Steve Arthur Christmas Novels & Stories

Arthur then smiled so hard that Stella could not even see his eyes. Now that they had met again, Stella noticed that her great-grandfather looked even older than before as his hair turned gray. However, when Arthur took out the chocolate from his coat and handed it to her, it reminded Stella of her childhood. And, it was a bittersweet moment for her.

Lily rushed toward the tree and started hugging it while letting out shrieks of excitement. Valarie laughed, walked under the tree, and let her fingers glide over the ornaments. "It's beautiful," she said, smiling at Elara. Elara smiled back and said, "I'm really glad you like it, dear. Merry Christmas!" **** Slowly, Arthur's eyes hiked to the darkness, and he could see someone walking very near him. Drawing closer, the figure sent the realization that it was Valarie. He reached out to touch her, but mischief colored her smile as she dashed off behind a curtain.

The ghost and ghoul hardly made eye contact anymore, everyone seemed to notice it but said nothing about it. The door bell rang, Autumn ran down to see who it was, hoping it was Emily. Just before she reached the door Henry was unusually shaking like something had gone wrong, the moment she opened the door the entire Arthurs' froze, there, standing before them was a mighty man, he looked like a man in his 60's, the man had two side men with him and a nice looking black car parked right outside their house, Arthur was already shaking and Jane, she was freaking out.

I took my jolly time, staring and re-staring at myself in the mirror plenty of times. Arthur came and knocked. “Wait outside...” I said in a sing-song tone and continued to stare prettily at myself in the mirror. When he wouldn’t have it anymore he barged in. “I think that’s enough dressing now. Let’s leave, my people are waiting.” “Well, fine.” I snapped and stood up. I turned towards him and I swear I couldn’t recognize the person before me. All I saw was a man in a tuxedo, looking smoking hot! Hair fresh and smooth looking I bet it would probably smell as it looked. Up to six feet tall! Like the men in the movies in the human world!

“Oh my God.” My father sounded smug now. “Exactly. So clean up your attitude before you get here.” “I—” A voice crackled softly through my headphones behind me. Low. Calm. Familiar. “Ivy.” My blood froze. Slowly, I turned back toward my laptop s creen. The livestream was still running. The masked man sat motionless in the darkness. Watching me. Then quietly: “Go welcome your Christmas present.”

Caroline appreciated and looked at the other side of the card. A big fat man was in Santa dress, ‘Papa’ was written on his stomach on which Artemis smiled. He used to become Santa for Artin all these years, and he used to believe that it was real Santa until he caught him red-handed last year. Artin was standing in the middle holding his hand, and then Caroline in the corner, who was also looking like a big fat lady with a big stomach. “Sweetheart, but I never became Santa for you.” Caroline giggled, pinching his cheek. “Do you think I look like this? Hmm.”

_Aria's POV_ I looked at the calendar on the wall. The date looked back at me and my stomach tightened. The dreaded day would come soon. It was the twenty-fourth of December today and the memory still sat fresh in my throat. I could taste it like old blood. I could see the lights and hear the sirens. I remembered what happened three years ago. I remembered everything. I had been looking for scissors to open the Christmas presents when I noticed the black file lying in the corner of the sofa. It did not belong there. The living room was too neat for loose papers. I frowned and set the wrapping aside.

"I'm back with Taren." Taren extended his hand. "It's nice to see you again." "The pleasure is mine," Mr. Cummings replied, shaking his hand. "What can I do for you today?" Taren glanced over at Kiki and then turned back to the man who looked so much like Santa Claus. "Christmas presents." "Christmas is over," he replied. Taren nodded, his lips curling into a smile. "Yes, but we didn't get to celebrate properly, so we're going to make up for it tonight."

' I said to Myself. "You are the pumpkin in the entire universe," Arthur said, before placing me on the long bench beside the road. I could tell that he was already exhausted from carrying me on his back. Although Mister Handsome is currently behaving like someone who doesn't feel that I do have weight, he still lets go of his pride as he drops me to sit down by the side of the road. "Hold on okay. Your Christmas present is coming right up." Mister Handsome stated while smiling at the same time.

"Mom. Dad. Why did you take so long?” Arthur waited at the bottom of the stairs with both hands full of new toys from everyone who loved him. Some of Nickson's colleagues also sent gifts to Arthur and Blakely. Arthur's toy cupboard will be full this year. Almost all adults always give toys for children Arthur's age as a Christmas present. “Your Mommy's back hurts, boy. Your siblings are celebrating Christmas in your Mommy's tummy." "Is that true? Are they kicking?”