Twas The Night Before Christmas Novels & Stories

It was the magic of childhood, reflected in her dark eyes. "Magic," Noah whispered to her. Christmas Morning Christmas Eve was quiet. We started a new tradition: new pajamas and a reading of The Night Before Christmas. Emma didn't understand the words, but she loved the rhythm of Noah’s voice. Christmas morning, however, was not quiet. Emma woke up at 6:00 AM, babbling in her crib. We brought her into our bed for snuggles before the madness began. "Merry Christmas," Noah whispered, kissing me.

Ivy came out of his room only during lunch and even then, he barely said two words only responding some of the twins’ questions. Before we knew it, evening came around and the streets got flooded with lights and sparkly decorations. Dressed in thick layers of clothes we left for the festival, Carter holding Ollie in his lap while I held Skyler’s and Mike’s hands. We stopped from booth to booth, playing games, winning stuffies and losing money. We ate lots of candy canes and gingerbread then we joined a bunch of strangers to stare at the Christmas tree. There, on a chair, sat Santa, listening to the kids’ wishes and offering them small bags of gifts. “Can we go to Santa?”

Eve and Layla made us tea and coffee and we snuggled together and watched the Nightmare Before Christmas. "We better go before I fall asleep." Dad said and he, Peter and I got up. Layla walked me to the door after hugging Peter and Dad. They said good bye and hugged Eve as well before leaving. "I'll come right over after we wake up, princess." I promised her. She kissed me. "Merry Christmas, Finnie." she sighed as I left. She watched from the door until I got to my house and waved to her. I walked in and all three of us said our goodnights and went to bed.

Cassie held up a cookie in front of Annette. “You get the first one,” she said. “You sure?” Annette asked. “Only one rule tonight,” Jane added. “Annette eats first.” With a shaky hand, Annette took the cookie and bit into it. She closed her eyes. “Oh my God,” she said. “You guys didn’t fuck it up.” “Language,” Hudson said automatically. They all laughed. The machines kept humming in the background, but no one noticed. It was 10:30 PM on Christmas Eve. The snow was falling outside, soft and steady. And for a few minutes, everything felt right.

AVA The first light of Christmas morning filtered through the curtains, casting a golden glow across our bedroom. I blinked awake, momentarily disoriented by the tangle of limbs surrounding me. Last night's Christmas Eve celebrations had ended with the five of us curled together in our new matching crimson pajamas, reading winter tales until we'd drifted to sleep. Christmas. The realization jolted me fully awake, excitement bubbling up inside me like champagne. I carefully extricated myself from between Noah and Theo, my heart racing with anticipation.

By the time Yves Golding got home, it was already midnight. I was lying in bed, staring at a photo of him and Melissa Lane. His abs showed faintly beneath his red Santa suit as she leaned against them, eyes shyly closed. Their colleagues had left comments below the post, saying that they were a perfect match and that Yves was quite bold. Melissa commented, "You guys, stop making things up. Mr. Golding was just being kind by keeping a lonely soul like me company for Christmas!"

55 Ryley's point of view... Snow fell badly last night, the entire city turned veiled in white looking a bride. Children's played with the snow making snow man, fighting with snow balls, building houses with the same and making snow candies and selling to each other for snow money. Three days ago the official holidays for the Christmas were declared. The preparation for the same was on its peak. All the house were decorated with red and white decorations. The human dwellings looked extremely adorable while the wolves houses seemed no lesser.

"Best Christmas present unwrapped. Nightcap?" But she grinned wickedly, already pushing me onto my back, straddling my hips. "Oh no, Dax, that was just round one. Elves don't sleep till all the toys are played with." Her hand stroked me back to life, eyes gleaming. "Your turn to lay back for Santa's ride..."

It was already 10 PM and everybody retired to their rooms to rest before Christmas. I walked to the fireplace and took some heat from there, I m a wolf too I don't feel very chilly but just the warmth kept me there, Alpha Sioux joined me and said "Thank you for staying, what do you want to ask me, you have already answered my three questions and you are eligible for a question plus one from yesterday's question."

“Apparently, I can’t leave my restaurant unattended without chaos breaking loose.” He chuckled. “That’s because you run a tight ship.” She softened. “Maybe. But I don’t regret it. I’m glad we came home for Christmas. I needed that time.” “Me too!” Laya chimed in before yawning so wide her eyes watered. “Best Christmas ever.” She rubbed her face. “Daddy, can you tell me a bedtime story again tonight? The one about the brave princess?” Jordan nodded instantly. “Of course I can. Bath and PJs first, then Momma will bring you the phone. And tonight, that princess might get a dragon.”