Holiday
Carols of the Damned
The Saint Cecilia Choir had seen better days. Once the pride of the town, their performances now drew only a handful of listeners. The director, Margaret Hensley, a once-renowned soprano, refused to let the choir fade into obscurity. “We just need something special,” she insisted. “Something that will remind people why they loved us.”
By V-Ink Storiesabout a month ago in Fiction
Saint Nicholas' Last Ride
The snow fell in ashen flakes, the sky above a perpetual gray that mirrored the despair of the world below. In the year 2147, Christmas was a relic, outlawed decades earlier by the Council of Unity. Declared a source of division and greed, the holiday and its traditions were erased from history books. But whispers of rebellion persisted—quiet murmurs of a time when people gathered, when joy and giving weren’t crimes.
By V-Ink Storiesabout a month ago in Fiction
Gift of Wrath
The holiday party was in full swing, with laughter and the hum of festive music filling the air. Emily, the office manager, had outdone herself this year. A crackling fire, garlands draped across every surface, and a massive Christmas tree glittering with golden ornaments dominated the room. In the corner, the Secret Santa table overflowed with wrapped gifts.
By V-Ink Storiesabout a month ago in Fiction
Christmas Tales ~ The White House Christmas Thief
‘Tis the season of giving, and within the grand halls of the White House, the spirit of Christmas comes alive. Lavish decorations adorn the public rooms, showcasing mesmerizing Christmas themes. Unfortunately, the less fortunate souls shall never witness the splendor nor partake in the extravagant feasts that grace this festive occasion. However, there exists a White House Christmas Thief who harbors deep compassion for the destitute, and this tale unveils her most generous heist yet!
By Mia Z. Edwardsabout a month ago in Fiction
Thanksgiving For Lost Memories
Part 1 For the first time in a long time, Thanksgiving was quiet. There were no arguments, accusations, bickering or fighting. The day started calmly, and it looked like things were going to stay that way. With the parents not there, the Thompson siblings knew this was their moment to bring order to a long-neglected place they once called home.
By Dean Traylorabout a month ago in Fiction
Coyote and The Border
“You want me to do WHAT??” Loki shook his head, glaring at the Creator. “Look, I don’t know what you’re getting at, but I didn’t think you’d be unwise enough to foist this off on Coyote. Just because I turned you down, this is your Plan B? The European god of chaos refused, so shove it onto the North American trickster god, because colonialism? Did you go mad, hanging on that tree?”
By Meredith Harmonabout a month ago in Fiction
‘Tis The Season
Tis the Season By Adrianna Gass We always start on the far edge of town, the side that presses up against the tiny local airport where the runway lights glow faintly in the dark. It has become a ritual without anyone naming it, the kind of tradition that begins quietly one year and becomes essential by the next. The boys pile into the car with the kind of excitement that fogs the windows before they even buckle in, and suddenly winter feels softer, almost gentle.
By Adrianna D Gassabout a month ago in Fiction
Christmas Tales ~ Rogue Santa
The world has taken a turn where corruption thrives, and Santa Claus has decided to walk that crooked path! After a kidnapping ordeal, Santa had a revelation that he no longer desires to maintain the guise of a kindly old man.
By Mia Z. Edwardsabout a month ago in Fiction
