Novel Gifts Novels & Stories

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?’

"I know he wants to make me feel better and he's probably used to showering girls with gifts, but I don't know. Is it wrong to feel overwhelmed by those too?" Having told Victor that she enjoyed the gifts to spare his feelings, he retained that information to reproduce it tenfold. Every day more and more gifts appeared. They ranged from clothes to jewelry to books; anything he knew she enjoyed. If she left the apartment for five minutes, she would return to them on the bed, making her wonder if his people were entering through the windows.

A soft knock came on the half open door and I moaned, not in the mood to talk to anybody. “Come in,” she permitted and the door was pushed fully open by a maid carrying a handful of gifts. I sat up when I saw the new batch of gifts and I didn't know how I felt about it. “We don't have room for more gifts,” I complained but still got up to relieve her of her burden. “Where am I going to keep all—” “Sorry for interrupting you, Luna but the gifts are not for the kids. They are for you.” I went quiet and looked down at the gifts in my arms. There was a box of chocolate in the bag and I pushed the crinkly nylon back to sniff at the beautiful white roses.

At noon, a Hundred-Year Ice Lotus from the Snowpeak Mountains arrived. "A holy relic for healing female wolves. The Alpha said you would like it." I refused it. In the afternoon, it was Elven Berries from the Old Continent. At night, a priceless bottle of Stardust Wine. Each gift was rarer and more expensive than the last. I rejected every single one. This went on for a week. Cade acted like a madman, sending a flood of treasures as if they could buy my forgiveness. On the seventh day, he came himself.

He placed the gift at my feet. “It is much appreciated,” I said to him. More gifts came. From a gray haired woman, I’d gotten a handcrafted violin, from a little girl, a good-luck bracelet to always keep me safe and I’d found that incredibly adorable, from one of the Commanders, a pure white stallion, From a pack soldier, a self-made painting of myself. My father had gifted me a box of jewelry which had once belonged to Nellrose, my late mother and that brought tears to my eyes. Gideon had presented a diamond necklace and Katalier had gifted me a small, elegantly crafted dagger.

A brand new heirloom made from actual Jasper mineral and a full wardrobe of clothes and then a Lamborghini's car key wrapped in a blue ribbon. “Dad? Who owns these gifts? ” Her heart jumped with happiness while brushing off her eyes on the gifts. Her mind raced to her thoughts that the Young Master finally noticed her that was why he sent these gifts to her. Her mouth widened as more gifts came into the dining room that the whole place was occupied with.

They hung little ornaments—some handmade—and exchanged gifts wrapped in newspaper. Lydia gave Gabriel a framed photo of their wedding day, with a handwritten note: “Thank you for choosing me every day.” Gabriel’s gift to her was a charm bracelet with tiny symbols—each one representing a memory: A book for the day they met, a music note for their late-night sing-alongs, a key for their first home. That night, as they curled up under a shared blanket, the city’s fireworks lit up the sky, and Gabriel whispered, “This—us—it’s my favorite story.”

Adam said and smiled She handed him the gift and spoke: - I would like you to open my present now, and I would like you to tell me what you think about it and if you like it. - Now? Adam asked and continued:- Can't it be later? - I would like for you to open it now, please, Alice said. - Okay, sweetie pie. Adam said and unwrapped the gift. He was dumbfounded, unable to believe what he was seeing. Her gift left him speechless, it was the most wonderful thing he had ever received, he was a collector of old books, and this was a big deal for him because his mate had bought him the gift he always wanted.

What if technologies have to be questioned once? What will be the cost? What? Her mom also gifted her a beautiful handmaid beautiful Mermaid gown. Her best friends also gifted her gifts based on her preference and so on... In total, Jemmy got so many luxurious gifts that she won't be able to use up in ten years. That's how many gifts she got. [ A/N: Lucky Jemmy. If you noticed, I left a hint somewhere near the end of the chapter. What do you think Guys? Were you guys able to decode those messages?]

Ava tried to join in, saying something about how eighteen was such a big year, but every time she spoke Mum’s shoulders went tight, like someone had yanked a string on her back. I watched it all, feeling that twist in my chest again. Like I was sitting in the audience watching a play where everyone else knew the script except me. Then the gifts started. Saphira got this pretty silver necklace that looked exactly like the kind Mum always wore, plus a long letter in Mum’s handwriting that made Saphira’s eyes go shiny when she read the first line. Dad gave both of us our first cars and we loved it. Mom also handed her the latest iPhone in her favorite color and gave me white one, guess she didn