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It was the scariest, most beautiful thing they'd ever done. And they were ready. Together. Like everything else. December 25th, 2028 - Christmas Morning - Mercer-Thompson Penthouse Elena Rose Mercer's first Christmas was chaotic. Both families crammed into the penthouse. Presents everywhere. Elena was in a ridiculous Christmas outfit Sophie had designed. "She's two months old," Zara protested. "She doesn't need designer clothes." "Everyone needs designer clothes. Even babies. Especially babies." Sophie fixed Elena's little outfit. "She's going to be the best-dressed baby in all of New York." In about five minutes, she's going to throw up on that dress.

Her mom expressed, “You turn so careless all the time, my dear. Your feet were hurting now. Could you please assist me in setting up the food for tonight's Noche Buena? Since we usually make suman with coconut jam and bibingka for the kids who love to come and enjoy celebrating Christmas day at our home, we anticipate having a large number of guests tomorrow.” Ericka became depressed again when Mama Elaine sadly mentioned that she needed to rest her damaged foot and apply a bandage. She was unable to withstand the discomfort and sobbed, saying,

She glowed with happiness, her belly proudly rounded, as she received gift after gift for her precious baby. Kieran presented a delicate silver rattle, while Annie gave a soft, plush toy. Jackson and Alpha Kael offered a beautifully crafted wooden crib, adorned with intricate carvings. Valtira, her expression a mask of sweetness, presented a luxurious baby blanket, her eyes flashing with a hint of rivalry. As the gifts piled up, Aurora's gratitude shone brighter than the moon. She hugged each guest, her eyes shining with tears of joy. The night air was filled with love, laughter, and the promise of new life.

Evan Wolversen ran through the Packhouse of the Black River Pack. Life was settling down after all the fighting and, of course, his birthday. Now there was a lot of excitement buzzing about as everyone started getting ready for Yule’s first day. He’d been learning all about Yuletide; it’s crazy long celebrations. Who would have thought of Christmas celebrated from December twenty-first to the New Year? It was one party that lasted the whole time. His pup grouping was getting together to finish making yule presents for everyone. It seemed to like a lot of work. But everyone got a present every day of Yule. Little things like cards, ornaments, food, and toys.

He didn’t speak much all day, rather he watched and observed how everyone was interacting and answered politely to any question he was asked. As soon as Hendrix woke up from his nap we let him open his presents. The little boy did not go without and he was satisfied with tearing off the Christmas wrapper and ‘oohing’ at the content of the present no matter what it was. My mother and Lane bought him a substantial amount of books, Gabriel had bought a new car seat and a traditional baby sleigh, and I had gotten a custom bookcase made for all the books I knew he was going to get, his first Christmas tree ornament and an assortment of clothes. Chrissy and Adam were overjoyed with all the gifts t

'' Yes we would be very much happy to , bu we have a problem '' Noir commented . ''What ?'' Albert asked . '' How do thumans celebrate christmas ?'' asked Noir . '' I can tell you that '' said Albert . '' Today is the night huma celebrates christmas '' said Adam . '' We need to hurry up and make the preparations then '' NOir said . '' What do we need ?'' Celia asked . '' But what about our training ?''asked Arthur . '' That can wait ''' said Albert . '' What do we need ?'' asked Celia . '' Bells , decorations , fig tree and christmas cake that's all and some presents to give your dear ones '' said Arthur .

Hello lovely readers, this is the Christmas special chapter which means you get to read it for free. Please note that this chapter isn't affiliated with the original book, it's just a work I put together specifically for Christmas. I hope you enjoy it though. Xoxo Merry Christmas "Christmas will always be as long as we stand heart to heart and hand in hand." ~Dr. Seuss

“This makes me love you even more and our baby will love you knowing you protected him or her; since we decided that we would keep the sex of the baby a surprise. So are we talking again? And are you loving me again?” She smiled at me through her tears and nodded her head and then put our dinner plates on the table and went upstairs and came back waddling down, she looked adorable pregnant and she had a piece of paper in her hand; she sat on the chair and caught her breath and then slipped the paper to me it read “Baby Coming Soon! Date 14 November time 1p.m till 4p.m **please select gifts in the registry selected by the wonderful soon-to-be parents**, I looked up at her and she smiled so wi

We gathered around the Christmas tree, beautifully adorned with ornaments we had collected over the years, each one holding a memory, a story of our family’s journey. “Merry Christmas, Mom and Dad! Merry Christmas, Aunt Lory and Uncle Phoenix!” the quadruplets shouted in unison, their small voices brimming with excitement. “Merry Christmas, Mom and Dad! I love you! This is for you,” said Zebbie, her tiny hands extending the Christmas cards to us. Dark caught her gesture with a playful smile, while the sweetness of the moment softened the edges of our busy lives. “Merry Christmas, Mom and Dad. And to everyone,” Zuhair added, handing us stockings filled with treats. They were slightly heavy, b

Solana whispered as we watched the chaos unfold, "I can see happy-colors around everyone." "Happy-colors?" "Like golden light when people are really, truly happy. Everyone here has it." She was right. Despite the noise and confusion, there was something magical about having three generations and four countries represented around our Christmas tree. "Abuela Elena!" Kai called to Elena's mother, who was teaching him to fold paper decorations. "Show me how to make the star again!" "Slowly, mijo," she replied in her patient, heavily accented English. "The star must be perfect for baby Jesus."