My 2019 Projects Update

List of Projects

(I want to finish this year)

Move -MLW Short Story Series

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This series first premiered on MLW June of 2017. And there are currently 13 Chapters posted. But I haven’t updated since January of 2018. So it’s been quite a while. LONGEST HIATUS EVER! I just recently gathered my notes on this project, and re-read all the chapters. I am working on Chapter 14 and Liam and Aria’s loves story will continue soon, I PROMISE! This is my priority project!

Start from the beginning- Read Chapter 1- HERE

Summary: Liam Whitmore is a wealthy business executive who goes through the motions of working in his corporate world day after lousy day, making deals and kicking ass at it. However he often feels uninspired, and unable to do what he really loves. Until one day he meets a younger woman named Aria Lenz, struggling to become a dancer. Her simplistic yet driven nature strikes up a spark of inspiration in him, and he makes it his mission to get to know her. Little does he know, it’ll be the hardest “transaction” he’s ever had to make. They’re worlds apart- will he finally get through to her, or will his fire fizzle?

Crazy Stalker Love– MLW Short Story Series- COMING SOON!

This was a story I thought of during the fall of 2018 and it is partially written and saved on my computer but needs some serious love. I did announce it on the blog, that this was coming. I think it will be featured on MLW after “Move” wraps. It needs to be finished and put into Chapters. 

Summary: Henley Hendrix is a badass who doesn’t let anyone tell her what to do. She has always had an intense and complicated history with her ex boyfriend Hunter Stone. Some may even go as far to say, that his love for her has always exceeded any normal standard. They have a painful past that she just can’t seem to get over, but she also can’t seem to let him go either. While selfishly hanging onto their intimacy, in the mist of her on again/off again relationship with Hunter, Henley starts seeing a new, dark, mysterious Mr. Perfect. But everything isn’t always as it seems to be. *There are a bunch of other interesting characters that get thrown along for the ride too. 

NaNoWriMo Project loosely Titled “Afire Love”

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Summary: Sadie Sullivan has always been a romantic at heart. But she always plays it safe. Err on the side of caution, is practically her motto. After all, you can’t fail, if you don’t take any risks right? But what happens when a handsome acquaintance challenges her to face her biggest fear of all…falling in love?

On my instagram, I gave daily NaNo updates, and I shared some Sneak Peeks of my book on there throughout the month of November 2018. I also gave a hint that my two characters face a similar struggle these two characters faced in General Hospital. 

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Dante & Lulu (GH) They faced quite a number of struggles so which one do you think I am referring to? 

This book needs to be finished, edited ALOT, and formatted. But I past my 50,000 NaNo word count! So that’s a plus!

Television Pilot

I have been writing scenes for this show since I was in high school, which for a time frame, has been over a decade. I have notebooks, and loose papers, and saved documents all over the place. I started to work on the pilot episode back when I said I would, but the world I’ve created in my mind has become so big, that I can literllay see seasons of stories unfolding. So to narrow down the lives of these characters to the very beginning, has just proven to be quite hard. Last Update.

I will not give away much on this. This is a big one. But I will give you a sneak peek of a mock poster I made with my #dreamcast. I totally know all these pictures are old. This is just who I imagine my characters to look like. 🙂 [Sorry the title is a secret for now! Have to keep some secrets!]

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Tori Kelly, Bruno Mars, Kris Allen, Demi Lovato, Katelyn Pippy, Joshua Jackson

Special Self Publishing Project– not going to give away the title but let’s just say I’ve been writing it for the past 6 years and probably long before that too. I will just give you a little tiny hint-  Faceless Man. 

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As you can see I have quite a few projects on my mind. They tangle up and I just don’t know where to start. And then I get another new idea and start writing that, and then I stop and get distracted and thrown off track of writing anything all together. It’s definitely overwhelming. But my goal is to finish all of these projects by the end of this year. I need to learn to finish what I start. I need to get my stories out of my mind and onto paper and into the world. It’s the only way these characters are going to leave me alone. 😉

 

Wish me luck and a bit of magic!

 

To my fellow writers out there,

how do you start what you finish/deal with balancing multiple projects?

 

*I do not take credit for any images used in my edits or otherwise.*

-<3-

 

Move- Chapter 13

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Previously on Move– Read Chapter 12 HERE

“So listen these events are usually incredibly boring…but we usually raise a lot of money for the children’s charity. So please, just…behave…and try not to make any spectacles of yourselves,” Yolanda says sternly to both Layla and Aria.

“Yoyo, relax, we’ll be the perfect dates, girl scouts honor,” Layla says as she holds up her fingers.

Yolanda makes a face, “It’s not you I’m worried about.”

Aria laughs, “What does that mean?” she asks her hands finding her hips as she gives her cousin some attitude.

“Don’t think, I don’t know why you REALLY came tonight.” Yolanda says opening the door to the event.

“I’m slightly lost here,” Layla says her eyes darting from her sister to her cousin as they walk into the lobby of the hotel hosting the event.

“Liam Whitmore…he’s the main sponsor.”

“Oh that’s right! Where have I been?” Layla says her brows furrow. “Oh this night just got good.” She adds, smiling excitedly.

“Hey, I can be professional.”

Yolanda huffs.

“I can.” Aria argues.

Yolanda and Aria exchange semi-angry glares.

“Ok seriously we promise, we’ll behave,” Layla says allowing her serious face to shine through in order to lessen her sister’s nerves, she ushers them into the ballroom. “Come, come,” she says with a giggle. 

Yolanda, Layla and Aria waltz gracefully through the large gold doors to find the room decorated in crystals and glitter, tall white feathers in vases on each table, silk silver table clothes, and white silk chair covers.

