One Direction Preferences Christmas Novels & Stories

I wink. Inhaling a breath, I shut the door and head inside Quinn's house. Ice cream first. Pity party second. Anti-male chick-flicks third. ***

The room fell silent. Three gifts, with three futures. The necklace gleamed with the promise of blood and belonging. The journal rested with the promise of freedom and selfhood. The letter waited with the promise of power and ambition. Henry stared at them until his vision blurred. “I don’t know what to do,” he whispered. “Each one pulls me in a different direction. If I follow Elias, I find family—but maybe chains too. If I follow Adrian…” His chest tightened. “I find safety. Home. But maybe I never escape the whispers. And if I follow Damien…” He swallowed. “I don’t even know what I’ll find. But it feels… unstoppable.”

"I should be the one saying that. You're nobody, so why are you so concerned about Mahira? It's becoming clear that—" "Don't talk nonsense," Adam cut her off as quickly as he could. But Catherine didn't want to lose. She kept attacking me with demeaning words that hurt my feelings. Did my body really look healthy? It was obvious my face was deathly pale and I couldn't even support myself properly. "Stay far away from her. Mahira's not that weak." Adam turned his face away, like he was disgusted with Catherine's attitude of constantly cornering everyone. I felt the same way - I was even angry because Catherine always wanted to be prioritized, as if the world only revolved around her.

“I don’t know. Is it?” “No, it’s not.” He didn’t even live here, and if she had her way he never would. And even if he had his way, he probably never would. He’d stay in Chicago and let some of his minions run things in silly little Christmas Falls. “Okay. It’s not a date. It’s just two people standing near a tree, close to each other, listening and singing, and enjoying the lights and the spirit of the season.” “All right. I’ll go,” she said, narrowing her eyes at him as she wound her scarf around her neck.

"Carson... are you sure about having the wedding in London? It's just... all my family and friends are here in Manchester." Carson turned to face her, his expression serious. "I hadn't thought of that. I'm sorry, love. We can have the wedding wherever you want. Manchester, London, or anywhere else for that matter." Alice shook her head. "No, London is fine. It's where your family is, and... well, to be honest, I don't have many people to invite anyway. Just my mother,siblings and a few friends." Carson cupped her face gently. "Hey, we shall have it here in Manchester then,what matters is that we're together. You, me, and Charlie. The rest is just details."

Adam looked annoyed but clearly enjoys his memories… The first thing they noticed the clock against their wall telling them it was precisely twelve o'clock; midnight. Their eyes travel through the open curtain; seeing the full moon and bright stars. There was no sign of the weather. They can still smell the essence of a brewing storm though. The abstract thought was in their mind but at that moment was not able to comprehend what it means yet. Both patiently listened to hear what had wakened them; however, the only sound was that of the clock against the wall. While the seconds tick away; their bodies were tense and coiled; their eyes instinctively focused on the door.

Kelly The sun is warm against my skin, the sky a perfect colour of blue. A soft breeze carries the scent of roses and fresh-cut grass. The sound of distant laughter and murmured conversations fills the air, blending seamlessly with the soft notes of a violin playing somewhere nearby. It’s perfect. Everything about this day feels surreal, like stepping into a dream I never dared to imagine. A real wedding. Not a hidden ceremony. Not a desperate attempt to silence rumors. Just love. I close my eyes for a brief moment, taking it all in. The gentle rustling of the trees. The faint sound of conversation. The quiet presence of everyone who matters. Adrian’s family is here.

Not again. What did they want from me? From us? Rake spoke up slowly, trying to break the news calmly to me “It’s for us. Dylan and Stephanie’s wedding. They want us to attend.” I heard myself whisper, “No.” And then I closed the door in Rake's face. He didn't bother to disturb me after that. I walked over to the candle that was lit on my vanity and put the paper over it watching it burn until it was no more. Daria looked at me with curiosity as I slipped under the covers beside the boy, pulled him close and let sleep take me.

EJ shouts singing loudly while Soph takes a video of the twins standing in front of the huge cake getting ready to blow. "Hip hip hooray !!! Hip hip hooray!!! And another one, Hooray!!! And the last one Hooray!!" We all sing loudly in unison. "Blow Aaron, Blow Carson" I say loudly as they blow their candles. Well as best as two year olds can EJ and Elijah helps them. Everyone cheers. Dianna cuts the cake while I hand everyone a slice before we start with the presents. Aaron opens up his present first as he is the oldest of the two by 5 minutes. And then Carson and so it goes until there weren't anymore presents.

Satisfied, the three head to the party area. The moment she enters, parting the dangling curtains made up of stones, Coral feels goosebumps on her skin. The music booms all over the place making the earth shake. 'Cool for the Summer' by Demi Lovato plays in the background and Coral has the urge to get on the dance floor. “The song is so good. Let's dance!” Coral beams, tugging at her best friends to come with her on the dance floor. Chloe waves her hand saying no. “I need a drink first, then eye a few hot guys, and later I'll join you.” Coral rolls her eyes and turns her puppy eyes towards Kelly.