Scrambled Christmas Novels & Stories

"We have waffles. Eggs. Bacon. Fruit. And hot chocolate because the guy downstairs said it's Christmas and the rules don't count." Malaya squealed. Judy's eyes widened on the screen. "Jordan Hall," she said, the stern mom tone trying and failing to hide her happiness. "You got something to say to your mother?" Jordan's throat tightened. "Hey, Mom." "Merry Christmas," Judy said, softer. "Merry Christmas," Jordan echoed. Jerry pointed a finger like a warning. "Don't drop the tray, son." Jordan laughed. "Yes, sir." Malaya ended the call with a bright, "Love you!" and clapped as if she'd completed a mission.

“Damn! Just asking! Ready Jaxson?” Sighing, I signed the email and shut the computer down. My leg was feeling much better, still a little stiff but overall almost normal. “Yeah, let’s go have fun.” I said in my most nonchalant voice I could muster. Just to fuck with them. It earned me a smack on my arm from Jennifer and a frown from Scarlet. “Don’t ruin this for me! My first ever christmas!” Scarlet said excitedly. I felt the excitement and eagerness running through her and it was hard to not smile at her. Planting a kiss to her forehead, I guestered for us to move.

"More... please." "Patience," he murmured against my skin, sucking my clit into his mouth, teeth grazing just enough to sting. Fingers parted my lips, one sliding in, curling to hit that spot. I came fast, thighs clamping his head, crying his name. He uncuffed me, pulling off the blindfold. "Good girl. Tomorrow, we heat things up." Christmas Day dawned with gifts under the tree, but ours were different. After brunch, eggnog pancakes and stolen kisses, he lit a candle, wax pooling red like blood. I knelt on the rug, naked, heart hammering. "Ready for the burn?"

“This is the message." I glared at the screen, the words registering before I could even finish reading. “Shipment NX043- delivery time 12:15- date 12/03/25. Everything was the opposite of how it was supposed to be. Above, was my number boldly written as the sender. “There has to be a mistake," I said, reaching out for my own phone.

she chuckled. Yes, it is correct. Her smile was never visible to me. Is it possible that she is having a problem? It's no longer my business to mind so I shrugged. When we arrived at the cafeteria, we immediately placed our bags on a vacant table and proceeded to the counter to order food. I just ordered fried chicken, salad, and a mango shake. "Oh crap! They are here." My gaze was drawn to Sancha, who was squealing quietly at my side. "Who?" "The Millennium Dreams!"

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.

The door was never locked. "Quick! Lock it!" Mariam screamed but without waiting for anyone she ran for the door, freeing herself from the protective clutches of the other women and her friends, her dress felt even more uncomfortable and heavy as she ran. Few steps away from the door and as her fingers brushed the knob, she tripped on the long dress and fell forward, almost immediately the door was suddenly forced open and Mariam fell into the chest of a person. The women screamed.

Barb was so hell bent on pissing him off tonight “No she won’t mom. I don’t want you to ruin Christmas for me so save it” William walked away *** The following day, it was Christmas morning. The Joy of Christmas was everywhere “Merry Christmas mom, Merry Christmas dad” Summer greeted her parents and sat at the breakfast table “Merry Christmas honey” The two said in sync “Merry Christmas Sandra” She continued “Merry Christmas, You look really cheerful for someone who has never celebrated Christmas before” Sandra laughed “Well I am” Summer smiled

“Remind me why again you want to go to the beach on a Christmas?” Melvin Romero asked as he watched his sister wrap her winter scarf around her neck and pack her hair into a pony tail, before she turned to face him. “Because it’s Christmas, stupid.” Came her response as she bent down and threw on her shoes.

I curled up with Chris in his bed as we watched a movie. He’s been worried about me over the past week, which I feel bad about. I hate worrying everyone. Chris surprised me with a home-cooked dinner and a movie; A Journey Back to Christmas, my favorite Christmas movie ever. I sighed as we watched, “What’s wrong?” Chris asked; I shook my head, but Chris was not about to take that for an answer. He paused the movie and straightened up, waiting for me to talk to him.