Heres some stories that take place during the holidays or are about the holidays. So get it the spirit, grab a cup of hot chocolate (don't forget the marshmellows), kick back and enjoy! Recommendations are presented in alphabetical order. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A Christmas Poem by Jevic Completed in 2005 One Chapter (254 words) A Christmas poem. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A Smokey Mountain Christmas by The Carolina Scribbler Completed in 2005 One Chapter (8,203 words) I ran across this story on the WayBackMachine on the Deweywriter website and fell in love with it. Hey, he's a Tarheel. What's not to love? Drew Simmons lives in Franklin, North Carolina and says a prayer just before Christmas. Will his prayer be answered? You betcha! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Spirit of James by The DomLuka Completed in 2005 One Chapter (9,324 words) Link verified to GayAuthors.org/Author/Domluka on 21 September 2024 I first met James at a Christmas party my parents were throwing. He was the contractor they had hired to put together the new house they were building as an anniversary gift to each other. It would be a lot bigger than the two stories, three-bedroom house I had grown up in, which meant that there would be plenty of room for either me or my sister if we needed it, which wasn’t something I was about to complain about, considering that at twenty four, I was about to run back home with my tail between my legs. Needless to say, it wasn’t looking like my best Christmas ever. For someone who moved out at eighteen and never looked back, I was not exactly looking forward to moving back in with mom and dad, especially because I would have some explaining to do. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ That's What Christmas is All About by Jevic Completed in 2005 One Chapter (1,832 words) A Christmas story. Have a hanky ready cuz yer gonna cry. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Under the Mistletoe" by DomLuka Link verified to GayAuthors.org/profile/domluka// on 21 September 2024 Christmas 1 Chapter (7,475 words) Completed 2010 Added 21 September 2024 (archived-word) I’ve always wanted to be kissed under the mistletoe. I think it started around the time I was five years old, at the Christmas party my grandparents have every year in their six-bedroom home in Colorado. I always loved that house--on three acres, surrounded by nothing but forest--but I always loved it more at Christmas, lit up with lights and no room untouched by my grandmother when it came to holiday decorations. And there was always mistletoe, right there in the entryway as you walked in. That’s where I first saw it happen. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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