 “Wow, Yolanda, this place looks incredible,” Aria says, her long, fitted, strapless, black gown trailing behind her as her hips sway.

“Thank you very much,” Yolanda says smiling as she looks around, nodding with approval.

“Great job, Sis!” Layla says smiling as she pulls her into a hug.

“Ok well excuse me, I have to just go double check a few things, you guys can take a look around and admire my work some more, (she says smiling and starting to walk off) Don’t get into trouble while I’m gone,” she adds sternly as she points her finger at them with accusation.

“There’s practically no one even here yet, what trouble could we possibly get into?” Aria says shaking her head as she looks up seeing Liam step out of another room off to the back of the ballroom. His eyes find her instantly as they lock onto hers, a smirk forming on his lips.

Layla notices, “You were saying?” she says looking over at Aria with curious eyes.

“I’ll be right back,” Aria says floating off toward him, her eyes not moving off him.

Layla laughs and sits at a nearby table, to watch.

Suddenly a waiter comes over with a tray of glasses filled with champagne, “Ma’am” he says in an asking tone.

“Oh, yes. Why, thank you,” she says smiling and taking one, her eyes sparklingly at his smiling face. His dimples showing.

***

“Hello, Mr. Whitmore,” Aria says very professionally.

He smirks.

“Do I have to curtsy?” she says laughing.

“Ha ha, very funny, love,” he says with a chuckle.

“Sorry I couldn’t help it, you look so… official,” she says with small laugh, placing her hands on her hips as she shrugs her shoulders a little bit.

“Well you look…” (he pauses letting his eyes wander, his stare creating some heat.)

“Liam…”Aria says shifting nervously, “get there faster,” she says her cheeks beginning to blush.

“Breathtaking.” He says his eyes shooting up to meet hers.

Aria smiles, her heart pounding.

“Thank you, you look quite…dashing yourself,” she says laughing.

“Thank you,” he chuckles.

Aria stands there suddenly unknowing of her next move.

Liam smiles at her, leaning in he whispers, “So would it be too forward of me to hope that you’ll stay with me again tonight?”

Aria smiles and looks up at him, “I would love to, but-“

Liam pouts.

Aria laughs, “I don’t think that’s the best idea- for us, right now, considering what happened last night and this morning…or should I say what almost happened.”

“Fair enough, love,” he says smiling politely, but obviously saddened.

“I’m sorry,” Aria says her heart breaking.

“Don’t be. I understand. Completely.” He says smiling as he takes her hand, he lifts it to his lips, placing a kiss on it.

Aria’s smile brightens as her eyes glisten with admiration looking at the man before her.

In walks an older, silver haired woman, her wrinkles real, but perfected as odd as that may seem. Jewels dress her neck, ears, wrists and fingers, a royal blue satin gown to accompany them. Her face frozen in bitch mode, beady little eyes landing on Liam as he kisses Aria’s hand his eyes flickering a certain look she’s never quite witnessed before.
Her eyes narrow, as she barks at a nearby waiter to get her a martini-dry.

Liam whispers to Aria, “Sneak away with me for a bit, later?”

Aria smiles, “I’m supposed to behave tonight, I promised my cousin I wouldn’t start any trouble.”

“Well then, love you should’ve worn a different dress,” he says smirking.

Aria rolls her eyes with a laugh.

“After my speech, meet me on the second floor balcony? It’s usually vacant.”

Aria nods.

Suddenly Liam stills, feeling her presence, he turns seeing her watching him.

“Liam, darling!” she yells waltzing toward them.

Liam’s face pales, Aria notices.

“Are you ok?” she asks taking one of his hands.

“Um Aria love, I will catch up with you a little later, ok?”

“Oh. Oh ok, yea,” she says confused as Liam darts off to meet the silver haired dragon. As her eyes watch him she makes her way back toward the table where Layla sits chatting up the cute waiter.

***

“Mum. Hello, how are you?” he says kissing her on the cheek and turning, walking her away from Aria.

“Who was that woman you were just fawning all over in public none the less!” she says her voice shrill.

“I was not fawning mother, she’s a good friend.” He says trying to stop her from interfering in his love life.

“Didn’t seem friendly to me.”

“Mother.”

“She’s quite curvy, that one, and what is she wearing, an off the rack?”

“Mother.”

“You know, I ran into Laura Lynn, the other day.”

Liam’s face falls, his skin beginning to boil.

“Did you mum, or did you happen to seek her out, since you were just so fond of her, despite what she did to me.”

“I beg your pardon, how dare you speak to me that way.”

“My apologies. Please excuse me, I’m quite nervous about my speech.”

“That must be it. My Liam never disobeys his dear ole mum,” she says with a petty pursed lipped pout and evil sparkling eyes.

Liam gives her a small smile, as he places a kiss on her cheek, he walks swiftly off toward the first floor balcony for some air.

Aria follows to find him standing gazing out at the skyline.

 

***

Aria places her hand on his back, he tenses.

“Hey,” she says her voice soft. “Is everything okay?”

Liam relaxes as he turns, “Ah, it’s you love, thank god,” he says smiling at her.

“What, did you think I was the silver haired dragon lady?” she says with a laugh.

Liam smiles small, “That silver dragon lady would be my mum.”

“Oh, oh my god, I’m so sorry.” She says mortified.

Liam laughs grabbing her by the waist and pulling her in toward him.

“That’s quite alright love, my own sister has called her worse,” he says looking down at her as she covers her face burying it in his chest in shame.

“Still. I’m sorry, that was rude of me. Of course she’s your mother. I should have guessed and just kept my comments to myself.”

Liam cups her face, lifting her chin with his thumb, he leans in, kissing her.

Aria’s eyes flutter closed as she begins to fall into his embrace, her arms circling around his neck, as Liam’s tightens his grip on her waist.

