Plight Before Christmas Novels & Stories

I nodded at Kate, we’re going to the church right now it’s a day before Christmas day and because granny is very traditional she want everyone to come… and yes it’s been weeks and Kiel still haven’t spoken to me, I try to speak to him but he ignores me and it’s making me frustrated because I already realize what I did wrong and I can’t take the silent especially that we see each other everyday. The prayer ended after an hour and now we’re going home, today will be a hectic day especially that we’re also going to ready the for tomorrow, as they have this tradition on every Christmas day to give gift to an orphanage and give food to the homeless people in the community. It’s really nice of the

He said as he clapped his hands, looking at his mother's face as she cleared her throat. "It was a beautiful December day" She began, "with clear blue sky and snow-covered treetops. Christmas was in the air but up in Santa’s lodge, all was quiet. The usual hustle and bustle of preparing Christmas presents had gone for Santa had fallen ill. “Oh dear, what will the children say when they don’t receive presents this year,” Santa wondered sadly as he lay on his bed.

“You know, we could do that every year. We could get together before the holidays to celebrate together, and then go home to celebrate at our homes.” “What a wonderful idea!” Mom added. “But you can always spend Christmas with us if you like.” I forced a smile. “Thanks, Mom.” Every time I saw her, she dropped hints about me not being married yet or having a family. She understood why, but it didn’t keep her from hinting, anyway. I let the comment slide and turned to Greer. “So, when would you like to do this ‘Christmas before Christmas’?” “Well, today’s Tuesday. How about Thursday or Friday?” Greer asked, suddenly excited. She loved Christmas. In fact, her house already looked like Santa thr

That very day we ordered our second Christmas miracle. END

I looked at Caroline standing guard over all of us with the same fierce devotion she once reserved only for battle. Finally, I looked at Desmond. The man who had never stopped choosing me. Then I looked at our son. Fred. The newest chapter of our family's story. A gentle smile spread across my face. Outside, evening slowly began settling across the city. Inside, warmth filled every corner of the room. The night before Christmas, my life had become a nightmare. But because of love, courage and the family we built together, I survived that darkness. Now I found myself surrounded by the people I loved, and who loved me in return.

The chilly December air enveloped Anna as she stood on the balcony, gazing up at the twinkling stars that adorned the night sky. It was 22nd December, just a few days away from Christmas day. Memories of past Christmases flooded her mind, and her heart ached with the absence of her beloved parents. This would be her first Christmas without them, and the void left behind was deeply felt.

“What?!” Lilith burst into loud laughter immediately while Aldrich struggled not to smile. “No!” I cried out. “You're lying! I can't miss Christmas.” Aldrich finally laughed softly. “Relax, troublemaker. Christmas isn't over yet. We still have six hours before the day ends.” My expression brightened instantly as exitement bubbled inside me. “Oh thank Goddess!” I tried sitting up. “Then I need to dress up because I refuse to look like this during Christmas.”

I say softly. Ruby limps over, bruised but grinning grimly. “Well. On the bright side, Christmas is officially ruined.” I manage a shaky smile.Outside, the snow has stopped. The silence that follows is worse.Because now I know the truth. I’m not just holding a door shut.I’m standing in the doorway. And something far older than winter has decided to wait.

The next three days were a strange mix of tension and unexpected warmth. Margaret stayed mostly in her room, making calls to Nick's lawyers about getting Amanda removed. Amanda and her friends went into town constantly, pretending to plan a wedding that would never happen. Preston kept apologizing to anyone who would listen. And Nick tried to keep everything from exploding. But somehow, in the middle of all the chaos, Christmas was coming. Riley woke me up early on December 23rd by jumping on my bed.

The pastor preached on the importance of Christmas and how it is not about lavish gifts or spending but about love and faith. After a heartwarming Christmas morning church service, we embark on a journey to share the spirit of Christmas with people. With a car filled with packed meals, pastries, warm clothing, and festive treats, we head back to the streets to give to the community. As we reach the designated area, we are met with a gathering of people who, by reason beyond control, have made the streets their home. These individuals are in need, seeking warmth, food, and perhaps a glimpse of hope. The sight of their faces, filled with a mix of longing and resilience, touches my heart deeply