Novel & Cerita Winx Christmas

Xander ran up to me excitedly and pulled me in for a hug, twirling me around in excitement. “Come on, Xan, we still need to find something before we can celebrate.” I told him amid giggles and excited cheers as everyone celebrated this little success we just had. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Alex tapping on his phone screen and I wondered if he was warning Vinnie that we were on their trail. Why am I the only one seeing this guy's weird behavior?

Thanksgiving was about sharing and being grateful for the work going into making the pack function as a singular unit where no one was in need of anything. We’ve been told that Christmas is celebrated individually as not all families are comfortable celebrating. Many werewolves see Christmas as a human holiday that they don’t wish to participate in. Cassius, just like his fathers before him, continues the compromise of simply giving everyone in the pack two weeks off. It’s the only time that pack members truly need money as they have to travel into the city for groceries if they run out of something. Even the medical wing is closed with the exception of minor emergencies bringing me back to

Just a small ceremony during Christmas break…” Mom pleads, practically vibrating with excitement as she arranges a stack of silver plates. ”The winter snow, the pack house decorated in fairy lights, a beautiful reception... it would be absolutely magical! And we have plenty of time to organize it!” ”I don't know, Mom…” Xander draws out the words, his face completely deadpan as he carefully folds a cloth napkin. ”We already have the rings. Alex and I are technically old news now. A whole party sounds like a lot of walking.” ”Walking?! You are a trained warrior, Xander!” Mom gasps dramatically, swatting his arm with a dish towel.

"Hey, what if you get bored from studying every day? It's the weekend, so of course, we have to enjoy ourselves. I'm going to get tickets. Wait here." Soon, Winter returned. Besides the tickets, she was holding two hair accessories. "One for each of us," she said, handing Miranda the one shaped like a white fox. She kept the pink fox accessory for herself. After putting hers on, she realized Miranda hadn't done the same. She asked, "Why aren't you putting it on?" Miranda put hers on in resignation. Winter stood right in front of her and sized her up. Satisfied, she nodded. "It's so furry. Not bad. You look like a pretty little fox."

Twelve years later Xander "The Winters Corporation is now one of the most powerful and influential companies in the world. Over the past twelve years, under the leadership of Xander Winters, the company has not only expanded but has gained control over major industries, shaping global markets with its advancements. With its dominance in technology, finance, and infrastructure, it is no exaggeration to say that Winters Corporation holds a significant stake in the world's economy. And now, after twelve years in London, the man behind it all, President Xander Winters, is returning to the country."

Mrs Willow never mixed business with family but when her stepson insisted she couldn't deny. Christmas was near...and as the city had snow everywhere it was a great time to cherish the Christmas spirit. People roamed around with their children and buying gifts for their loved ones. The decorated reindeers...fake and real were standstill in the streets. The fake Santa was waving the little kids...giving candies to them. At night, the decorated streets with Christmas lights enhanced the view. It was so perfect for Pidge...she was excited.

We drove carefully while Christmas music played on the radio. “I don’t know what it is, but I just love Christmas even though we don’t celebrate it.” Alex laughed. “I just love all the lights, the Christmas tree, the idea of everyone opening presents together on Christmas morning. I wish werewolves celebrated something similar. I guess we have winter solstice, but it’s not really the same, eh?” He looked so sweet as I peered over at him, a small smile on his face as we drove. He was so handsome, his face so perfect like a master sculptor had carved it. I looked back at the road only to spot a flying deer heading toward the windshield. A flying deer???

"It's fine," Winter replied, lowering her gaze. Nothing she could say would change anything. She grabbed her phone and answered, "Hello, Sasha—" "Oh, my God! Babe, you've really outdone yourself!" Sasha shouted, practically bouncing with excitement. "Look at you, Winz! I can't believe you're hiring male models like it's no big deal!" Winter frowned and pressed a hand over her own mouth. "Sasha!" "Oops, my bad! Winz, let's just pretend you're starting a modeling agency, okay?"

Tony said. “And they have stolen mine, two men in particular!” Grace said. “Two? Please tell me who it is, so I can fight him for your heart!” Xan teased as hugged her from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder. “Xan! I am talking about you and Grandpa of course!” She giggled as Xan tickled her. Suddenly a Fireworks display started making everyone jump. “Gosh aren’t they pretty!” Grace murmured. “Well, they are for you my Phonix!” Xan said.

Just then, her mother walked into the room, and Winter quickly wiped her eyes, forcing a smile. “Where’s Xander?” Mrs. Corelle asked, sitting next to Winter, who rested her head on her mother’s shoulder. “He went back to San Diego. He said something urgent came up,” Winter replied. “I hope it’s nothing serious?” “With the way he rushed out, it seemed like it was pretty serious,” Winter said as she stood up. “I was just about to head to my room,” she added before walking away, her mother watching her closely, sensing that Winter was hiding something.