“Wow. Did I ever tell you, you can really kiss,” she whispers looking up at him through heavy eyelids.

“That’s not all I can do, love,” he whispers closing the distance between them once again as he leans into her, cornering her against the balcony railing, as his hands tighten around her once again.

Gertrude Whitmore catching a glimpse of her son’s indiscretion, her stern expression revealing she highly disapproves, as she begins walking swiftly toward the opened white framed glass doors.

Yolanda notices and slides into her path quickly, saving the day on the fly, “Mrs. Whitmore! Hello, I’m Yolanda Lenz, part of the planning committee for the event, it’s so lovely to meet you, why don’t I help you find your seat and get you another martini?”

Startled but oddly charmed by Yolanda’s abrupt kindness, she’s swayed away.

 

***

Finally parting their lips, Aria and Liam stare into each other’s eyes waiting for each other to make the next move.

Liam’s glare, intense, smoldering. Aria feels her knees buckle under the pressure.

“Whoa,” he says grabbing her, “Steady love,” he says with a smirk.

“That’s not so easy for me when I’m around you.” She says nervously giggling and adverting her eyes from his intense glare.

Liam sighs, kissing her again, not wanting to stop their private encounter.

Aria gently pushes him away, “We should really get back to the party…I’m sure people are looking for you,” she says glancing over his shoulder and noticing the room beginning to fill.

“The only one I want is right here.” He whispers leaning in once again.

“Liam. I promised my cousin, I wouldn’t cause any problems for her. And something tells me she wouldn’t love it if I kept the sponsor from fulfilling his rightful duties.” Aria says placing her hand on his chest, stopping him from another kiss.

“Understood,” he says releasing her from his grip and backing away. “Enjoy your night, love.”

“You too.” She says smiling.

Liam smiles at her and turns to walk back into the party now filled with many fancy dressed, wealthy guests.

“Oh! And good luck with your speech, if you get nervous you know what they say, just picture the audience in their underwear.” She says laughing.

Liam smirks, turning, “Trust me, thanks to you and that dress, I’m already there.”

Aria blushes, looking away.

“2nd floor balcony, in less than 1 hour.” He says looking at her, expectantly.

Aria nods, “2nd floor balcony.”

Liam winks as he walks back into the party, immediately being greeted by handshakes from business men. Flashes snapping and popping as photographers hustle around for the perfect shot. Suddenly Aria is very aware of Liam’s social status. 

Yolanda rushes over to her, “Are you kidding me? I asked you ONE thing!”

“I know I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to, we were just talking, and then he kissed me, and kept saying all these sexy things. God, he’s sexy. It wasn’t my fault. Blame him.”

“HE is not MY cousin. You are.”

“I’m sorry. But it wasn’t like anyone saw us.” Aria says pouting.

“See that’s where you’re wrong, his mother definitely saw her son groping you out here.

She was on her way to reprimand you when I intervened and managed to distract her.”

“My hero.” Aria says smiling.

“Don’t be cute, I’m mad at you, seriously Aria.”

“I’m sorry, I will be better, I promise.”

“Promise?”

“I promise. I promise, when we meet up later, Liam and I will be more discreet about where we make out.” Aria says smiling.

“I hate you, you are so annoying,” Yolanda says smiling, “but I like seeing you so happy.”

“Thank you,” Aria says hugging her.

Yolanda rolls her eyes, “Come on, let’s get back in there before Layla drinks her weight in champagne just so she can keep talking to the cute waiter with the dimples.”

“Oh gosh, you can’t take us anywhere,” Aria says laughing, as she and Yolanda enter back into the ballroom, arms linked.

 

TO BE CONTINUED…

*I do not take credit for the images used in my edits or otherwise.*

-<3-

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cheers to 5 Years! Happy Birth-a-versary!

 

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I baked some red velvet cupcakes just to celebrate a bit!

 

Let’s take a look back…

5 YEARS AGO I posted my first blog post here on michelle leigh writes… 

Hey there…and welcome ❤
January 8, 2013

I guess I should introduce myself. I’m Michelle  and I’m going to be writing for you. Writing is something that I’ve always enjoyed. It’s difficult to put one’s writing out into the world and have others read and speculate and generally speaking, critique your inner most thoughts. I’m very modest about my writing and often get nervous to share it with others, but this year I’ve promised myself that I would start changing that. I know, I know, once the new year strikes often many of us make promises we know we can’t keep…or won’t keep. But starting a blog has always been on my radar and I’ve always made excuses not to do it, but not this year. This year it’s happening. So if this blog speaks to you please read along, if not no hard feelings. But all I ask is to let this be a safe place for the written word. I’m not claiming to be an award winning writer, I’m just a girl with a lot of heart, who has A LOT of thoughts like I’m sure many of you do. Thoughts that may serve better being read then being cooped up in a journal. Who knows maybe you’ll find that someone else understands you. Here’s to writing! and Happy Reading Folks! -xoxo Michelle Leigh

To say that as I’m reading these words today, and I still feel a strong connection to their meaning is amazing. For the most part, I’ve overcome the fear of posting my work for strangers. Not that the fear is no longer there, I still find it difficult at times, but I continue to do it anyway. Sometimes I still worry what others who know me may think if they read my blog. If a family member or friend reads it, what will they think of me? Like- oh SHE wrote THIS? I know people may think of me a certain way and then they may read a “scandalous” scene in one of my short stories and think wait what? Ew. Lol. But I can only be true to my writer’s heart and to the characters I create in  my stories. At the root my stories are all about love, friendship, family. Things that make life worth living. 

