The Night Before Xmas Book Novels & Stories

I just stood under the spray until I went numb, until the feeling of being prey washed down the drain. I slept heavily that night, a dreamless, black sleep born of pure exhaustion. **************************************** The next day was Christmas. I woke up to a grey sky and the silence of an empty penthouse. There were no presents, no family. Just the low hum of the refrigerator and the ache in my bones. I made a cup of coffee and sat by the window, staring out at the city. Most people were opening gifts right now. They were laughing with their families. I was sitting alone, plotting the destruction of the men who took that life away from me.

He opened his eyes and saw the back of Caroline's head, her dark hair spilling over the pillow. Then the memories of last night came flooding in. Flesh against flesh, tangled limbs, hot kisses, even hotter sex. They’d kept going until his leg muscles trembled and his body was spent. Then they’d collapsed on the bed, in each other’s arms, and slept the night away. He yawned and stretched. From the window, light poured in, diffused by fog. It was the morning after Christmas day, and morning fog was about as winter wonderland as the town's weather got.

The next chapters are a Christmas novella set from December 1st to 25th. The events take place years after the conclusion of the main story. PLOT: James Reid never really believed in bad luck, yet he had to change his mind the moment Brianna Lester became part of his life. Everything that can be considered absurd or go wrong is just normal for Brianna. And yet, in December, everyone is a little kinder—but will bad luck follow suit? James and Brianna plan to celebrate Christmas with their families in their new home.

I'm anxious to see my Snowie but Jaxon tells me to be patient and have a bath first. “The goddess be praised! They're back!” A woman announces as soon as she catches sight of Jaxon carrying me into the compound. I'm a little surprised to see the pack is camped outside, eating from bowls and all merry under the dark sky. The tree is still shining with the lights Cassie and I decorated it with, the star on top glowing brighter than the dull crescent moon above. It's not a full moon anymore. That means it's a new day. That means it's Christmas!

The days between Christmas and New Year's Eve were filled by a quiet, warm Coziness. The snow lay thick on the garden, the house smelled Tannen needles and gingerbread, and the family enjoyed the last days before the New year. On New Year's Eve, Alexander had prepared a big but intimate celebration. The fireplace bright, candles glowed on the table, and outside the snow sparkled under the clear starry sky. The whole family was assembled – Emilia was extra to

Somewhere in the city, church bells began to ring, ushering in Christmas morning. She was asleep before they stopped.

Even a call to Sharon had done nothing to soothe them. Geneva looked through the glass window of the taxi she sat in. Christmas lights and decorations dazzled brightly under the evening sky. The snow that blanketed the road, buildings and trees with now scanty leaves like a tiny million pieces of dew drops, had a tinge of gold to them as the Christmas lights reflected off them. They were approaching the Lu's home. She had thought long and hard for an item she could gift them with and decided, 'Ah, why not a naughty rat and a parental guidebook?'

“I see you have lost your voice, I am going to ask you one last time, Sophie, and I need you to answer my question, what happened between us last night?” He asked and Sophie had to resist the urge to curse at him, he had the mind to ask her what happened the night before after keeping her awake for most of the night just because he was the king and he could get what he wants, she however could not resist the glare that she sent his direction. “Do you really want to know what happened? Maybe you should consider not drinking at all before bedtime,” She suggested in the calmest way her sleep-deprived and rightfully annoyed self could allow, she just wanted him gone so that she can get some much

Victor hopped around, tiptoeing as he shouted, "Grace, I'll kill you!" Grace laughed and ran back to her room, throwing herself onto the bed and calling Xander. It rang for a while before he answered, his voice husky with waking up, "Gracie." "You haven't gotten up yet?" "Mm." His voice sounded muffled. Grace couldn't help but feel a surge of affection. "Today's Christmas Eve, aren't you bothered by the excitement? It's chaos here." Xander became a bit more awake. Summitview Manor was always quiet year-round. Even with two more family members, it remained so. Compared to the bustle where Grace was, his place seemed somewhat eerie.

He wants to know that I cherish the small things just as much as he does. I grab my laptop and start looking for the best place to order a custom book with overnight shipping. I can already see the look on his face on Christmas Eve when he opens it—the way his eyes will soften and that lopsided smile will creep across his face. The panic is officially gone, replaced by a warm, fluttery excitement. I’m going to spend the whole night writing little notes in the margins, telling him all the things I’m sometimes too shy to say out loud. I’m finally ready for Christmas. Aiden