Omori Christmas Novels & Stories

He knew they’d both remember this evening for a long time, and once he realized that Melody was standing next to him now, he knew it would be a night he would never forget. For the next thirty minutes, they stood together on the edge of the sidewalk watching streams of floats, another marching band, cars, horses, and all sorts of Christmas characters come by. Whenever anyone threw candy, Michael instinctively dove for it, even though after he pocketed a few pieces, Reid made sure he gave the rest to the other children around them. When a gingerbread house float complete with faux gumdrops and white icing came by, Michael laughed with glee. But nothing compared to his expression at the very e

“My friend Jen was talking about some private investor from Indianapolis who’s in town right now, trying to get a feel for how we do Christmas at Christmas Falls. She heard he’s considering buying a few properties and fixing them up. For what, she didn’t say, but he doesn’t seem like the sort of big, greedy corporate fair you’re trying to avoid. Maybe you should talk to him.” “Maybe you should worry about your own self,” Memory said back without turning her head, and Kirsten sighed loudly while Bryce told her to let it go, prompting Lorelei to break into the theme song from Frozen which had them all laughing, including Memory, despite her frustration at her sister’s suggestion. Memory watche

_Aria's POV_ I looked at the calendar on the wall. The date looked back at me and my stomach tightened. The dreaded day would come soon. It was the twenty-fourth of December today and the memory still sat fresh in my throat. I could taste it like old blood. I could see the lights and hear the sirens. I remembered what happened three years ago. I remembered everything. I had been looking for scissors to open the Christmas presents when I noticed the black file lying in the corner of the sofa. It did not belong there. The living room was too neat for loose papers. I frowned and set the wrapping aside.

Jingle finished last, pulling from her mouth to cum across her tits, white ropes mixing with their saliva on her swollen pink nipples. They collapsed around her, bodies tangled on the rug, the fire's warmth chasing the chill. Santa kissed her forehead, Jingle nuzzled her neck, Frost traced her hip, real men, flawed and fond, in the magic of the night. "Merry Christmas, Dory," Santa murmured, voice thick with emotion. She smiled, spent and throbbing, the fantasy alive in her veins. "Best gift ever."

Christmas break was just around the corner. A high school group chat that had been dead for years suddenly became lively again. Messages flooded in by the hundreds within minutes. Some people talked about how excited they were to reunite, while others sighed nostalgically about how beautiful those years had been. The class president sent me a private message again, insisting that I attend no matter what. I had ignored every invitation before, but this time, I agreed. Because I wanted to see what they looked like once they failed and had nothing left.

One of a baby—Audrey, it had to be Audrey—with a small headband and a toothless grin. But no Annie. It hurt, even though she understood why. The Christmas tree stood in the corner, exactly where it always had been. It was real—Mrs. Morales had always insisted on a real tree, said the smell was part of what made Christmas special—and it was covered in ornaments that Annie recognised. The glass ball ornaments are in jewel tones. The wooden nativity scene ornaments that Mr Morales's mother had made. The felt ornaments looked handmade and slightly crooked because Daryl had made them in Sunday school when he was little.

Maze muttered picking up a glass of water and putting her lips on the edge of the glass, and drank from the glass. "Come on say it...If it's not that confidential," Fergus teased. Veronica spoke before Maze could speak. "But I know what I want from Santa this year," Veronica exclaimed excitedly eyeing Orion from the corner of her eyes. "And you don't have to tell that. I think we all already know what you want as your Christmas gift?" Imogen sarcastically said keeping his eyes fixed on Orion. Orion rolled his eyes and overlooked all the stares that he was receiving surrounding him.

We dance. We tell stories—no magic details for the mortals, just the good parts. Remy and I sneak off to the ridge overlooking the springs. The moon is full. The crown hums soft. **Remy:** “Best Christmas yet?” **Celeste:** “Best everything yet.” He kisses me slow. The pack howls in the distance—joy, not warning. The system pings once, gentle: *Holiday Buff Extended: Pack Home Zone – All Stats +30% (Permanent in Calder Territory).*

Her record was eight, all with Kenji, back when she had just entered high school. “I want to see the Aomori Nebuta Festival!” Akiko made another demand. The festival was held annually, but it was far away in Aomori—the northernmost tip of Japan’s main island. Akiko had never traveled that far for a summer festival. “Are you sure? Its timing will be close to the Tanabata Festival in Sendai. You never miss the festival in Sendai.” Naturally, Kenji knew which festivals Akiko favored. Akiko's favorite festivals were Tanabata in Sendai and the Sumida River Fireworks Festival in Tokyo. Akiko never missed those two.

She could've just asked, but she was too shy to do so, and now she was laughing at her own mistake. "Soo... where's the gift?" Orie asked with a mischievous smile on his face. "But it's not your birthday" Natsumi replied, raising her face to look at Orie, "but you got me a gift, right right?" he asked as he held her by the hand, and headed into the building, having a typical lovers conversation.