Below are  all the celebratory birthday/anniversary posts over the past 4 years

“Secret” Society, “Resolutions”, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! + (My 1st VLOG)

Happy Birthday or Happy Anniversary?

Dear 2016, + Happy 3rd Anniversary!

Happy 4th!!!!!!!

In 5 years, I’ve managed to form a post schedule, share poetry, short stories, fangirl experiences, music and movie reviews, fashion, lifestyle, female empowerment, party planning tips and Writing experience/tips, with you. I’ve given you my heart for 5 years and it has been such an important part of my life. And I’m really glad that my motto, “A safe place for the written word,” still holds true for me. Because this blog has really been my writer’s outlet.

We’ve gotten to explore different writing styles, I’ve posted vlogs/videos, and I even have social media accounts for this blog now too. Come and follow along, talk to me! 😀

Social Media Links:

Twitter

Facebook Page

Instagram

It’s crazy to me that it’s been 5 years!

I’m excited for the future. For the new characters you’ll meet and the new poems that will come together and if you are reading this or have read any of my blog posts, I thank you for your support.  I know that I may not have thousands of readers, or comments, but that doesn’t matter to me.  What matters to me is that for those who do read along, or manage to stumble upon my blog, that they take something from it. That they find something in it that they can relate to. I hope you continue reading! And I hope to continue to grow this blog with all my heart.

Happy Birthday/Happy Anniversary or (Happy Birthaversary) if you will,

michelle leigh writes!

(I still don’t know what to call it!) 😉

Again THANK YOU, thank you!

See you Thursday- with an *ALL NEW* Chapter of Move! 

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-<3-

 

 

 

 

 

BLOGMAS -Day 25- “A Husband for Christmas” [Part 9] Short Story

BLOGMAS DAY 25!!!!! WE DID IT!!!!!

 

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Read Part 1 HERE, Part 2 HERE, Part 3 HERE, Part 4 HERE,

Part 5 HERE, Part 6 HERE, Part 7 HERE and Part 8 HERE.

A few minutes later Noel comes downstairs wearing a silk red robe.

Kris notices, his eye brow raising.

“Well hello,” he says smirking.

“So I didn’t have time to get you an actual gift, you know what with getting into a car accident and loses my memory and all.”

“Right,” Kris says nodding, a smirk on his lips.

“But I made you a card,” she says handing him it.

Kris turns the card over and it reads-

“Merry Christmas! Unwrap me.”

Noel stands there as she holds her hands out, an expression of expectation on her face.

“Well…whataya say?” She says laughing.

Kris laughs walking over to her, he unties her robe showing off her lacey red lingerie.

“I know we’re not in a hotel, and it’s not exactly like our usual tradition, but…”

“It’s perfect,” he says pulling her into a kiss and then lifting her up over his shoulder as he rushes up the stairs. Noel lets out a squeal.

***

Kris and Noel collapse onto their bed, exhausted, bright smiles on their faces.

“Best Christmas gift, ever.” Kris says looking over at Noel.

She laughs as she climbs back on top of him, “Let’s do it again.” Smirking, he pulls her into a kiss.

***

Later that night by the fire, Noel sits on the floor, near the crackling amber flames, dressed in one of Kris’ green and red plaid pajama tops. Kris wearing just the matching bottoms. 

“So…I’m sorry I have to ask…did it feel different?” Noel asks slightly nervous of his response.

“It felt exactly the same,” he says smiling up at her, as he leans in kissing her cheek.

“I have to admit as excited as I was to be with you- and believe me I was very excited,” she says laughing. “I was also nervous. I was just worried that I wouldn’t know what you liked, I didn’t even really know what I liked.”

Kris smirks, “Oh, I know what you like.”

“Yes you do,” she says smiling as she kisses him, cupping his face.

He pulls away to look at her.

“What?” she asks.

Kris smirks, pulling her rings from his pajama pocket.

Noel smiles happily, “You found them!”

“No, I stole them.”

Noel looks at him confused.

“Why would you…”

Kris gets up on one knee.

Noel realizes and covers her mouth, her eyes beginning to water.

“I know that I haven’t been the easiest husband to handle throughout all of this. I wasn’t my best self right now and I feel like I made one hell of a poor impression. But it’s only because I lost my mind when I thought I might lose you. I spoke to the officer in charge of your accident, and I was so relieved to find out that the accident was ruled an actual accident. But that still just goes to show that anything can happen at any time. I just got so scared. And in the mist of all of that I’ve been so afraid that you would not want to even be near me and that we’d lose all we have. When I actually ended up pulling away out of fear of hurting you. And I know by doing that, although it wasn’t intentional, I know I made you feel bad and I’m so sorry. The truth is I just love you more than anything. I know you might not remember how this all happened the first time, so I figured it couldn’t hurt to do it a second time for the woman I love.” He says smiling. “Will you marry me…again,” he asks laughing.

Noel smiles brightly. “Absolutely,” she says as Kris slides her rings on her finger. She places a kiss on his lips.

“Now let’s go celebrate,” she says grabbing his hand and rushing off to their bedroom as he laughs.

Noel and Kris are laying under their red comfy covers, Kris kissing her as she sighs grasping at the sheets.

Noel suddenly has a million flashes of different moments of her life. She freezes as Kris notices, he stops and looks at her.

“Noel…baby…are you ok?”

Noel smiles, and cups his face, kissing him.

“So I guess we’re already working on babies, like we planned, huh? We’re not even married a full month!” She says.

Kris looks at her.

“I remember.” She whispers.

“Did you have another memory?”

“No, not just one, I remember everything,” she says smiling.

“Just like that?” He says confused.

“Well your power of seduction is just out of this world.” She says smiling.

“You really remember everything?”

Noel nods happily, “I don’t know it all just came rushing back at me.”

