Once Upon A December Novels & Stories

Someday their star will fall and stupid humans that they give happiness to wish on a dying star. *** Chassy finished taking a bath and went out with only a towel covering her. Her eyes widened when a guy was sitting on her swivel chair. She thought it was Austin but when the guy turned to face her, it was another guy. She couldn't take the creepiness they were bringing so she collapsed. Frost caught her before she hit the ground but then her towel fell down. So he couldn't even look. Then he heard foot steps that made him swore. The doorknob turned so he had to disappear.

The downtown area was similar to a lot of the towns Dak had visited recently, looking for the perfect place to start his new endeavor, but there was something slightly different about Christmas Falls, something special he couldn’t quite put his finger on. The Christmas decorations hanging from the lamp posts and strung around the trees were the same white lights, red bows, garland, and cartoony characters as everywhere else, seasonal flowers blooming from the flower beds while banners announced where he was and that he was welcome there, but an excitement seemed to hang in the air that he could only describe as a certain kind of Christmas magic he couldn’t ever remember encountering before.

It’s always been him… Now he’s mine. And not in the way contracts define ownership, or the way the world would understand it but in the way that matters. In the way that settles deep in my chest and refuses to leave. All because of a December Christmas retreat, all because of our choice of dropping pretense , all because of snow that refused to melt, fires that burned low into the night, and a season that has always carried a little magic for those brave enough to believe in it. I never thought I would be one of them.

I let out a low breath, then try not to look away from his gaze. But he just scoffs, like he doesn't buy what I told him. "Will you be off on Friday?" He asks me, drumming his fingers on the table. "Depends." "You can request to have a day off," Dylan smirks at me. "Theodora, Killian's cousin is having a yacht party on that day, and it'd be nice if you'd come." My mouth parts and I attempt to protest, but Dylan holds his hand up to silence me. "She's the Luna of Declan Hunter, the Alpha of The Starlight pack, who's a pal of Killian. So Killian will be there." He concludes, then licks his lips but still maintains a straight facial expression.

Sophia suddenly ran in front of me, blocking my way. "Alex! Stop talking like that! I know you must’ve been furious when I left without a word, but I’m back now! Stop saying things you don’t mean." Empty words? Things I don’t mean? What made her think that? I thought I had made myself perfectly clear. She suddenly reached for the pendant around my neck, yanking it out from under my shirt. "This... this is the charm I gave you when we first got together. It’s been over a decade. The cord is already worn out, yet you still wear it..."

But tonight… My eyes shifted to the calendar. December 24th. Christmas arrived the same way it always did—sparkling, loud, fake smiles everywhere, and the same songs playing way too often on TV. I looked out the window of my tiny house, watching the snowfall like little secrets too shy to touch the ground. But more importantly… the full moon. My heart thudded a little faster. My body had been restless since earlier this afternoon. My breathing came heavy at times, my skin itched beneath the surface, and there was that ancient pull in my blood—something primal that surfaced once a month. The urge to shift.

ZARA’S POINT OF VIEW I got down from the plane, it’s sunny now, not scorching hot though, just the right temperature like the sky decided to finally smile after the long period of snows. It is January now, December and the holidays is over. December, Christmas was really nice, I spent it with my sister, we watched cheesy Christmas movies while drinking hot cocoa and eating cookies. It was the best time in a long long time, i am getting a little bit homesick just thinking about it.

The days they spent promised to become unforgettable memories, from the laughter and heartfelt moments at the company parties to the joy of the children who visited their Christmas village, where even Santa made an appearance to hand out gifts to all who attended. Although, the part about the Christmas nightmare that Brandon had mentioned might be something Deborah would rather forget, especially after the jelly massacre of the gingerbread soldiers. Amidst all these emotions, the much-anticipated December 24th finally arrived. It began as a typical day, with the family enjoying breakfast together, until they noticed that some snow had fallen overnight, covering the entire garden in a thick,

I'm sorry. The moment I heard that, my knees went weak, and I sat heavily on the floor. I clenched my phone tightly. My heart hurt so badly that I could barely breathe. "Ivana!" I didn't know how long I waited before the emergency room lights finally went out. The surgeon walked out and asked, "Is Noelle's family here? Do spend Christmas Eve with her." Today was Christmas Eve, a festive occasion. How did this happen? Back in the hospice ward, Noelle opened her eyes weakly.

When Noah Levine came back, Christmas had already passed. I'd thrown that reindeer lingerie into a street trash bin. "Babe, I left in such a rush last night that I forgot to give you your Christmas present." He pulled out a sapphire necklace and swept my hair aside to fasten it around my neck. Because he leaned in so close, I could clearly see the red marks on his neck and smell the sickly sweet perfume that obviously wasn't his. Knowing the scent belonged to my own sister made my stomach turn.