seventh grade. "Yes. Then he said how important the company was to him and that he would give me a bonus." I poured the cooked fettuccine into the colander and dumped it back into the pot.

Queen Seraphina laughed as she pointed towards Noel, who Miss Hart was holding, staring around, probably fascinated by the fluttering confetti. “It’s so beautiful and colorful, Grandmother!” Anabella, Elara’s oldest daughter, who was six years old, shouted cutely, clapping her hands. Her son, Nate, joined in catching the confetti, and it was truly a sight to see. “There, there!” Anabella shouted. “The flags are moving!” I leaned on my crutch, my eyes searching the distance until I saw the red and green Christmas flags being raised by a couple of people. “Beautiful,” I exclaimed.

"We're just messing with you, Miracle. Of course we understand your situation. Let's go in!" I pouted at them and they only laughed. We entered the event's place and I was amazed and surprised when I saw the room decorated with pink and blue. There is a beautifully arranged chair in the middle with balloons scattered and hanging around the place. There are cakes lined up on the table together with other food, sweets and gifts. "You guys. This is amazing! You didn't have to." I exclaimed emotionally because I was moved with their effort. "Of course we do! I'm their godmother!" Anna said loudly.

She just realized what was going on when she saw the red dress the maids prepared for her. 'Ohhh yeah! Today is Christmas day! And Max said he has a big present for me.' Erella thought. Then a sudden excitement filled her chest. Her mind was full of thoughts about what was Max's big present. Her mind went back to the present when Merry spoke. "Milady, you are all done!" Merry informed her while gesturing for the other maids to put the mirror in front of her. 'Ohhhh. They are already finished.' She thought.

I walk a little too eagerly for my own good to the entrance causing Jared to chuckle at me and nearly jog to keep up. Walking into club Magic causes me to have a brisk holiday jitter. My mother is a huge Christmas fanatic, but this is a lot, even for her. There are decorations everywhere. Green and red streamers, dancing Santa clauses, reindeer literally floating in the air. There are hundreds of sparkling lights hung up around and a large Christmas tree decorated with candy canes and small green and red bulbs. It looks like someone took Christmas and threw it up in here.

Camille’s gaze rested there, her eyes widening as she spotted macaroons, chocolate truffles, and towering cakes decorated with edible gold leaf. Not only that, but crystal flutes of champagne and colorful cocktails rested on trays nearby. “Hungry?” Christian asked. Camille tried to seem calm and dignified, but she could feel her stomach rumbling silently in protest, so she had no choice but to be honest. “Yes,” she said begrudgingly. “Then let’s go,” Christian said gallantly as he led her towards the buffet table. As they walked over, Camille couldn’t help but glance at him. She hadn’t taken a closer look earlier because she had been too self-conscious about her appearance and the media’s re

“a trigger for me. I wish I could still believe the best in people. Celine shook her head rapidly like she was shaking off an evil spirit. “Let’s start over, shall we? Screw those witches and their diabolical plans.”, her voice quavered but her smile was sincere. Sebastian gave her a wobbly smile back. “Merry Actual Christmas Baby.”, she said. “Merry Actual Christmas.”, Sebastian said and beamed back at her. “Do you have my present with you?”, Sebastian asked. Celine dove off-screen and came back with an elegantly wrapped little box.