“What’s my middle name?”

“Kringle. Your parents had a sense of humor.”

“Baby… welcome back!” He says smiling and laughing as he kisses her.

Noel kisses him back, peck after peck after peck.

“I love you so much.”

“Mmm I love you too,” he says his voice husky.

“Looks like I got my husband back just in time for Christmas.”

“He never went anywhere.” Kris says kissing her.

***

A few months later- Valentine’s Day

Noel and Kris sit at a restaurant enjoying their dinner.

“So I have something for you.”

“Well I have something for you too, but I thought were were exchanging gifts at the house.”

“I can’t wait,” she says excitedly handing him the gift bag.

“Ok,” he says laughing, as he shuffles through the tissue paper. He pulls out a small white baby onesie that reads, “I love my daddy.”

Kris’ bright blue eyes shoot up locking with Noel’s sparkling brown eyes.

“Are you?…”

Noel nods a bright smile on her face.

“So we’re?…”

“We’re gonna have a baby!” She says happily. All eyes turning to them.

“Oh my god,” he says smiling brightly, getting up he rushes over to her, pulling her into a kiss. As onlookers smile and clap for them.

***

One Year Later- Christmas

Noel and Kris walk into their living room, Noel holding a beautiful, pink, rosey cheeked bundle in her arms.

“Merry First Christmas sweetheart,” Kris says kissing his daughter’s cheek. “Daddy and mommy love you so much.”

“Babe let’s hang up the stockings,” Noel says pointing to a storage bin near the fireplace.

“Yes, absolutely, come on baby girl, let’s hang up your stocking,” Kris says walking over toward the fireplace.

“Hold on, hold on, let me take a video for you!” Holly yells rushing in the room.

“There’s Aunt Holly!” Noel says smiling.

Holly holds up her phone as she records- a sparkling ring lays on her left head. Kris hangs up first his stocking, then Noel’s and then the third one-displaying the name- Joy.

“Yayyy!” Holly says smiling. “Hi pretty girl, Merry 1st Christmas! Beautiful.” she says putting her phone down and giving her niece a kiss on the forehead.

The doorbell rings and Holly rushes over, “I’ll get it,” she says happily.

Holly opens the door to find Jack.

“Hey you,” she says smiling.

“Merry Christmas baby,” he smirks, kissing her.

“Merry Christmas, come in, come in.” She says happily waving him in.

Just as Holly is about to close the door, a voice is heard.

“Hey wait for us!”

Holly stops and re-opens the door to find Rebecca and Griffin rushing up.

“Hey, Merry Christmas,” Holly says hugging them.

***

Noel and Kris sit around their kitchen table covered in food.

“I would just like to propose a toast,” Kris says holding up his glass, as everyone holds up their glasses. “Cheers to a beautiful holiday with an amazing group of people. Noel and I are happy to call you all family. Cheers to our greatest gift ever, our baby girl Joy. Cheers to Holly and Jack on their engagement, (Holly smiles at Jack, who leans in and kisses her cheek) and cheers to Rebecca and Griffin on their upcoming little bundle. Joy can’t wait to have a friend to play with. We love you guys so much, Merry Christmas!”

“And Cheers to my husband for finally opening up his own auto body shop, Joy and I are so proud of you baby,” Noel says kissing him.

Everyone cheers exchanging I love you’s and Holiday greetings. as the fire place crackles, Christmas music playing in the background and family love all around.

 

THE END.

 

Have a Very Merry Christmas!

And Thank You for reading!

-<3-

BLOGMAS -Day 24- “A Husband for Christmas” [Part 8] Short Story

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Read Part 1 HERE, Part 2 HERE, Part 3 HERE, Part 4 HERE,

Part 5 HERE, Part 6 HERE, and Part 7 HERE

Kris looks over at his shoulder as a sleeping Noel lays upon it.

He smiles, clicking the TV off, he tapes her gently.

“Hey babe, Noel…come on baby let’s get you to bed, you must be exhausted,” he whispers as she opens her eyes sleepily.

Kris guides them up the stairs.

Noel walks into their bed room and plops on the bed face down.

“Pajamas?” Kris asks with a laugh as he opens a draw taking some out.

Noel holds her hand out, her face buried into her pillow.

Kris tosses her the pajamas as Noel forces herself up, shuffling her feet over to their bathroom.

A few minutes later, Noel returns, ready for bed to find Kris laying on their chair, instead of the bed.

“What are you doing all the way over there,” she asks confused.

“Oh I just figured you’d be more comfortable having the whole bed to yourself.”

Noel gives Kris a face, “Are you kidding, this bed is enormous, get in.”

“I just thought you’d get a better, uninterrupted night’s sleep…”

“Get in the bed, Thornwood,” Noel says sternly.

“Yes ma’am.” Kris says smirking as he pulls the comforter back.

Noel smiles as she climbs into bed.

“Bossy.” Kris says.

“You love it,” Noel says turning toward him pursing her lips, a twinkle in her eye.

“Oh I do, it’s sexy as hell,” he says as they both laugh, Kris climbs into bed with her.

Noel snuggles into him, her left hand laying on his chest.

“I love you. And I’m just so happy that your okay and that your safe.”

“I love you too.” Noel says smiling as she places a sweet peck on his lips as they cuddle and drift off into a quick slumber.

***

The Next Morning

Noel is showering, as Kris makes the bed.

“Hey baby…” she yells in between soaping and shampooing.

“Yea?” Kris calls popping his head in by the door, his eyes falling on her engagement and wedding rings on a ring holder by the sink. He smirks and sneaks in, taking them, he puts them in his blazer pocket, the one he hung out for today’s festivities.

“It’s the start of day two, just saying…” she says with a smirk, as she looks at him from behind the shower curtain.

