Omori Christmas Novels & Stories

I greeted him while pointing at the cartons. “Ah Christmas decorations,” he replied. “I'll go back to the warehouse to get the Christmas Trees.” “Ah, oh right,” I said. “Christmas is coming soon.” “That's right. You can go to the kitchen to see what Yune and Oriana are doing during break time. There aren't as many customers today.” “Really? Yune and Ate Oriana are doing something right now?” I was so excited that I went to the kitchen even though I hadn't changed my clothes yet.

she said softly. Camilla smiled. “You’re welcome. Anyway, I can’t wait to take you to the Christmas village here in Malibu. It’s beautiful. There’s this whole setup, people selling things, lights everywhere, fun activities. You’re going to be wowed.” Melody’s eyes lit up. “Oh my God, I can’t wait.” “Alright,” Camilla said, standing. “You should come down now. Dinner is ready, and Mom doesn’t like to be kept waiting.”

"Ewww ... Too bad. I'm sulked now." "Alright." Crap! Whose child is this? Keep on bummer? I'm in a bad mood. We arrived in Hessen for more than 1 hour. The atmosphere of Christmas is more pronounced in Hessen. Lots of colorful lights twinkling in red, green, gold, plus snow. Perfect, like my image of Christmas on TV. "Merry Christmas." said oma when we entered. I hugged oma and kissed her cheek. "You're so beautiful with that gown." "Thanks oma. You're beautiful too."

3, 2, 1… HAPPY NEW YEAR! The cheers were deafening as everybody in that party began to dance the night away as they welcomed the start of a more hopeful and prosperous year for their pack. And we wish the same for you all! * * * Dear reader, if you want to know more about V and Siel’s story, feel free to search for “Her Christmas Wolf” by Myrrh D. Keizer. May we at Silvercrest see you again this coming Valentine’s Day for the Gamma and his mate’s love story.

I have no choice. "Yes, of course. I'll get this one to bed but be careful." her motherly auro warms my heart a little as I give them both a smile and hug before setting off on another night of hunting. I'm not sure how I'm going to manage getting what we need when there's just the two of us but I'll figure it out... I have to. I start heading down the busy sidewalk taking in my surroundings and all the people as they go about their day. Christmas is close and it's pretty easy to tell the difference between the people that are just enjoying this time of year and the people that are late with their shopping and are in panic mode. God, what I would give to be either of those people.

Jordan teased, placing the order and pretending not to notice how familiar her choice felt. Once everything was set, he dimmed the lights and turned on Elf. Malaya squealed happily as Buddy the Elf appeared on screen, immediately scooting closer into the blankets. Laila settled beside her, tucking a blanket around Malaya’s shoulders, and Jordan sat across from them, close enough to feel included without crowding the moment. One movie turned into another—A Year Without a Santa Claus, then Noelle. By the time Frozen came on, Malaya insisted it was required viewing "because it’s Christmas and it has snow." Jordan found himself humming along, smiling when Malaya belted out the lyrics with total

Arthur and I join the others in the living room, where a beautiful Christmas tree stands, twinkling with lights and ornaments. We gather around, everyone smiling and chatting, waiting for the clock to strike twelve. There’s a sense of anticipation, and I can feel Arthur’s hand tighten around mine. Finally, the clock strikes midnight, and a cheer goes up. “Merry Christmas!” everyone calls out, exchanging hugs and kisses. Gifts are passed around, and the room fills with laughter and joy. After the gifts are exchanged, we all raise our glasses for a toast. Arthur’s father, a kind man with a twinkle in his eye, leads the toast.

It didn't matter to us, it was entertaining to watch when either Starliss or Neo took up the arguments. "Simple, Christmas is the period to dress up in the scariest of costumes in honor of Santa's wife, Draculaura, scare the souls out of humans, and then gather together for trick or treat. No treats, then you devour their souls," Odette said with a proud grin. Neo and I snickered as he took from my bag of banana chips. I didn't buy it for myself. It was kind of a habit to buy the chips and have Neo and Odette eat from them with either of their arms over my shoulders.

Maya's Pov I woke up to someone jumping on my bed. Again. "Merry Christmas! Get up, get up, get up!" Sophie was worse than a five-year-old on Christmas morning. She wore pajamas with reindeer on them and a Santa hat that kept sliding off her head. "What time is it?" I groaned. "Seven. Come on, we open presents at seven thirty. Family tradition. No exceptions." She bounced out of my room, leaving me alone with my messy hair and complete lack of holiday cheer at this ungodly hour.

Alfredo Fabri POV You see in this business you're either in or you're out. But the “out” in this case implies that you're no longer alive and far from the earthly realm. Getting into the world of organized crime is no child's play, and by virtue of swearing an OMERTÀ, an oath on the Saints, you're in for life. You never get out, never. But there was only ever one exception our little world had witnessed and that's in the case of Lorenzo Rizzo also known as “The Whisper”.