Novel Gifting Novels & Stories

Not wanting to be scolded, she made sure they got matching shoes, for the outfits. Adeline had thought about it, she did not want to stay idle in the room all the time. She would rather work and make money. One of the reasons she got herself a laptop was to update her novels. Her books needed updating, and her readers were already clamoring for new chapters. She had withdrawn entirely, the period her Papa fell ill. Now she has a laptop, she would continue her writing. Making money this way gave her a sense of security and self-sufficiency.

“We have a feast now.” After dinner, we exchanged our gifts. Noah opened the book first, a worn paperback copy of a science fiction novel he had mentioned wanting to read. He turned it over in his hands, his thumb tracing the creased spine with a gentleness that made my throat tight. Then the pencils, then the coffee, each gift received with the same careful wonder, as if he could not quite believe that someone had chosen something specifically for him. "Your turn," he said, and he handed me a small box wrapped in brown paper and tied with a piece of red string.

The last thing I needed right now was unnecessary attention being drawn to me. Marcus cleared his throat, aware that I was considering his words. “A small gesture might make things better,” he spoke up. “A gift, that is a good idea. Something thoughtful.” I raised an eyebrow. “A gift?” “Yes.” The word was odd to me because I had never given her anything before. But that seemed like a good idea. I sighed through my nostrils as I leaned back in my chair. “Fine, prepare a gift.” Marcus bowed. “Yes, Alpha.”

To see Gift be that warm to him was a bit awkward and he got flustered. “I’m not looking at anyone else but you, am I not?” “Oh, of course yes.” “Nice jacket you have on.” “Oh, my mom bought it for me after the parent’s evening. She was so proud of the reviews I got from the teachers and… Oh, um… You’re only saying that because you want it. Mom’s gonna kill me but you can have it…” Goblin began undressing himself off the black leather jacket—he was going to give it to Gift because that was how things usually were.

Maximum use is three times. “They say that Beginner’s gifts are from their department heads so… what kind of thing are they wishing me with the scent assaulter?” Dina thought out loud with a chuckle. How naughty~. “Do not misunderstand host, all gifts are beneficial only for the mission,” Zero cautioned. “Yeah, yeah.” Dina answered while rolling her eyes, typical Zero, always so broody~. ‘However, they really were generous, a rare type item along with two noble type? Fucking amazing, as expected of my influence hahaha,’ Dina thought with a wicked smile.

Gavin immediately asked, “Mr. Gibson, were you considering preparing a gift for Ms. Stone as well?” “She wouldn’t accept it.” Felix lowered his gaze, a trace of gloom flashing through his eyes. Gavin understood at once. A gift that wouldn’t be accepted would only make the recipient uncomfortable. In that case, not giving one was actually better. Around noon, Gavin placed the limited-edition gift on Felix’s desk. At a time like this, it made more sense for Felix to personally give the gift to Mia.

The assistant handed him a small, elegantly wrapped package and waited for further instructions. Blake took the package, admiring the craftsmanship. It was a rare, leather-bound edition of Emily’s favorite novel, a touch he knew she’d notice. The title gleamed in embossed gold lettering, and her initials shone in a delicate script across the bottom right corner. This wasn’t just a gift; it was a gesture of intimacy, of understanding. It was the kind of gift that only someone who knew her, who valued her deeply, would send. And the note slipped inside was as carefully crafted as the gift itself:

After saying that he got up and left, but he didn’t take the things with him. After he left, I opened the gift that he sent over. I was surprised. ‘Was this still considered a just some gifts?’ Such a big ginseng should be at least a few hundred years old. I had never seen it before. There was also this old wine that had been stored for decades, and this worm grass of excellent quality. These things were expensive if put in the store to sell. ‘Is this Mr. Garcia crazy to give such a valuable gifts?’ ‘I don’t know what method Ailina used, but I don’t want any deaths in the future?’

Xander only answered as he face Giselle and fixed how she seat. " You should not do that pose on the table, It's disrespectful " Xander muttered that made Giselle giggle. " Too serious" Giselle said as she looked at the HeadMaster and watched the gifts being given. All the gifts that are given to the HeadMaster are all expensive and luxurious. If it's not made of gold it will be made of diamond and other expensive stones. " What a lucky" Giselle murmured " I bet your Grandfather has a big full room of treasures because of the gifts he always receives every year" Giselle said out of nowhere that made Xander chuckle.

"She's your sister-in-law, after all, and Alvin was gone too soon. Since we're all family, I thought it'd be nice if she became our baby's godmother. What do you think?" I looked him dead in the eye. There wasn't a single shred of guilt in them. He had somehow managed to dress up a shameful affair with his widowed sister-in-law—and their illegitimate child—as nothing more than a benevolent husband showing compassion to a grieving widow. "Sure." I nodded apathetically. Craig nodded in satisfaction before turning around and picking up a thermal flask. He then headed out to get some water. My gaze drifted to the postpartum mesh underwear on my nightstand. It was Verna's size.