One Day In December Novels & Stories

I have never trusted December. People say that sounds dramatic, but those people never watched their parents’ house burn down on Christmas Eve while the rest of the town kept singing carols like nothing happened. So yes,every time snow falls, my skin crawls. And tonight, on December 1st, Hallowpine is drowning in it. Snowflakes tumble from the sky like they’re drunk on holiday spirit, sticking to my eyelashes as I lock up my bakery. Sugar & Sin,the name sounds cute until you realize the only sugar inside is the kind I dump into coffee to survive this town.

Bisola nod her head, she picked up her phone which was beside her on the bed, she checked the time again, and it was just five minute to twelve midnight. “Hun, this One Hundred and Ninety Two Hours was the most eventful time of my life, it was the time when my life took a drastic change, at first it was gloomy, but in the end it gives birth to joy. Thus I am reborn as from tomorrow, and tomorrow date became my new birthday.” Bisola said to herself.

Well, day one didn’t go as planned but that doesn’t mean I’m giving up though. ****** Merry Christmas dearies!!!♥️🫶🫶

December 3rd I wake up with James’s arm around my waist and his breath warm on my neck. Facing the windows, I immediately notice the snow falling outside. I smile, feeling the festive joy bubble inside me. Carefully, I move his arm off my waist and slip out from under the covers, instantly shivering. Trying not to make a sound, I grab one of his hoodies for warmth and quietly leave the room, shutting the door behind me. I yawn as I head downstairs to the kitchen, silently praying I don’t trip on the stairs—not this morning, at least.

asks Esteban handing me the food and I sigh in frustration. What mess did he just get me into? My stomach growls and I decide to eat, before I think of the trouble that may come from letting Esteban do the talking for me. Because of the cold, we stay in the car, as we watch the snow fall. December has barely begun and already Christmas decorations are everywhere. Eating a warm hamburger, I enjoy how the kids play in the snow and many couples start dancing or running while laughing. "It's quiet here" I whisper smiling.

A flight delay ends up damaging my already ruined Christmas Eve. Today, December 22, I am officially single. Thrown away and discarded as diluted clothing. When I think about things andasIt could have been with Reed, my eyes betray me and are convinced by the fucking tears. A few weeks ago she was what could be called happy, loved — at least from the physical side — successful and coveted. She was a fulfilled and envied woman.

The specific warmth of being included as three by a man who understands exactly what that means. On New Year's Eve we go to the estate, just the two of us. Thomas drives us up in the afternoon, and we arrive when the December light is doing its last work on the garden, low and golden, catching the driftwood arch in a way that is different from every other light we have seen it in. December light on the arch. Sophia gets out of the car and stands in the cold looking at it. "I need to paint this," she says. "Now?"

Liz just stared me while I am sleeping. That night, I decided to go with them to the bar to release what my feelings are: despair, anguish, guilt. Name it all, it is endless. It is the first time ever that I went to have a drink after a year, and I am planning to lavish myself with the power of alcohol. They brought me to Midnight Bar. It is a Friday night so I expected a full blown bar. Leon's friend, Dave, is the manager of the bar and let us in, VIP lounge.

he asks with a thrilling voice and he increases his pace. “Slow down, my legs aren’t as long as yours!” I snap, hissing loudly, “or at least tell me where exactly you’re dragging me especially at this time.” It is the 24th day of December and it’s a few minutes to midnight and I know this because I looked at the time before Rogue carried me out of the hotel room a few minutes ago. This is the first Christmas I am celebrating with rogue and though he said there was going to be a lot of love in the city of love, he never told me anything else and so far I’ve been guessing every move he makes and coming out wrong.

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.