Phoebe Merry Christmas Eve Eve Novels & Stories

Later that night, I get on FaceTime with Poppy to break the news to her. She answers the phone after the third ring. The screen focuses on her with her hair pulled up into a high bun and the top of her sweatshirt as she smiles back at me. "Hey babes! Merry Christmas Eve!" She calls out as soon as she answers the phone.

On Christmas Eve, my parents and my fiancé, Ivano Dominici, finally agree to accompany me to Iberion to see the aurora. But when I arrive there, they never show up no matter how long I wait. I send messages to ask. They reply helplessly that something urgent has come up at the last minute and tell me to go to the observation point and wait. I stand alone on the icy field, turning back every few minutes to look at the road behind me.

He was enjoying this conversation. "You..." "Is that Killian?" The door busted open and my female folks were all inside. "Hello Mom. Hi Maria. How are you, Nana?" "Where is Eve? Did you come with her?" This was the number one reason I was avoiding to meet them tonight. My ears won't be at peace at all. "Mom, she didn't come with me." Having drunk two glasses of wine, I was still thirsty as fuck. "My goodness!" My mom gasped. "You left your woman all by herself to celebrate Christmas. The first woman you introduced me to and you aren't treating her properly."

“I love you too, Finley.” Before I could throw something at his face, the manor door swung open and Phoebe walked out carrying a small tart with a lit candle. “Finally!” she huffed. “I thought you guys had already killed each other.” The sweet smell of sugar drifted through the air. “Come on, Finley. Make a wish.” For a moment I just stared at the candle. A tiny warm light after that whole drama. I took a long breath… closed my eyes and blew it out.

CW: Graphic depictions of physical and sexual violence. Reader discretion is advised. RPOV January 9th, 1686 Today is the day where my precious dreams will come true. I am going to spend a magical evening with Cesarevich Dimitri, the dearest love of my life. We will dine and wine and dance the night away, with the stars and moon as our most ethereal spectators.

"I'm just happy, baby. It's Christmas Eve, and you're here with me." Not even a minute later, my phone buzzed. Peter. For Yule's sake, I answered. His voice exploded through the line. "Freya Wayne! Watch your mouth!"

“And don't bother about helping me prepare for the young master’s return, I would do it myself.” Red patches appeared on Marcy’s cheeks, making her avert her gaze. On bringing them back to meet Phoebe with her smile still etched on her face, she answered, “You don’t have to thank me as I am only doing my job. And I’m sorry but I would help you dress up for tonight, it’s non-negotiable.” “What's happening tonight?” Phoebe questioned as she couldn't endure the suspense any longer. Even when she knew exactly what she was being prepared for, she didn't want to believe it.

The next morning, there was a knock on the door. Grace opened it. Sophia stood there with a bright smile and a red envelope. "Good morning, Grace! Merry Christmas Eve!" "Morning," Grace said carefully. "I'm planning a special couples' dinner tonight. Just the four of us. You, Aiden, Mason, and me." Sophia handed her the envelope. "It's going to be so fun! A little Christmas Eve celebration!" Grace wanted to rip the smile off her face. But she kept her expression confused. "Okay. What time?"

Do not worry about it. The evening continued with music, games, and laughing. The grand piano in the corner echoed holiday tunes, and the living room quickly became a dancing floor. Felix gently grabbed Marianne to the living room and dance. Marianne smiled, "Thank you for doing this. I am so happy today." Felix, holding a tray of sparkling fireworks, addressed the family. "Let's end this beautiful Christmas Eve with a bang – quite literally!" The first burst of fireworks painted the night sky with vibrant colors, eliciting cheers and applause from the family. Liam, cradled in Marianne's arms, watched the spectacle with wide-eyed wonder.

With that, he left. Queenie frowned. "You—" … Meanwhile, at the Rodriguez residence, after a long day, by the time they finished dinner, the sky had already turned completely dark. Celeste, Hector and Jamie were getting ready to set off fireworks when Beck suddenly video-called her. Celeste paused. Beck would never video-call her without a reason. So, she answered the call, and sure enough, Shanice's little face immediately appeared on the screen. "Ms. Celeste!" "Mm." Celeste smiled. "Shanice, Happy Ember's Day."