Percy Jackson Christmas Novels & Stories

Not with the paycheck. Christmas just got a whole lot fucking worse.

But as his hands wandered, their massage session soon turned into something far more intimate. Their love burned brightly that night, leaving both of them exhausted but fulfilled. By the end of the Christmas holiday, Seraphina Arden felt more drained than she did after a full week of work. Three days after Christmas, Leon Everhart and Seraphina Arden got up early to bring gifts to Elijah and Chloe.

Both kids were up to no good. “Mom.” Perry's face grimaced, quickly noticing the dullness in her eyes. “Your eyes are puffy.” He stretched his palm to her neck, weighing the temperature. Stephanie clicked her seatbelt then placed her hands on Perry's own. “Mummy is fine.” She stared into his eyes. “Believe me.” Her eyes turned light, but her veins on her forehead still stood visible. “Let's go to the house. Freshen up. And prepare for the Christmas holiday.” Perry smiled warmly, then turned with a cocky grin to his brother. Bryan flashed a quick one at him. The diary—still hidden in place.

"Listen you, I don't care what tricks you two have up your sleeves, it's not gonna work this year. It comes to mind that Elena is a Xmas freak, so I don't see her getting on a ship and going anywhere for the holidays. That means the lot of you are after something else; so you throw me a red herring to catch me out there with what it is that you really want." "Since you want to be a damn sneak, we're doing Xmas my way. It's too late for me to keep you from fuI mean mucking up Thanksgiving, because that's just around the corner, but this year everything will be done the way I want it for Xmas and who don't like that shit can stay the fu-hell in their own house." I glared at the pothead who was

Then, she talked to the voice in her mind, "I delivered it! Now, where's my reward! Wait, I should have a gift too!" The system responded, "Well, congratulation my dear guest! For completing the mission! Now, your reward is... Going back to the sperm race! Good luck!" "Wait, what?! I don't want to be a sperm again!" BEEP! _______ MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! THIS SPECIAL CHAPTER IS BROUGHT TO YOU BY THREE NOVELS! ~Kiera aka Santa from 'Trix System Unlocked: Butterfly Effect'~ ~The island with a woman and merman from 'I Want To Eat A Merman!'~

"You shouldn't. Lana is absolutely fine, nothing is going to happen to her so stop worrying dear" "I hope so. When is her Christmas party coming up" "Its on the 25th by 12 noon" First lady Samantha said, giving her husband a gentle smile. "I'll have to double the security at the venue, I wouldn't want there to be any trouble" "There won't be any problem Freddie, you worry too much" "She's our only child Sam, I've got to protect her with everything I have" the President said, lightly tapping his fingers on the table.

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.

The drive back from the marina was conducted in a heavy, strained silence. Cami sat in the back of the SUV with Ariana, her hand tightly gripping Ariana’s as if she were afraid her friend might vanish if she let go. Mateo drove, his eyes fixed on the road, his reflection in the rearview mirror a constant, watchful presence. When they finally entered the foyer of the mansion, the festive Christmas decorations—the towering tree, the garlands, the flickering candles—seemed mocking. The "perfect family Christmas" Cami had envisioned was a fractured mess.

I've been ignoring him, but his persistence is becoming problematic. I deleted the message without reading it. The Christmas gala is in two days. The annual event where the city's elite gather to see and be seen, to make deals and alliances over champagne and caviar. I'll need to bring Ava, show her off as my devoted wife, maintain the illusion that everything is fine. She'll smile and play her part because she has no choice. Because I've made sure she has nowhere else to go and no one else to turn to. And I'll stand beside her, touching her waist, playing the role of perfect husband, hating myself a little more with every passing moment.

Before I could figure out what was going on, a tall and slender woman approached Dylan and me. She locked arms with Dylan and shot me an irritated look, asking, "Who's this?" Dylan answered before I could even say a word, speaking in a tone that made it seem like we had coincidentally run into each other. "She's Blake's girlfriend. She came to look for him." The woman immediately dropped her guard and curiously gave me a once-over. She smiled sweetly and introduced herself as Trixie Ashford. She was Dylan's girlfriend, and she had returned to the country specifically to celebrate Christmas with him.