Romance Christmas Novels & Stories

She folded her arms on the counter while fixing her inquisitive stare at me. "He is flying Aurora in. We will be spending Christmas together." Just the thought of it almost sent me into the dense air, jumping with excitement. Duncan and I were the literal modern Romeo and Juliet, except I wasn't 13 and the song of the happy ending was like one of the cicadas. "Great. I told my folks I would be spending time with Dom this Christmas. They are cool with it." She let out a suggestive shrug, and I nodded. Having some double date on Christmas didn't sound like a bad idea at all.

He's unbelievable. "You just make me love you more.” "Don't be a kid and come hug me!" He gestured me to come to him. "You're marrying this kid asshole!" I hissed and he laughed. I skate towards him. "I love you Chloe.” "I love you too Nicholas Lemiere and.. Merry Christmas." I said as I saw the clock turn to 12. "Merry Christmas too Chloe." He crashed his lips to mine.

And she kissed him, beard and all. “The beard is terrible,” she told him, pulling back with a laugh. He tugged it off to the side, revealing his face to her. She touched his cheek, her eyes full of happy tears. “You’re really here?” “I’m really here,” he promised. “You are what matter. You, me, us – we’re everything.” She kissed him again, tears streaming down her face. He held her to him, crying and laughing himself. This was all he could have ever wanted for Christmas. Christmas was now his favorite holiday.

Christmas morning hardly felt like Christmas at all, she hadn’t bothered to decorate her apartment, never truly feeling in the holiday spirit, but the reality of how alone she was on a day where one was meant to be surrounded by friends and family was depressing her, but when her doorbell rang at 12 pm with Ken bouncing happily at the door, she had no choice but to plaster on a smile and go along with whatever plan he had for her. First, he took her to his home where he introduced her to his family and they had lunch, after lunch, they drove to University Hospital and handed out Christmas gifts to the kids. She was glad she hadn’t put up much of a fight when he showed up, because, by the tim

“Come with me, baby.” She did for the fourth time, screaming my name into the night as she gushed all around my cock. “Ahhh….nghhggg…Kane…..mmmm….Kane” I buried myself to the hilt and let go, pulsing, flooding her, painting, claiming every inch of her. We stayed locked together, panting. Snowflakes starting to fall around us like a fucking movie. I pressed my forehead to hers. “Merry Christmas, Elena.”

“We’re going to do something fun.” “Like what?” Autumn asks, looking up at me. She still looks worn down, but there’s a ghost of a smile on her lips. That’s a start. “Christmas movie marathon. We’ll watch some of the classics and some of those awful ones where the girl gives up the job of her dreams to move in with a guy who sells Christmas trees for a living or something.” Autumn’s smile grows. “They’re kind of romantic, in a way.” “What would be romantic is if the Christmas tree seller guy moved to the big city with the girl and got a real job,” Benedict says. “Let him make a sacrifice for once.”

AURORA I have never experience the true spirit of Christmas until I came across the Romanos. The extravagance and opulence aside, these people were obnoxiously obsessed with Christmas and everything that comes with it. Mrs. Romano, because of her part-Russian heritage, would insist that the celebration continues until the seventh of January.

We kiss for many seconds until we're both breathless, our hearts pounding so loud we can hear it. “Merry Christmas doll.” Jaxon whispers against my parted, throbbing lips. He caresses my face, his greenish-amber eyes telling me just how much he loves me and will never let me go. I shift closer to him, careful not to let his cock pull out, then I touch his lips with my trembling fingers and whisper to him with all my heart, “Merry Christmas Daddy.”

Wynne's POV When I woke up in the hospital, Christmas was already over. A whole day gone. Bernard sat beside my bed, eyes swollen like he hadn't slept. My throat felt raw. "Bernard... I'm sorry. I made you run all over the place for me. I even wrecked your Christmas." He brushed a hand through my hair. His eyes reddened again. "Silly girl. I found you." He shook his head. "That makes this the best Christmas I've ever had."

Maddox didn't expect the kiss; he was quite stunned. "Thank you, Maddox, I love you so much." "I love you too, Angel, so much," Maddox says after a few seconds and then he kisses me again. This time a little bit longer and then he rubs his nose with mine. We celebrated Christmas with Logan and Bruno by our side. THE END