Nicktoons Christmas Novels & Stories

Underneath: wrapped gifts, one big box for Nkem, small ones for everyone else. Adanna and Kelechi had flown in three days ago—first family Christmas in Toronto. Nkem, now eleven, ran around in socks, eyes wide at the snow. “Uncle Chino! It dey fall like magic!” Chino laughed, pulled her into a hug. “Na magic. But cold magic. Come, wear your coat.” Mama and Papa joined on video—tablet propped on the table, Onitsha living room behind them, Christmas carols playing low. Mama’s face filled the screen, smile wide. “Chino! Liam! Nkem! Merry Christmas, my people!”

Astrid asked while setting another plate on the table for the guest. “Change of plans,” he replied after getting himself a wooden chair nearby. “Why?” “Well, I just realized that this is gonna be our first Christmas together, you know...Luna, me and you.” “But how about...Audrey? It is your first Christmas together as well, isn’t it?” Bullet shrugged and sat down. “Just like what Luna said, Christmas is all about family.” ~~ “FIVE, four, three, two, one! Merry Christmas!” As the countdown ended, they all greeted each other with an embrace and a kiss. Martha and Lukas kissed each other while Luna hugged both Bullet and Astrid while standing on the chair in the middle of them.

Nikki POV Spending time with my friends is nice. They do help the ache in my heart lesson for a short period of time. I mean who wouldn’t laugh at the sight of the future leadership of our pack doing the Thriller dance along with the actors on screen in the movie “13 going on 30”. The better part of that was watching Jonas eyeballing Tatum when he recites “Is he an Arthur or a Martha?” with the character Mr. Kneeland.

There would soon be presents and cookies. There was every reason to be happy and content. But, all she could think about was Nathan. So, she sat on the floor in front of the fire and drank rum. It was her annual place to sit on Christmas Eve. Holly and Mark had already watched the old Claymation version of Rudolf the Red-Nosed Reindeer. Now they would exchange books as was their tradition.

He asked as he pulled my chin up. "I know maybe I still need time for that.” I sighed and he hugged me. Hugging me tightly and kissed the top of my head. "I thought you were still into Xander because if you do I already think about what's the best way to kill him." He said and I chuckled. It's our turn to get into the ferris wheel and we sit together. It slowly going up. "What do you wish for Christmas this year?" Nic asked and I smiled thinking about it. "There's so much I want this Christmas." I turned to him.

I stand alone on the icy field, turning back every few minutes to look at the road behind me. When my hands grow numb from the cold, I scroll my social media feed and see a recent post from my younger sister, Giada Soave. Holding gifts in her arms, she sits beneath a luxurious crystal Christmas tree with my parents embracing her from both sides. Ivano stands behind her with his hand resting lightly at her waist and his eyes full of tenderness. The caption reads, "Merry Christmas, I'm grateful to spend the holiday with those who love me most!" The comments section buzzes with blessings, praise, and envious messages.

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.

You're family really does go all out on Christmas Eve." Knox said as soon as we got to my room for the night. "I did give you a warning earlier." After Lucas and Annie won Pictionary, we moved to a game the girls could play. We ended up playing Uno, Old Maid and Go Fish for the next hour and a half until both parents announced it was time to take the girls home. They of course didn't want to leave but as soon as the word Santa was said they were out the door.

I would give my all to trade places with him, to have a shot of that eternity with her. While looking at Sinclair, memories of the past all played in my mind like a CD. It was Cassandra wearing a Santa Claus’ costume early in the morning, mischief was dancing in her eyes, as she greeted me a loud ‘Merry Christmas’. Before that, she filled the house with Christmas tree, with glittering lights, gifts, and who could forget about the socks she hung all over the living room? All the socks had handwritten letters in them for me and Nick about the reasons why she loved us. And then she read them in front of us while blushing.

My brother―in―law talked too much. — Explain yourself Ricardo Marcondes — Manu demanded. —You 'll see each other soon,— I joked. I had to put up with the anxiety of my two girls, thanks to Andrew's big tongue. But it didn't take long for the big moment to arrive. On a big screen located inside the house, we show photos of our best moments, from when we were children. Our games, birthday parties, school and our achievements. The trips we took together and some moments we lived after I returned to Brazil. All this with the song Love Me Like You Do by the singer Ellie Goulding. It was their favorite song. They were holding hands, facing the screen and were moved by each image that passed. But n