Novel Gifts Novels & Stories

The dinner table fell into a dead silence. “Sweetheart, come with me.” Mom led me to the backyard and pushed open the storage room door. In the corner were more than a dozen neatly stacked cases of the exact same whisky. Some were damp and moldy, others were covered in cobwebs. These were all the New Year’s gifts I had my husband, Kevin Zane, buy over the past three years. “W-What is this?” My voice came out dry. My throat was tight.

"I'm the guest of honor. I don't have to." "That's not how it works." "It's how it works today." Olivia laughed. She handed Emma a glass of non-alcoholic champagne. "To you. To Nick. To Hope." Emma's eyes filled with tears. "To Hope." They drank. --- The gifts were overwhelming. Clothes and blankets and toys and books. A handmade quilt from Eleanor. A silver rattle from Daniel. A collection of classic children's books from Rachel — Goodnight Moon, Where the Wild Things Are, The Very Hungry Caterpillar.

<<65>> * God never delays without a purpose. * **** ------ Mira. ------ I wasn't expecting much, so was completely blown away when being showered with multiple gifts. Evielyn gifted me a diamond necklace with a red love shaped pendant. It was simple, yet priceless. Nanny gifted me a pack of hair clips and a set of pajamas. I received several miscellaneous items from my classmates and schoolmates which was very sweet. It was only after the gifting ceremony did I notice Jose's absence. Where could he have gone? I wondered looking around desperately.

Gifts and Belonging (Lucas' POV) I watched Isabella move through the Great Hall, accepting gifts from each pack member who approached. A carved wolf figurine. A woven bracelet in Frostveil's colors. A painted stone with protective symbols. A leather bookmark. A small clay pot. Each one handmade. Personal. Given with genuine affection. She was overwhelmed, I could see it in how her hands shook slightly as she thanked each giver. In how her eyes kept getting glossy with unshed tears. In how carefully she held each gift like it was precious treasure.

Vincent and Elijah appear, standing in the doorway, scanning my room, which is messy from torn wrapping paper. “The royal wolves seem to have started these silly traditions,” Elijah mutters, half complaining. “But it must be entertaining for Queen Delilah, my king. I think it’s good that the royal wolves are greeting her before the coronation,” Vincent responds. “If you think this could harm me,” I pause, “I will return them, my king. It’s hard, to be honest, because the gifts are lovely and luxurious. Perfume, jewelry, bags, shoes, and someone even sent a home theater system.

After celebratory hugs and greetings, she glanced at Nova and Charlotte and they nodded agreement. Nova stepped forward. “We girls have a few gifts for the important people in our lives. We wanted to do this now, before dinner, since we’re way too impatient to wait any longer.” She grinned, causing everyone to laugh at her unapologetic statement. They each stepped forward and started handing out the small gift boxes. Ember handed one each to Richard and Cordelia, Dad and Mom, Alpha Denzel and Luna Cindy and to Calum and Ilene, Leo and Oliver and finally she handed the last gift to Ash, who seemed confused, since she usually couldn’t keep a secret from him.

"Grandpa, I brought you some gifts. I wasn’t sure what you like, so I bought a few things like food and daily essentials." "This is 50-year-old wild ginseng from Handel Mountain." "This is a sugar-free snack from Sandrigal City." "And this is a fleece vest." Mr. Zorion’s eyes twitched slightly as he glanced at the pile of gifts on the coffee table. There were so many items that it looked more like a mini grocery store. The gifts Mr. Zorion typically received were expensive, like antiques or rare collectibles. He wasn’t used to such practical gifts. But Edward was certainly an interesting character.

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.

"Hannah, look—so innocent yet alluring. It's perfect for me, isn't it?" I had gifted it to her because she loved it. My hands shook as I picked up the delicate, nearly transparent cloth. My throat closed up, and my head spun. The doubt I'd buried deep inside finally broke free. Confusion and pain crashed over me. Before I could even think, the violent sound of colliding cars split the air. Then, blackness swallowed me whole.

“I don’t know… was just a bit weird since I know you liked reading so much. But everything sort of clicked when you told me you used to live in here. Thought you might want some new things to read instead.” ...He was trying to give me a gift. Or... sort of. It was a gift, in a weird ‘probably stole these from the library’ kind of way. And they were definitely from the library. I recognised all the titles immediately, could even almost remember exactly where they would be placed on the shelves. After all, I’d already read all of these books too. ...However, the sentiment was there and I appreciated it. Building good rapport with Aleric was only going to work in my favour for the future.