Kris laughs peeping back over and locking eyes with her.

“Wait I thought Day Two was Christmas Day, it’s only Christmas Eve.”

Noel’s brow furrows, “Didn’t yesterday count as one of the days?”

Kris laughs.

“I don’t have a problem with that.”

Noel smirks as she closes the curtain.

She shuts her eyes, as she lets the shampoo rinse from her hair. And suddenly she’s reminded of something.

“Hey babe, what time is your meeting?” she yells.

“In like an hour.” Kris calls back, as he brushes his teeth.

“Oh, cuz I’m a little insulted that I’ve been in this shower for over 5 minutes and you have yet to try and join me…I’m naked in here you know,” she says letting the water wet her hair as she shampoos.

Kris laughs loudly and he pulls his shirt off and drops his shorts hopping in, “Come here, girl,” he says as Noel squeals, her lips crashing onto his, as she drapes her arms around his neck.

Noel stands in the shower, a smile spreading across her face.

She finishes up and opens the curtain, a towel wrapped around her. Kris smiles at her, as he catches her eye from across the room.

Noel smiles leaning out of the door, “so I had another memory.”

Kris’ eyes light up, “Did you?”

“Yea, I was in the shower and I was complaining how you weren’t in there with me, and then you hoped right in,” she says laughing.

“Ah, yea, that was a hell of a morning, ” he says laughing.

Noel smiles.

“I’ll be downstairs setting somethings up for today, I’ll let you finish getting dressed.”

Noel nods as Kris exits their bedroom.

She walks over to her dresser and begins opening drawers. She finds her lingerie draw and pulls out a similar red lingerie like the one she had on the day of the accident.

She smiles to herself as she gets an idea.

***

“Hey Noel, baby, how’s it going up there, you okay?” Kris says yelling up to her.

Noel walks down the stairs is a sexy fitted red dress, her lips bright to match, and a set of gold pumps on her feet. Her hair covering her shoulders in soft brunette curls.

“Oh Holy Mother of God- you look…” he says rendered speechless.

“Is it too much?” she says turning so he can see the full view.

“No. It is… perfect,” he says his eyes glancing over her body.

“Yea?” she says smiling.

Kris nods circling his arms around her waist, as his hands fall to her bottom.

“There’s my butt,” he says whispering against her lips as he kisses her.

Noel laughs, “No longer hidden by baggy sweats.”

“Mm mm,” he says shaking his head as he kisses her again.

Noel smiles at him as her hands lay on his chest, her eyes fall upon her empty finger.

“Oh no,” she says nervously.

“What?” Kris says worried.

“My rings. I’m not wearing them,” she says rushing upstairs.

Kris smirks to himself as he follows her up the stairs.

Noel rushes into her bathroom, and she doesn’t see the rings there.

“Oh god, no, I don’t see them anywhere,” she says frantically looking through cabinets and on the floor. “I put them right here on my ring holder, while I showered.”

“I hate to say it babe, but maybe they got knocked into the drain.”

“Oh no, you really think so?” Noel asks panicking.

“It’s a possibility.”

“Oh my god, I’m so so sorry.” she says feeling terrible.

“Don’t stress it,  I’ll figure out a way to get it back.”

“How are you gonna do that?”

“I have my ways,” he says smirking at her.

“I just feel so naked without them.”

Kris smiles at her, “Can we just avoid saying the word Naked? I’m hanging on by a thread here, and then you had to come out here wearing that dress.”

“I can take it off if you want,” she says smirking knowing she’s just adding to the sexual tension.

Kris smiles, and pulls her to him, “No absolutely not, I’ll be helping you with that later.”

Noel sighs as she pulls him into a kiss.

***

The door bell rings and Kris smiles at a happy Noel.

“Our first guest!” Noel yells as she hops toward the front door.

Kris follows behind her.

Noel opens the door to find Rebecca and Griffin.

“Hi,” Rebecca says excitedly.

Kris hops in, Noel babe this is…

“Rebecca, I recognize her from the pictures. Hi.” she says smiling as she gives her a hug.

“Please come in,” Noel says stepping aside as she turns to Griffin, “And you are Griffin.”

“Guilty,” he says.

“Come in, come in, make yourselves at home.” Noel says ushering them in, as she gives Griffin a hug as well.

***

A Few Hours Later 

Noel sits chatting with her sister Holly and Rebecca, as Kris hangs with Griffin.

Another knock is heard at the door as Kris calls out, “I’ll get it, it’s probably Jack,” he says opening the door to find Jack holding a bottle of wine.

“Hey man, thanks for coming,” as they fist bump.

Jack walks in and instantly his eyes fall upon Holly, who smiles at him.

“Oh hey, you haven’t met Noel’s sister yet have you? This is Holly, Holly- Jack.”

“Nice to meet you” Jack says shaking her hand.

“Nice to meet you too,” she smiles sweetly, a twinkle in her eye.

Kris looks over at Noel who is laughing and having such a great time, a smile he could never get enough of.

***

“Good night,” Noel says smiling as she closes the door, she turns to Kris who stands there behind her waiting .

“So, I believe you and I have plans for the rest of the night,” Noel says walking toward him, he smirks rushing toward her, he pulls her to him, kissing her.

Noel looks up at him, “Give me two minutes,” she whispers walking up the stairs.

Kris smirks as he watches after her his eyes glancing over her body, he reaches into his pocket and looks at the rings in his hand, a smirk playing on his face.

 

TO BE CONTINUED…STAY TUNED FOR THE CONCLUSION OF “A HUSBAND FOR CHRISTMAS” …COMING TOMORROW!

