Pfp Christmas Novels & Stories

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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.

Felix seems to just need some opening words to start their conversation this morning. "Well, Merry Christmas to you, Felix. Sorry I haven't prepared a present yet. I even forgot that it's Christmas. Felix poured cocoa powder into the mug, he laughed softly and glanced at Mila. "To be honest I forgot too. But Merry Christmas to you too, Mila. It's nice to still be able to celebrate Christmas with someone. I thought I'd be really alone for Christmas." "I guess we're the same. The whole way I thought about it. Actually since the beginning of the month I've been thinking about it, that Christmas this time I really don't have family and friends to spend Christmas with. Thank goodness that I still

she added and deepened her voice for dramatic effect, “this is to certify that Hayzel Pearce will be receiving a puppy from Santa as soon as the puppy is ready for a home. Maybe I could draw a Christmas border on the paper and we could frame it for her… you know, with Santa’s signature, and hang it in her bedroom. It could become an heirloom, something she passes down to her kids.” Kaleb shrugged as if it meant nothing, but in his head, he could see Hayzel’s excitement at a special visit from Santa after Christmas. But once December was done, he wouldn’t be seeing Sparkle or Hayzel again, so he wouldn’t know how the Santa promise went, would he?

André POV Everyone knows that I live for celebrations. I go all out for holidays, especially Christmas. This year and probably every Christmas till my babies are grown enough to say, ‘Papa, stop,’ I am going to go all out. This will be my babies’ 1st Christmas, and I want it to be spectacular. I know they are only five months old and won’t remember it, but there will be pictures and videos that we can show them as they grow up. All Madonie wanted to celebrate and make this Christmas special for their new princes and princesses.

I said and then click the end live button. I weaved a breathe as my phone off. I looked at the four remaining gifts. Those four are for my nieces and nephews. Anita, Alexis, Alexia and Devon. I can’t believe that we are really celebrating Christmas together. For the past few years, I am just sleeping by this hours and not celebrating Christmas. Just staring at the dark ceiling and thinking of many things. I remember myself praying and hoping to be reunited and celebrate this occasions with my family, and I think He heard my prayers.

Now it was an unspoken rule in the company because I wouldn't have it any other way. A text notification lit up the screen of my phone, snagging my attention away from the past, and I picked it up, quickly dialing the number of the agency Parker had just sent, and waited with bated breath as it rang. “You have reached The Xmas Xpress, Erika speaking. What can I do for you?” a feminine voice chirped in one breath with practiced professionalism. “Um, hello, I'd like to book a Santa Claus mascot,” I said, shifting on my feet.

His tongue swirled wildly before moving his lips further down over the thick shaft. Lulled from the thoughts of Laura and our threesome, now, it was just us...together...satisfying desires. Confined within a jungle of poinsettia, I leaned back on my elbows to watch a sexy holiday scene unfold. Fuck, we could be calendar boys for the month of December! I didn't voice my thoughts, but within seconds he pulled off and laughed, "You, sort of, look like a Christmas card!" "Fuck Eric, I was thinking the same thing...we looked like gay calendar boys! We could be the pin-up for December!" We both laugh but then he said something really touching, "You know...this's all I want for Christmas...I want y

~~PEYTON~~ “Merry Christmas, Princess," Axel chirps out of nowhere, his eyes bright with a mischief that usually means trouble for my sanity. "Merry Christmas," Raphael adds. “I trust Axel didn't wake you too abruptly?" "He tried to eat my face, if that's what you mean," I say dryly. I look past him toward the tree, and my jaw nearly hits the floor. It’s not just a few gifts. It’s an avalanche—gold paper, silk ribbons, and boxes so big I could probably hide inside them.