Chris had a secret that was burning a hole in his soul. He’d tried to share it with his wife some years before, but she hadn’t been ready to hear it then, so he’d kept hidden and struggled on as best he could. Most of the time he did pretty well, but at stressful times like Christmas it would rise close to the surface, near enough for others to notice.

Ann loved her husband and she knew there was something deep inside him that was tearing him apart. She longed to know what it was, to help him, but somehow the time was never right. She had griefs of her own to bear, but she always found her thoughts returning to Chris.

Emily needs a home for Christmas. All too recent memories of seeing her parents violently attacked has left her traumatised and in need of love.

Christmas is a magical time when people pray and wish harder than at other times of the year. Perhaps at such a time there’s a way they can all be helped…

Ken is having a hard time finding a girlfriend and his friends are tired of trying to help him only to see their best efforts end in disaster. They’ve decided it’s time for him to solve his own problems so, at their urging and against his better judgement, he goes to a new singles club where he meets a mysterious and astonishingly beautiful woman.

Perhaps there’s a reason why a beautiful girl is sitting alone in a singles bar. Perhaps he should have paid more attention to her warning…

"Are you always this difficult?" he snarled. When I didn't reply him, he acceded defeat and said, "I intended to give this to you when you're properly appointed as my new consort. But... since every angel in Briah and Assiah already know that you're the new 'Queen of Tartarus', I guess it doesn't matter anymore."

"You're speaking as if that was my fault!" I protested with a stomp of my feet.

"It is your fault. You shouldn't have let that pesky agent of the Thrones go that easily. Thanks to you, my mailbox kept flooding since Christmas. Now I hear I'm about to have a riot in my hands. You're the first of my consort who flaunt her new position within 24 hours of acceptance." He slapped his forehead, though no sound was heard.

"Hey, don't blame me. You're the one who tricked me."

"Oh, believe me. I have already regretted that decision."