Sad Quotes Christmas Novels & Stories

It didn't matter to us, it was entertaining to watch when either Starliss or Neo took up the arguments. "Simple, Christmas is the period to dress up in the scariest of costumes in honor of Santa's wife, Draculaura, scare the souls out of humans, and then gather together for trick or treat. No treats, then you devour their souls," Odette said with a proud grin. Neo and I snickered as he took from my bag of banana chips. I didn't buy it for myself. It was kind of a habit to buy the chips and have Neo and Odette eat from them with either of their arms over my shoulders.

I could cry… but not from sadness, from pure joy. “With each word, your tenderness grows, Tearing my fears apart…” This was all real. “And that laugh that wrinkles your nose, It touches my foolish heart…” “Lovely…” Jazper sang with a soft smile. “Never, ever change…” “I won’t,” I whispered, already tearing up. He crinkled his nose back at me. “Merry Christmas, love,” he said. I nodded, holding back my happy tears. “The best Christmas of my life.”

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I wipe my tears away. “I’m sorry, Katty. I didn’t know.” “Well, now you do,” I say, going back to setting up the decorations. “What changed?” he asks. “Why do you want to celebrate Christmas now?” I look down, thinking, then glance back at him. “Because… I’m scared. We’ve had so many bad memories. I just want to make one good one.” Tears fill my eyes again, but I look away and wipe them quickly. “I’ll help you,” he says with a sigh. “I’ll do it.”

The downtown area was similar to a lot of the towns Dak had visited recently, looking for the perfect place to start his new endeavor, but there was something slightly different about Christmas Falls, something special he couldn’t quite put his finger on. The Christmas decorations hanging from the lamp posts and strung around the trees were the same white lights, red bows, garland, and cartoony characters as everywhere else, seasonal flowers blooming from the flower beds while banners announced where he was and that he was welcome there, but an excitement seemed to hang in the air that he could only describe as a certain kind of Christmas magic he couldn’t ever remember encountering before.

3rd January, 1999(morning) The Warehouse Lana Its a never ending circle. A repeated sequence I experience everyday, locked up in this room with little or no contact. A hollow feeling in my heart whenever I think about my family, the grief I feel whenever I remember those who died in that bloody Christmas party.

Twelve The trauma of losing her loved ones in a single day had irrevocably changed her perception of Christmas Day. The once joyful season had become a truly somber reminder of the tragedy that had befallen her. The sight of snow, a symbol of peace and tranquility, now filled Florence with nothing but absolute horrifying dread, a haunting reminder of the loss that she had endured.

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Her eyes flashed with a grief I didn’t understand. “It’s time,” she said softly, “you learned the truth about our family… and about Him.” The voices outside grew louder. A chorus of whispers. Merry Christmas.Merry Christmas. Merry Christmaaaaas… My skin crawled. Ruby lifted the lantern. And the flames inside turned black.

"I feel so slow today. I couldn't even go to the office." "So you would've gone if you hadn't fallen sick, ha! I'd been right," Scarlett said more to herself than me. "That's why I was so shocked to see you here. But really, you're so devoted to work. I bet you even work on Christmas day." "Pffft," I scoffed. "I'm not that much of a workaholic," I said even though I knew it was a lie. Christmas days were the worst days of my life out of every other days of the year, because then I got to sit in my bedroom, knowing how I'd lost everyone that I used to enjoy the holiday season with.