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BLOGMAS -Day 22- “A Husband for Christmas” [Part 6] Short Story

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Read Part 1 HERE, Part 2 HERE, Part 3 HERE, Part 4 HERE, and Part 5 HERE

Noel walks over to gather her things, excitedly and she hurries along.

Dr. King looking over at her with a smile as she notices the worry etched on Kris’ face. 

“Dr. King…” he utters.

“Yes?”

“Are you sure, she’s okay to go home, it’s only been a couple of days.”

“I would not let her leave if I thought she was at risk in any way.”

“I know I just- I’m worried…I don’t want to rush her recovery and she’s like full steam ahead with wanting to know things and be like we used to be in hopes that it could jog her memories. I’m just worried all this will do the opposite and will instead lead to a set back.”

“I’m not going to lie to you, Mr. Thornwood, there is always the possibility of setbacks with any surgery or accident. But in my true medical opinion aside from your wife’s memory loss, she is fine. Being home and out in the real world may actually do her some good.”

“Is there anything I should be doing to help her along?” he says whispering as he glances at an oblivious Noel dancing around and packing up her things. 

“Talk to her, show her pictures, videos, tell her stories, take her to places of significance…here, take my card, if you have any questions about anything, call me, I don’t want you to feel alone in this.”

“Thank you, so much,” Kris says taking the card.

Noel hurries over seconds later, with her bag. 

“So I’m all ready, can we get me signed out?”

“Yes right this way, the nurse has the paper work at the front desk.”

Kris reaches and takes the bag from Noel. She smiles at him and kisses his cheek.

“Um, Dr. King,” she says causing her to halt and turn before leaving the room.

“Are we allowed to…ya know…” she says gesturing a wave of her hand accompanied by wide eyes.

Kris’ eyes widen as he looks over at his wife, shocked doesn’t begin to describe how he felt.

“Noel…” Kris begins.

“If…you are asking me if I think it is safe for you two to have sex at this point in your recovery…” Dr. King says trying to gage the situation, her face slightly confused.

Noel nods, “Yes that’s what I’m asking.”

Kris coughs and looks down.

“Oh now, who’s blushing,” Noel says looking over at Kris. “It’s a valid question,” She says. 

“It is, I agree. You should know exactly what your body can handle at this state in your recovery. In my medical opinion I think waiting at least a day or two before any sexual activity would be your safest bet. Although you are recovering better then we could have ever expected, you still did have surgery and you did suffer a concussion, so it’s important to take it easy and not exert yourself too soon.”

“Ok so, like two days then?” Noel says.

“If you feel like your up for it in a day or two, (she says awkwardly looking from Noel to Kris who still seems uncomfortable) then yes, I think you would be fine.” 

“Great!” she says smiling as she takes Kris’ hand and leads the way out, Dr. King following close behind a small laugh on her lips.

***

Kris and Noel walk out of the hospital and Kris leads the way toward the parking garage, Noel tightening her grip on his hand.

“Are you cold?” he asks looking over at her.

“No, I’m fine,” Noel says smiling.

“It’s not too far, Jack brought my car over last night, and he said it was parked right on the main floor.”

“Ok, no problem.”

Kris and Noel enter the parking garage and make their way to their car.

Kris beeps the car as the locks open, he throws the bag in the back seat and then walking Noel over to the passenger seat, he opens the door for her.

“Thank you,” she says smiling as she hops in.

Kris gets in and starts the car, waiting for it to warm up.

“Did I upset you, asking Dr. King about when we can have sex?”

“I’m not upset, I just-I was surprised I guess. I didn’t think you’d be up for something that intimate, just yet.” he says looking over at her.

“Well let’s see, I may not remember everything, but there are some things I do know.”

“Oh yea?” Kris says smirking. 

“I know I’m your wife and I know that I think you are really sexy.”

Kris laughs and leans over to her, “Trust me, I think your even sexier,” he whispers.

Noel smiles, as Kris leans over placing a soft kiss on her lips.

“Hey you got me to fall back in love with you in a matter of days, so me wanting to have sex so soon, really shouldn’t be a surprise to you.” she says laughing. 

“Can you be serious for two seconds.?

“No.” Noel says smirking.

Kris rolls his eyes, a smirk on his lips.

“Sex is a big deal with us…it’s not just a physical thing, it’s a whole other emotional level.”

“And your afraid that I’ll ruin it. Because I’m not me. Or at least not the me your used to?

“That is absolutely not what I said nor is it what I mean. I just don’t think we should rush it.”

“Are you afraid to be with me, is that it, because I’m not going to break, Kris.”

“Let’s just talk about this at home, okay?” he says pulling out of the garage.

Noel huffs and looks out the window.

Feeling bad for how he’s been acting Kris looks over at her, while at a red light.

“Hey…”

Noel turns to him, obviously frustrated and hurt.

“I’m sorry. I love you.”

Her face softens and falls into a small smile.
“I don’t know what I’m doing here, this is completely new territory for me.”

“Oh me too,” she says laughing.

“I know and I am not meaning to make this about me. I just- I don’t want to-“

“Shhh,” Noel says putting her finger to his lips. “I love you, and you love me, let’s just focus on that.”

Kris sighs and smiles, “Come here,” he says smiling as Noel leans into him, he kisses her once again.

“Let’s get you home,” he says with a smile, his hands on the wheel.

“Yes, please!” she says happily.

Kris begins driving.

A few minutes away from home, a car stops short in front of Kris, causing Kris to slam on the breaks. Instinctively he places his hand out over Noel, to shield her.

Noel’s body jerks slightly forward as her seat belt prevents her from going anywhere, an image of a loud crash and shattered glass jolts through her mind, as she remembers a slight moment of her collision.

“I’m so sorry, are you ok?” Kris says nervously looking at Noel.

