Wrapped Up For Christmas Novels & Stories

“Now head up to the library. Daniela and I have presents to wrap so you can’t be down here.” “Okay I’m going,” he laughs. Daniela and I head to the sitting room and turn on my Christmas playlist. Richard returns with all the gifts we purchased and we begin wrapping. Daniela hands Richard a list of needed items and he sends a female warrior to go gather them. We laugh, knowing none of the men want to have that duty and have Mark go psycho on them when he returns. “I wish I could have some eggnog. One of my favorite things about this time of year,” says Daniela.

*** Jared was enveloped by a weighty dark coat with a naval force blue turtleneck sweater under. The PC was on, mirroring a weak blue light. He grimaced marginally and gazed at the work area schedule on the table for quite a while. There are a couple of weeks left until Christmas. Today Rubby is as yet requesting how they will spend Christmas. Individuals like him have never been a particularly futile celebration. In any case, Rubby asked. Jared raised the sides of his lips, a lady's brain is just trusting that you will give her a gift.

She brought it to him all folded up, and she was stroking it like it was some kitten she'd just rescued. "Thank you, Mrs Brocklebank. It's freezing out there today." He said, unfolding the scarf and draping it around his neck. "It'll be nice to wear my scarf for a change," he grinned as he winked at her. Margaret blushed and chuckled as he tucked the scarf into his jacket. "Merry Christmas, Mrs Brocklebank." Jasper held her shoulders and pecked her on the cheek. "Oh," she gasped, "Merry Christmas, your grace, Merry Christmas."

"So we agree. We stay away from each other. Act like adults." "Absolutely." He was looking at my mouth now. "Very adult. Very appropriate." Neither of us moved. Neither looked away. The sound of footsteps on the stairs broke the spell. We jumped apart just as Sophie's head popped through the opening. "There you guys are! Sorry that took forever. Did you find the boxes?" "Yeah, got them," I said, voice only slightly unsteady. We carried the boxes downstairs and spent the rest of the afternoon decorating. Sophie put on Christmas music. Jason made hot chocolate. It was exactly what Christmas should feel like.

Arthur and I join the others in the living room, where a beautiful Christmas tree stands, twinkling with lights and ornaments. We gather around, everyone smiling and chatting, waiting for the clock to strike twelve. There’s a sense of anticipation, and I can feel Arthur’s hand tighten around mine. Finally, the clock strikes midnight, and a cheer goes up. “Merry Christmas!” everyone calls out, exchanging hugs and kisses. Gifts are passed around, and the room fills with laughter and joy. After the gifts are exchanged, we all raise our glasses for a toast. Arthur’s father, a kind man with a twinkle in his eye, leads the toast.

I twirl around in his hands so now I’m face to face with him and I wrap my arms around him. “Merry Christmas, Taylor.” He mumbles, kissing my hair tenderly. “Merry Christmas, Rory.”

"I really need some time to think. That reminds me, my old journal is full and I wanted to get a new one. Can we swing by an office supply store?" At the next stoplight, she reached into the back seat and pulled out a wrapped gift from under her coat. "Here," she said, handing it to me. "What's this?" I asked as I pulled the bow off and opened the wrapping at the seams. "Merry Christmas," she said, flushing with apparent embarrassment.

“This is the message." I glared at the screen, the words registering before I could even finish reading. “Shipment NX043- delivery time 12:15- date 12/03/25. Everything was the opposite of how it was supposed to be. Above, was my number boldly written as the sender. “There has to be a mistake," I said, reaching out for my own phone.

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.

As I come in through the door, I find Dom and Shel in the living room, Connie had been called into work and Jason was in the basement wrapping something special for me for Christmas, according to Dom with a wicked grin. I grin back at him as I hurry downstairs. As I come through the door, I find Jason sitting on the bed and has already finished wrapping the gift that's on the bed in front of him. It's a medium size square box wrapped in green and red striped paper with a silver bow on top. "Hey, baby," he says grinning at me as he takes a hot glare over my body, making me instantly molten for him.