Under The Christmas Tree Robyn Carr Novels & Stories

She narrowed her eyes. "Scratch that," he replied, already knowing the answer to that one. Then another thought occurred to him. "So, who decorated your Christmas tree?" Mallory sighed, looking around. "Jocelyn helped me." He smirked, knowing that Jocelyn probably did most of the work. He knew he couldn't compare people, but it was clear that Mallory was nothing like Jocelyn at all. But on the other hand, he didn't want her to be.

They reached Tara’s car, and as soon as they got in, Tara squeezed Melody’s hand. As she got into the car, she made a silent prayer, she didn't believe in Christmas no more, but she was hoping for a Christmas miracle. The twelve days of Christmas song was blasting in the car. On the fourth day of Christmas my true love sent to me… “Cheating on a platter of gold.” How thoughtful.

I say softly. Ruby limps over, bruised but grinning grimly. “Well. On the bright side, Christmas is officially ruined.” I manage a shaky smile.Outside, the snow has stopped. The silence that follows is worse.Because now I know the truth. I’m not just holding a door shut.I’m standing in the doorway. And something far older than winter has decided to wait.

Dahlia Carrington ~•~ As expected, I spent Christmas alone. It was boring and depressing as I spent the whole day watching Christmas movies one after the other. It was the first time I wasn’t receiving expensive presents. It was the first time I wasn’t receiving presents. Period.

“Trenton, if you still think of me as your sister, transfer a couple hundred thousand dollars to me. I’m in a bad mood today and got cursed out by someone. Just think about it, when have I ever been cursed out like that? It’s all because of your amazing sister Camryn. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t be broke or powerless, and I wouldn’t have been scolded so badly. I’ve never heard such harsh words in my life.” Mr. Longbottom really had scolded her harshly. “Who cursed you out, Carrie?” “It’s not like you can help me with that! It was a really powerful big shot from the underworld. Just seeing him made me weak in the knees. Trenton, give me some money so I can go shopping and buy a couple o

Compared to being exposed to the elements outside, at least the restroom shielded me from the storm. The silent restroom was filled only with the faint sound of my breathing and the howling wind outside. All of the hurt and past grievances that I'd deliberately tried to shove aside came flooding over me once more. I remembered what had happened last Christmas. Ava received a brand-new fur coat, and Jamie got a limited-edition werewolf figurine. What I got was a hand-me-down sweater from Ava, which she'd outgrown. The collar was already loose from repeated wear and washing, and the sleeves were fraying.

Karmina giggled as she continued baking. "Your Majesty," Secretary Carter’s right hand approached and bowed. "Would you like to see the preparations for Christmas?" "Just a moment." She finished placing the buttered tray in the oven. She wiped her hands and nodded to the secretary. He showed her the presentation for the gifts. "It's bloody enough," she mumbled. Henry was confused; he didn't understand why she said "bloody" instead of "merry." "Deliver them well," she told him. "Yes, ma'am."

Whispers followed me everywhere. "I can't believe she's that kind of person." "The more innocent they look, the wilder they are." "That coat she's wearing? It's Chanel's latest. The rumors on the campus forum must be true." I retrieved my phone to check the campus forum. My entire body was shaking from anger. Sharon actually spread dirty rumors about me on the campus forum. [A Golden Apple on Christmas Day Exposed Our Fake Friendship!] She accused me of flaunting wealth with a golden apple on Christmas Day and scamming them out of an expensive meal.

They were swaying, either to the music in the background or in their heads. “Rum invited you too?” asked Meg, thrusting her glass of champagne at me (and spilled a few drops on me) as Roxy sipped from hers. “N-No, he didn’t.” I wiped the droplets from my shirt. “I’m here for work,” I said absently. Their eyes widened in surprise. “Work? But it’s Christmas!” Roxy shoved her half-emptied glass to the ceiling. Then, her face rolled down on me and a strange smile appeared. “Poor thing….”

"I am doing just fine, honey. But are you absolutely sure you are alright? You sound incredibly distressed. Are you sick?" Emma bit down hard on her trembling bottom lip. Her green eyes rapidly filled with hot tears. She forcefully gulped down her crushing sorrow and managed a response. "No, I am perfectly fine, Caroline. I-I just... I just can't wait to see you." Caroline's voice instantly lit up with joy at the response. "I am so incredibly looking forward to seeing you for Christmas, honey! I am already planning to prepare your absolute favorite—chicken roast and baked potatoes!"