Noel stares ahead, frozen.

“Noel, baby…”

Noel’s heart begins to race, her palms start to sweat and the car begins to close in on her. She starts to feel her oxygen suck out of her. 

“I…I can’t breathe,” she says clutching her chest.

“Wha- What?” Kris says jolting and turning, reaching for her.

“I need to get out of this car…”

“Ok, um, ok…” Kris pulls over to the side of the road and hops out of the car rushing to her side. Opening the door, he brings her to her feet.

“Hey, hey, hey come here, I got cha,” he says sitting her on a bench near by. “What’s happening, I need you to tell me what your feeling,” Kris says staring into her eyes, his heart pounding as the nerves start setting in.

Noel starts to breath deeply, as she begins to calm herself.

“I’m ok, I’m sorry I just, I felt like the car accident just came flooding back full speed, once that guy stopped short in front of us.”

“Ok, well just breathe baby, small, steady breaths, you were probably having a bit of a panic attack,” he says kneeling in front of her and holding her hand, while his other hand cups her face. 

Noel nods as she starts to calm down.

“Are you ok?”

“Yes, I’m ok.”

Kris looks at her, Noel noticing the fear on his face.

“I’m ok, I promise,” she says cupping his face in her hands.

Kris closes his eyes and puts his forehead against hers.

“Let’s go home,” Noel whispers.

“You sure, we can wait a few more minutes.” Kris says staring up at her.

“No, I can’t wait to be in my own home, with my husband.”

Kris smirks and leaning up he kisses her, as they then walk hand in hand back torward their car. 

 

TO BE CONTINUED…

 

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Move- Chapter 11

I know it’s been forever but…We’re back! Aria and Liam’s love story continues…

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Previously on Move– Read Chapter 10 HERE

Catch up from the beginning HERE

Aria’s eyes flutter open, as her mind adjusts to where she is. Liam’s.

The sun light shining through crisp, light gray curtains as they blow, flowing in the gentle breeze rustling through the cracked window.

She smiles seeing him sleeping peacefully beside her on the couch. His arms wrapped around her waist.

Turning in his arms, she faces him as she places a kiss on the corner of his lips.
Liam stirs and opening his eyes, he smiles brightly.

“So it wasn’t a dream,” he says.
“Nope,” she replies laughing.
“God, I like waking up to you,” he says pulling her to him, as he kisses her again.
Aria smiles against his lips, her hand resting on his chest, she pushes him away gently.
“And I like waking up to you just as much, but-”
“Mm mm, no buts,” he says shaking his head and covering her lips with his, his arms tightening their grip around her pulling her closer to him. 
“You’re going to make it impossible for me to leave aren’t you?” she says with a laugh, kissing him back.
“That’s the plan, love,” he whispers in between kisses that just keep getting more intense by the second.

Aria’s body wraps around Liam, as her hands gently fall upon the muscles in his arms.
Each of their hearts beating rapidly, Liam’s hands firmly staying in their place on Aria’s waist.
Aria pulls away to come up for air, as she exhales, she locks eyes with Liam and they both laugh.
Aria takes Liam’s hand and places it on her chest- over her heart.
“Feel that- my heart is beating like crazy fast,” she says laughing.
Liam smiles, and taking her same hand, he places in over his heart, “We’re one in the same, love,” he says.
Aria looks up at him, and swiftly cups his face, pulling him to her, she kisses him passionately.
Liam responds quickly leaning into her kiss, as Aria falls back onto the couch.
After what feels like an eternity, Liam pulls away, sitting up.
“Aria.”
“Liam.” She says mimicking him as she lays beside him, reaching for his hand, he looks down at them and lacing his fingers through hers, he lets out a frustrated sigh.
“I don’t want to mess this up with you.”
“You’re not. You won’t.”
“If you keep kissing me like that, I’m going to lose any will power I have. And things could escalate quicker for us, then we planned. As it is, I’ve already seen you in your lingerie and I swear it is killing me, I can’t get it out of my mind,” he says a crimson blush crawling up his neck and cheeks.
Aria looks away and laughs.
“I’m serious, love, you are quite radiant and I just know that soon all the good manners I’ve practiced all these years, are going to fall straight out of my head. If I can be frank…(Aria nods her permission) I think you are incredibly sexy and every time I see you, I just want to rip your clothes off.”
Aria’s eyes shoot up and lock on Liam’s.
“Well then, we’ll have to set that dinner date up rather quickly won’t we?” she says smiling. “Although you did cook for me last night, so technically-“
Liam swiftly leans in and kisses her deeply, the urgency evident, as his hands finally slide along her body, cupping her bottom half.
Aria kissing him back, she wraps her arms around his neck.
Liam’s hands tug on the bottom of her hoodie, she lifts her arms up as he removes it tossing it to the side. Liam shifts her to a sitting position as she straddles him.
Aria breaking their kiss briefly she tugs Liam’s t-shirt off him. Smiling at him as her hands fall to his chest.
Liam smirks, cupping her face and pulling her to his lips, his hands ending up in her hair.
Aria looks at Liam as his breathing is quickened and raspy.
She reaches for the draw string on Liam’s pants, untying it, Liam’s lips moving to Aria’s neck.
“Where’s your bed room?” Aria whispers in a breathless tone.
Liam looks at her and he stills. Aria stares back, waiting.

Liam swiftly grips her legs and lifts her up, as he walks toward his bedroom.
Setting her on his bed, Aria slides her leggings off as Liam tosses his pants to the side, walking over to her, she kneels at the side of the bed in a similar black lingerie from earlier, reaching for him.
Taking her hands, he looks at her, “We’re really gonna do this?” he asks.
Aria looks up at him.

 

TO BE CONTINUED…

 

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