Winx Club Christmas Novels & Stories

"And gold rings." Melanie just shook her head and sighed in defeat, then got the small tree down from the shelf. "There's twelve days left until Christmas." Melanie smiled. "So you win, but I'm not getting him a bird." -------- "Sis! Why is there a fruit tree in the kitchen?" Trisha called the next morning. Melanie sat at the dinner table in her pajamas, eating a bowl of cereal. "Lydia thought it would make a good Christmas present." she explained.

~~~~~ *Red Fox Clan* Every last Friday of the month, the clan usually organizes a club party for the clan members. On this day, they are allowed to have fun, get drunk to the stupor and have free s*x with anyone they wishes to, except the set asides ladies Macho chooses; and that will be Brittany. For winning the fight game, Brittany was granted a week leave and also the sum of money. She used that opportunity to visit Elsa assuring her that she is in good condition. She succeed in moving out the ammunitions which was hidden in the apartment without Elsa’s knowledge, and this had prevented her from meeting Brad, who was suppose to go for it. A lot had happened in the past week,

Mitch kissed Ronnie and then said, "Merry Christmas, everyone! **** On Christmas day, Wyatt rushed to his parents' room, yelling, "He came, he really came." "Who? What are you talking about?" Ronnie asked, groggy with sleep. "Santa Claus, he stuffed my stocking and there's presents under the tree. Lot's of presents." Wyatt could barely contain himself. He was so excited. "I have something for you, Mom and you too, Dad." "What is it?" Mom asked. "Marie helped me make them, here, open it up." Wyatt handed them a small package. "Rip it, Mom."

Six years later. ... Riven's mansion was filled with the sound of celebration and decorated with Christmas lights. Outside, it was blazing cold and snowing hard but inside the house, it was warm and cozy as a low fire burned in the chimney. There was a large Christmas tree in the middle of the living room, decorative lights twinkling like a thousand jewels. Beneath the tree, there were dozens of presents, boxes wrapped in fancy wrappings. It was Christmas. Six year old Xavier and Cade raced around the large living room, laughing happily as they were being chased my Clarissa, Caleb's three year old daughter.

She said gravely. Mateo Nixon, when people come to know about Xon clubs – they wonder if the owner of the multinational nightclubs would be a party animal. Someone who would drink, gamble, and party every night. Someone who is surrounded by women – who would sleep around with a new woman every day, Mateo was anything but that.

I asked Ace when we were out of the family sight. “You know how you missed Christmas Eve and how you miss Christmas too?” Ace opened the door to my room, “I wanted to give it to you.” My jaw dropped as I saw how beautifully decorated my room was. He had decorated the rooms with light, there was a Christmas tree and gifts under the tree. There were snacks and a projector. “It's beautiful,” I smiled as I entered the room, “Why did you do all this?” “I know I can't bring the 24th and 25th but I hope this will be okay? I also wanted to thank you for saving me,” Ace shut the door behind him.

Maya: "Tomorrow." Derek: "Tomorrow I'm kissing you. Rules or no rules." Maya: "I'm counting on it." I climbed into bed and stared at the ceiling, knowing sleep was impossible. Because tomorrow was Christmas. And tomorrow, apparently, Derek was done following all the rules. I couldn't wait.

He suddenly grabs Ruby’s coat and points violently at the window. Then at me.Then he draws the same symbol in the air as before: A circle.A crack.A falling star. Aunt Ruby pales. “No. No no no. That symbol again—” Noelle smiles. “He’s trying to warn you. Isn’t that sweet?” Mom rounds on her. “Warn us about what?!” Noelle doesn’t blink.“He’s awake.” My heart stops. “Who?” She leans in until I can feel her breath. “The Winter King is fully awake now. And when he awakens…” She sighs dreamily. “He remembers.”