Phoebe Merry Christmas Eve Eve Novels & Stories

"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!"

“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.

Greg's Pov I didn't know that waiting for a reply is this hard. I couldn't stay still and is always looking at my phone if Gracelyn has replied but hours has passed and there was still no reply. I put down my phone and went out to join my family and relatives on the count down. We all shouted from ten to one until the clock strikes twelve. It is officially Christmas eve. We greeted each other a Merry Christmas and had a sumptous meal. Sadly, Kevin, Fin and Roger couldn't come. I understand that we should be with our family first.

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.

"He doesn't seem like he'll touch you at all. He's even gone now, who knows where. Just leave him, Darling. Come with me. We'll live happily together. Leave your mother, your father will take care of her. I just want to live happily with you and our child as a complete family." Phoebe again caressed Deryl's face, kissing him teasingly. "I know. I promise this is the last time, and after that, we'll be together. Me, you, and our child," Phoebe said confidently. She caressed Deryl's body, slowly moving downward until she felt the lower part of his body stiffen. "Now, let's just enjoy tonight." Phoebe climbed back on top of Deryl, taking his manhood into hers, and they both moaned in pleasure o

I smiled. "Sally and I are going to wrap presents at her grandmothers most of the day" Keri replied. "I need to wrap gifts too." Van commented. "Me too. Pam and I have a date tonight too." Jake added. "Peter, Leo and I are going to the mall." Eve responded. "The day before Christmas Eve?" I asked in disbelief. Eve nodded, excited while Peter looked worried. "I need to get to the mall too." Dad said with a cringe.

Red spread through the river. Eve stood behind me, holding half of a broken beer bottle, her face pale with terror. “Emma, move! They’re coming!” she screamed. I could hear shouts from a distance. People from the village were closing in. My heart raced as I frantically paddled, but the boat still moved painfully slow. The footsteps grew louder, and my heart sank into despair. Were we really not going to make it? Suddenly, Eve stood up. She smiled softly at me, her lips curving with a gentle warmth. “Emma, you have to live—for me and your mom.”

Phoenix wasn't ready for that kind of scandal. “Oh, c’mon! What are you, a saint? Just loosen up, will you? We’re not gonna take some bimbo home, bro. We’re just going to watch them dance, you know what I mean? C’mon, tonight is Eve’s performance, she’s the star stripper there, and damn she’s really hot! You really need to see her before you get locked up in marriage.” Zeus tried hard to convince him. Phoenix closed the book and removed his eyeglasses. Closing his eyes, he massaged his temple.

Mindy called from downstairs. Miranda quickly got up and replied, "Coming!" By 9:00 pm, the Christmas special was on TV. Sitting on the couch with her parents, Miranda enjoyed the warmth of roasted turkey, mashed potatoes, and gravy. The TV host's cheerful voice filled the room, and her mom occasionally gave her sweet apple pie. It was a perfect, happy Christmas Eve. At midnight, as the TV hosts counted down to Christmas, the neighborhood was filled with colorful Christmas lights reflecting off the snow, making it look magical.

Phoebe asked excitedly. "Wow! This is so short to see the ‘firecracker’, isn’t it?" "Cut it out and just enjoy the show, Monsieur." "As your wish, Ma Belle." Phoebe smiled slyly as the call ended, then she immediately sent a message to make sure her plans for tomorrow would go off without a hitch. "Tomorrow you will get an unforgettable moment from one of the Breslin family’s members. I hope you have a good sleep tonight because you won't have another chance after tonight."