Novel & Cerita Winx Club Christmas

I stared out the floor to ceiling glass windows of the boardroom, my eyes fixated on white flakes of snow drifting down from the sky. The sight only further deepened my scowl, to some, the sight of the first snow would have been a magical thing but it only served as a reminder of the impending holiday. Christmas. “Ms Wilson,” I snapped out of my thoughts and swiveled my chair back to face my employees seated around the large oval table at the sound of my name.

However, as I turned to leave, Louis took my hand and said, "No matter what your mom says, I'll only believe what I see. "Our wedding will go ahead as planned. Don't you dare think about leaving me." My eyes stung with unexpected tears. This was the first time anyone had chosen to believe me despite my mother's words. … After the disastrous Christmas dinner, Louis noticed my lingering gloom and suggested that we go on a road trip for a few days. We chose to go to a nearby small town. The festive atmosphere here felt much richer. The food was also wonderfully fresh. Louis and I had a great time.

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.

His mother Helenas eyes brightened as she bagan telling us why. "Well you see, Ivy actually came to me saying she had seen some of the other major pack houses do this cute christmas Pj trend where you see how many pack members you can get to join in and wear thier christmas Pjs and we all as a pack that joined take a photo and post it on Werewolf Social, whoever wins with the most pack members participating wins 100,000$ for any supernatural charity of thier choosing." Helena said with some much excitement in her voice, making all of us smile in return.

He replied as he looked away. " The Christmas Spirit does not entail you believing what your friends believe but it entails believing what you think is right. I never will force you to believe what you don't want to believe but I will tell you a story of a far away land. A land you never thought will ever exist. " A land where magic runs and where snow falls unceasingly. I will tell you how the winter season originated and why this land is so special. It is left for you to believe what you hear because I can never force you to believe what you do not want to believe.

Christmas was unlike any other the Ward family had celebrated. In fact, it was the most dismal day, they all agreed. There was no exchanging of gifts that year, no shouting Merry Christmas or kissing under the mistletoe for them. While other guests enjoyed the festivities at the hotel they were staying at, indulging in the lavish food and drink, laughing and chatting, as Christmas music played in the background, the five of them congregated in Christine’s room. Alexander and Chase were being transported back to New York.

It was a promise that he'd spend a lifetime fulfilling. That night, a festive show was aired on the television. It was rare for the Winchesters to be able to gather around the dining table and have a nice dinner together. Fireworks lit up the night sky and bloomed like radiant diamonds. The Winchesters lifted their glasses and clinked with each other amidst the noise. Once dinner was over, Hannah started handing monetary gifts to the younger Winchester siblings. It was a custom at the Winchester family to always give the younger members monetary gifts during this time of year as a blessing for their winter break.

“I guess I just started it and it escalated. The people use it as a way to chill after a very difficult year,” “And since they don’t have to contribute money, it didn’t take much to get them to join in. They handle the decorations and make it beautiful. It usually turns out well” he explained and I nodded slowly. “So how do you guys get funds?” “We sometimes get sponsors if we’re lucky —not really often though. But we manage well on our own. The winery has a separate savings account for Christmas funds, and the people sometimes during the year sends anything they have to support, the town chairman is very supportive also,”

I turn around and walk back over to Austin who's carrying a wolf's grin. "How?. Why?. When?." Giggling when he chuckles, I await his answer when he shrugs. "All the brothers wanted to do something special for you babe. This year we decided to have a Christmas right here at the club. Every brother and their families will be here." "Really?" I've always wanted everyone to celebrate together but between some people leaving the city to visit their family and others having children, it was never possible. "Yeah, guess your constant guilt trips finally kicked in." I reach out, swatting his chest at which he just laughs.