Secret Santa Gift Exchange! Novels & Stories

"It's a time when people come together to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ. It's a time of love, joy, and giving. We exchange gifts, spend time with loved ones, and spread kindness to others." And so Sandy launched into a detailed explanation of everything I was supposed to know about Christmas. She told me all about the Advent Calendar, how it counted down the days until Christmas and each day, you got a little treat or surprise behind each door. It sounded fun, and I couldn't help but wish I had experienced it before. Then she told me about Santa Claus, the jolly old man who brought gifts to children all around the world. I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. I had missed out on

“Here you go, you two. Best Santa and elf I’ve ever had,” the mall manager said, handing Cassie and Jake thick envelopes stuffed with cash. “Merry Christmas, and don’t spend it all in one place.” Cassie squealed, hugging the envelope to her chest. “We won’t! Well… maybe we will!” Jake slung an arm around her shoulders as they skipped out into the cold Christmas night, laughing so hard their breath fogged. “Remember the mom who tried to bribe me for a front-row spot?” Jake snorted.

I only had seconds to take in the sight however before the absolutely massive pile of presents beside the tree caught my attention and a gasp escaped me. "Where did they all come from?" I asked shocked. "Huh?" Roman spun around to face me before looking at the gifts. "Oh, I told you, Santa has been." He chuckled. "They are gifts from the pack members." Tristan stated and I just stared in shock. "What?" "The house staff sorts them, and they come in and put them out Christmas eve night." "But... there are hundreds of presents there.” "There will be gifts for all four of us." He stated as though this was perfectly normal. Even Amber's eyes widened at those words.

While he had admitted his knowledge about Old Saint Nick, Jaxsen had decided, just before succumbing to sleep, that he’d hold on to the magic Santa had to offer. Nizhoni and Rose, both hearing Jaxsen’s excited yelps about Santa, stepped from their rooms smiling. They found Jaxsen in the living room standing in front of the lighted tree, mouth a gape at the sight of the mountain of colorfully wrapped gifts. “Wow,” he said, drawing out the word in amazement. He grinned at Sebastian who smiled back. “You wanna pass everything out again?” Suddenly he looked self-conscious, looking between the gifts and Sebastian, and shrugged. Sebastian frowned and knelt down in front of him.

Arthur and I join the others in the living room, where a beautiful Christmas tree stands, twinkling with lights and ornaments. We gather around, everyone smiling and chatting, waiting for the clock to strike twelve. There’s a sense of anticipation, and I can feel Arthur’s hand tighten around mine. Finally, the clock strikes midnight, and a cheer goes up. “Merry Christmas!” everyone calls out, exchanging hugs and kisses. Gifts are passed around, and the room fills with laughter and joy. After the gifts are exchanged, we all raise our glasses for a toast. Arthur’s father, a kind man with a twinkle in his eye, leads the toast.

A whisper came in my ear. I held back the shudder that threatened to run through me, and my breath caught in my throat. It was Jarren. I took a sip of the punch, clearing the lump in my throat. "It's not like I've had a lot." "True," he said, taking the cup out of my hand and taking a drink. "So when do we exchange Christmas gifts?" "Tomorrow morning like always." "Well, I thought we could exchange ours at midnight." "Don't you think the others would be upset?"

teemed the streets – a few adults dressed in Santa's costumes while the kids that really did look like they had just arrived from the North Pole were dressed in green; Santa's elves, sharing gifts to all houses. Now! That was the kind of aura I loved waking up to meet after spending half my night wrapping gifts; a chevron necklace and a trinket dish for Madison, a Virtual Reality headset for Mason, a moonlight pyjamas for my mum and a wine subscription for my dad and even something for Sal, my best friend; a Phone Wooden Docking Station and AirPods leather case. It was a perfect Christmas but little did I know that it was to be a very horrible new year with tons of... **

Arthur tells me. “What are your Christmas traditions?” Max asks; he’s finally back with us. “Ah, the Christmas spirit is designed for children. The joy of Christmas for adults is seeing the joy on the faces of the pack's pups. Every November, the adults come together to make an activity advent calendar for the pups. An example of this would be; on the 1st of the month, we decorate the pack land. On the 2nd, we hold our official secret Santa draw. On the 3rd, we write out our Christmas cards. On the 4th, we hold our Christmas fancy dress party, and we always put our Christmas trees up on the 13th. We include activities such as watching Christmas movies, Christmas cookie and cake baking, and a

He moves his hand to my neck and pulls me into a kiss. …. "Present time! Present time!" The three kids chanted as they ran to the Christmas tree. "Be careful! Nobody needs to get hurt on Christmas!" Sara warns running after them. My dad was already leaning against the chimney waiting for the kids to start the mess. Harry and I on the other hand were taking our sweet time walking towards the main show. "Okay now that we're all here, let's start the gift exchanging!" Dad says and almost immediately the kids started holding onto to boxes.

There’s going to be a Secret Santa, and the caterers we’ve hired are just finishing setting up the food and drink in the boardroom. I’m at my desk, signing some letters that Marion’s left me, when there’s a knock at my door, and Saxon walks in. My eyebrows rise. He’s wearing a pair of antlers and a big round nose that’s flashing red. “Guess which reindeer I am,” he says. I lean back and lift my glasses onto my hair. “Wanker?” He laughs, takes off the nose, and sits in front of my desk. “Just trying to get in the mood.”