Once Upon A December Novels & Stories

Evan Wolversen ran through the Packhouse of the Black River Pack. Life was settling down after all the fighting and, of course, his birthday. Now there was a lot of excitement buzzing about as everyone started getting ready for Yule’s first day. He’d been learning all about Yuletide; it’s crazy long celebrations. Who would have thought of Christmas celebrated from December twenty-first to the New Year? It was one party that lasted the whole time. His pup grouping was getting together to finish making yule presents for everyone. It seemed to like a lot of work. But everyone got a present every day of Yule. Little things like cards, ornaments, food, and toys.

Red's POV So much had happened this year that I didn't even realize we were already in the last month of the year. Some things happened unexpectedly, while others went exactly as planned. December has always been my favorite month of the year. Looking back on my childhood, I remember how excited I would get every year to hang my socks by our front door. I truly believed that Santa Claus would leave gifts for me. Every morning, I'd rush to check my socks and find toys inside, convincing me that Santa was real.

It was the faceless sketch Matteo had once drawn after regaining his sight. Back then, he had brushed it off as just a random doodle. She had thought it was beautiful but didn't think much of it. But now, looking at Rebecca, she finally understood who had been in that drawing. This wasn't a case of lost love finding its way back. It was love that had never faded. Evelyn lowered her gaze and turned away in silence. However, before she could leave, Rebecca called out to her. "Ms. Walsh, I heard it's your birthday today. I hope you don't mind me showing up uninvited?"

It's a special moment, and they all feel a sense of connection and belonging. It's December, and Samantha and Andrew are getting ready for the holidays. They are hosting a Christmas party at their home, and they are excited to see all of their family and friends. They decorate the house with lights and ornaments, and they bake cookies and make hot chocolate. On Christmas Eve, they sit around the fireplace and read stories to their grandchildren. They feel a deep sense of joy and gratitude, knowing that they have everything they could ever want.

Luna came in with a lot of dresses in her hands, she wore white clothes below the knee, she had a youthful appearance, short hair in a channel cut, she was beautiful just like everyone else here. "Mister Alec asked to bring some prom dresses to try on" "Why did you decide to have a party today?" " today is December 31st and the turn of the year, I know that in the world of humans they have a party for the turn of the year and we ended up doing it too, was it not informed?" Really? Today is December 31st and I didn't even remember it. It's been so long that I don't even count the days anymore.

"He doesn't know how to come in yet, but he's — he's circling." "Yeah." "That's something." "Yeah." Nelson looked out the window at the grey December sky. "It's something." He cleared the plates. She washed them — without being asked, just stood up and went to the sink like it was already, like they'd already learned the small choreography of sharing a kitchen. He stood beside her and dried. Outside, the snow had stopped falling. The street was white and quiet. The community centre murals were half-hidden under frost — those painted hands reaching for stars, temporarily obscured, still reaching.

On our wedding day, the officiant asked, "Do you agree to spend the rest of your life with the man standing before you?" Bianca, the woman I had loved for ten years, hesitated. In the end, she shook her head as she clutched her phone and said, "I don't." Then, she grabbed my younger brother, who had just slit his wrists, and ran out of the venue, tearing off her wedding gown as she fled. She never once spared a thought for my dignity the entire time. Heck, she didn't even look at me. Afterward, she simply said, "We'll just make new wedding arrangements. There was an emergency that day. Someone's life was on the line. I couldn't just ignore it, especially when he was your brother." Howe

It was Christmas Eve, and La Rivera glowed like a dream suspended between time and memory. The lounge had never looked more alive. Strings of warm golden lights wrapped themselves around palm trees and balconies, flickering gently against the deepening dusk. Laughter drifted freely through the air, mingling with soft carols and the distant clink of glasses. For one night, the weight of secrets, rivalry, and betrayal seemed to loosen its grip, allowing joy to take center stage.

Tacha and Minch gave themselves a tight hug and were very happy together. "Girl, now things are like this, and everything is going in good shape. Is now time to work meticulously on your dressing sense and styles, so on that very day, you will be looking stunning. I just know what attire would fit you that much, you know you really need to like Cinderella's and that's what you really are. A dress that would interpret all the details of the curves. Girlfriend you know you are just too endowed, all these big asses will not go to waste" said tacha, who is already too unblemished with so many words and 'blabbing'.

I think this is the first time that I actually fell in love. “Oh, amazing.” It feels to know that there's nothing in between the both of you that could break you up. “You know, it would always be right for me to find something that other people found very easily.” I was the cursed Luna, the girl with a crescent moon on a very forehead. “I was that same girl that was shunned, how did I get to this part where I don't even remember my former curse, where I'm enjoying the necessities of things that I thought that I wasn't hoping now that I'm enjoying it.”