Sappy Christmas Novels & Stories

"Go be horny where I can't see you, okay? My brain shrivels up at the sight of you!" "There's no bad blood between us, so can you stop tormenting my eyes?" "Pretty boy, I can't believe you're trying to hit on me when you're practically oozing estrogen. Should I buy you a packet of menstrual pads to keep it from leaking out?" Winter laughed her head off as she listened to Sasha's insults. "Drink up, babe! We're not leaving until we're dead drunk!" Sasha picked up a white-colored drink and stuffed it into Winter's hand. "Happy birthday! Divorce rocks!"

She balanced the wine and her tote bag on the kitchen counter and turned to Cassandra. “It’s the weekend, sweetheart, let’s have some fun!” she yelled as she flipped on the music system and let Sabrina Carpenter’s upbeat song “A Nonsense Christmas” fill the room. Her big smile lit up her face as each syllable reverberated, and she and Cassandra sang along to the music : “You're my wish list Lookin' at you got me thinking Christmas Snowflakes in my stomach when we're kissin' And when you're comin' down the chimney, ooh, it feels so good

"She's only trying to be angry. She's really happy. She just isn't allowed to show it. She has to act sad because Daddy's gone." I held the picture up, then made a show of hugging it. "It's my very favorite Christmas present. I'm going to frame it and put it on my desk." Erica climbed up on the couch and hugged me. "Will you hook up my PS3?" "Of course I will," I told her, returning her hug. "And I'll start breakfast," Sandy announced. I looked up, and she was wiping tears from her face again. What a roller-coaster of emotions.

I stand alone on the icy field, turning back every few minutes to look at the road behind me. When my hands grow numb from the cold, I scroll my social media feed and see a recent post from my younger sister, Giada Soave. Holding gifts in her arms, she sits beneath a luxurious crystal Christmas tree with my parents embracing her from both sides. Ivano stands behind her with his hand resting lightly at her waist and his eyes full of tenderness. The caption reads, "Merry Christmas, I'm grateful to spend the holiday with those who love me most!" The comments section buzzes with blessings, praise, and envious messages.

Annie is damn angry now as her hippo is just being emotional here rather than to be practical where their lives are at stake. The sentence just broke something inside Sandy that he looked dangerously at his Cinderella

“Let me ask you, Christmas. What do you feel when our hands are close together?” I gulped. “W-what kind of quest–” “Just answer the question.” I gripped my lower lip and averted my eyes in front. “I-I'm happy.” “Really?” he asked and I nodded, “Then don't mind what will they going to say or think. You can't control the people around you and you can't do nothing about it. The important is you are happy and that's it, Christmas.” I heaved a sigh because he was right. “I'm sorry.”

That damn mate bond). Just the fact that he thought of my best friend's happiness made Yara purr and me swoon. Good Goddess! I have never even used that word, much less done it... Swoon. UGH! I have never been a sappy person. I even hate chick flicks... much to Kayla's chagrin. Like I said, I have never been a girly-girl, but it seems my mate is turning me in to one. I'm not sure how I feel about that.

Rayon's voice calls from behind me. "Hey." He grins as he makes his way to me. "Stalking me now?" He starts to laugh. "No, following a led just like you I assume." He shoots his brow up. "No, I'm here on holiday." I smirk, like nothing happened as I grab my bags. "Yeah, right and I'm Santa." He says sarcastically. "Well, Santa, I'd like a Ferrari for Christmas." playing along with his sarcastic joke, I start to put some distance between us. I cannot believe I wasted five years of my life with a jackass like that.

Will also says happy birthday and joins the hug as Issac glances at the lead and collar in my hand. "Thank you guys," I say quietly as Cole takes me to the locker, Issac saying happy birthday to me and saying goodbye as he goes to the showers, his muscular body on show. "We got you this I hope you like it," Will says and hands me a wrapped present. "You didn't have to get me anything," I say with an embarrassed smile as I sit on the bench and gasp when the plug shifts inside me. They ignore my strange sound thankfully and watch as I take off the wrapping paper and smile at the pair of leather shorts. I turn them over and laugh when I see it says slut written across them.

Clutch asked. “I’m not sure we really want to know.” “Let’s go find Cutter,” Clutch said. “If he’s not stuck in the fuckin’ chimney.” The inside of the chapel looked as if a bomb had gone off during the taping of the “Burning Saints Holiday Special.” A very fresh-looking fir tree was propped up in the corner and decorated liberally with beer cans, bras, and panties. The tree looked as if it hadn’t been cut down, but rather pulled out of the ground. Grown ass men were passed out with Christmas ornaments hung in their beards. Tinsel was draped over every imaginable surface. Where there wasn’t tinsel, there was trash. Saints were strewn about the place, asleep on any chair, sofa, or available f