Novel Gifts Novels & Stories

During this particular night, however, things were particularly strange. Most of the gifts were for Nicole while the rest were for Mr. Riddle Sr., with no mentions of his name at all. Furthermore, there were quite a number of powerful families from the other cities present as well. Dillon did not know them personally, but they were so well-known that Dillon could not summon the guts to approach them. All of the gifts they had presented consisted of precious and rare items. The prices were also astronomical. "What is going on, honey?" Miley asked, her fading smile growing stiffer by the second.

They had been very thoughtful. After the game and drinks, the gifting process began. Pack members brought me gifts first, hand-knitted jumpers and sweaters, small shoes and baby products. In cute blue, green, purple, white and silver shades. I accepted every gift with gratitude and love for they were very precious to me. “Luna, I hope you birth a healthy pup and bless our alpha with many more,” an elderly woman gave her blessings, placing her hand on my head. “Your prayers are all that I need,” I replied in appreciation.

"I'm Gwendolyn Falsimmo, and my gift is a pair of pearls. Happy birthday, Mr. Norwood." "I'm Sinistra Clancy, from Silverton's Ivy Commerce. My gift is a McLaren. Happy birthday, Mr. Norwood." "I'm Mirabel Constance, and my gift is an ancient recipe. Happy birthday, Mr. Norwood." … The gifts quickly turned into a sizable pile.

I’d known it was too much to hope the initial visit from Alex Darte was the last I’d see of Caleb, so I wasn’t surprised when the persistent bastard sent more gifts. Each day, a different gift was delivered to my office, each as extravagant and superficial as the roses—designer jewelry, high-end perfumes, branded handbags, clothes and shoes, gift cards for exclusive spa weekends, tickets to high-end opera or Broadway shows. I threw away or burned every single gift, but they just kept coming. Surprisingly, instead of fury, Kade reacted in a different way—he sent gifts of his own. The first one was a mug with the brand ‘Alpha’s favorite’ on it. Along with it was a note: Kade’s, not Caleb's.

I even told Cade that I would be willing to get made up in drag if it made Nova smile and laugh. Wednesday, I finished up any and all last minute details and confirmed everything with everyone. I also dropped off the gift that I got them. It’s nothing major, just a silver pinky ring and matching necklace with their birthstone,(opal) and an amethyst in a decorative scrolling design, but I hope they like it. The other thing I have for them is less material and I dug it out from under my old bed and placed it on top so that I can share my first poems that I wrote back in Junior High School with my love.

"Honey, I just found out I have to go on a week-long business trip. It's so last minute that I can't spend our anniversary with you. There are also some problems with the company's cash flow, so could you transfer me $100 million?" I sneered and looked at the familiar figure in the jewelry store, replying, "Sure, but there's a transfer document that needs your signature. I'll send you the soft copy!" He immediately hung up the call. Looking at the signed contract, I got out of the car and headed straight for the jewelry store. As soon as I entered, I saw Queenie Steward, the heiress of the Steward family, sitting in the VIP room. When she saw me come in, a trace of disgust flashed in her eye

She thought about three new gifts in a world where gifts had been dying for decades. She thought: this is why. Not instead of the cost. Alongside it. Both things, always both things, and the job of carrying them without letting either one erase the other. She cried for a while. She let herself do that completely. Then she folded the message and put it with the other things she kept—the journals, the letter from Lena's first formal correspondence, the piece of pressed flower from the homestead chest—and she went to find Cain and tell him about the three new gifts.

Even through the fabric, you could see the insane size of it. My heart started hammering, and I could already feel myself getting wet between my legs. I forced myself to act calm as I welcomed them in. Kian smiled and said in broken Selric, "Mrs. Tarell, this is a present for you." I hadn't expected a gift at my son's birthday. I opened it. Inside was a seven-inch thick adult toy. My face went burning red in an instant. Kian had no filter, giving me something like that. Was he hinting at something?

I ask Anhuphama to bring our daughter's gift first because she is being the most impatient one right now. "Here is your present piccolo from me." I say and hand her the wrapped gift which she takes happily. Mr. Ganguly helps her in opening the gift and when she does her eyes sparkle with bliss. I have given her a pair of custom made shoes and a brand new collection of Barbie dolls. "Thank Papa much. Me lub you." She lets out with a toothy smile. I put her on my lap and kiss her on the nose. "I love you too my cute princess." I reply. It's my first time sharing gifts with others on Christmas because earlier I used to think that these traditions are useless. But after marrying Anhuphama I have

Ours. Gifts and all.