Not Just for the Holidays

Not Just for the Holidays

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Romance
It's 1989, Jonathan Byers is 21 and living in New York, half-living at NYU and half-living inside a tiny little apartment living paycheck to paycheck while creating small films. Christmas pulls them back into the same house, the same memories, and the same almost late night conversations, lingering looks, and all the things that they didn't say. After Jonathan sends out the pictures he took over the holidays, after seeing him looking at her in nearly every frame, Nancy sees the truth, the things that Jonathan had hidden In front of her. Realizing she needs to know who they are without Hawkins holding them together, Nancy runs to New York. A broken window, a snow-filled night, and one long-overdue confession later, they rediscover what it means to be each other's safest place-changing both their lives forever. (All charachters belong to the duffer brothers and creators of stranger things)
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"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

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