Anthology Melody Bedding Novels & Stories

"It isn't caving." "It absolutely is." "It's... strategic financial planning." She bursts into laughter. "Whatever helps you sleep at night." As we begin gathering the paperwork, I wander a little farther down one of the aisles. Blankets. Sheets. Tiny pillows. Stuffed animals. My heart melts a little more with every step. Then I stop. Folded neatly on a display is a bedding set unlike anything else in the store. Soft sage green. Cream-colored trim. Tiny embroidered wolves beneath a glowing moon.

" Melody went back to whatever she was doing. Still sitting on the hospital bed in a medical gown, the smell of medicine in the air was thick. The beeping sound that annoyed me was finally gone, praise goodness for that. I had sworn I was going to destroy that thing if I woke up to it. The damned machine didn't let me think or sleep well. In my sleep, Katherine and Melody had tidied themselves quickly, making them presentable, but the sadness between their brows couldn't be washed away. Melody was wearing a dark purple sweater, with off-white Nike shoes, paired with white trousers. From how badass she looked, I say Katherine was at hand. On the other hand, Katherine was wearing a jean of her

“You are going to shower. A real one. Hot water. Soap. I am not saying you smell like roadkill but if I lit a match in here we’d all pass out.” Jimmy scowled. “Listen here—” “Then,” Melody steamrolled, “you’re going to eat actual food Jessica cooks and you’re going to sleep in a bed, not a concrete floor.” Jimmy opened his mouth. Melody steamrolled harder. “If you argue with me I will hex your knees.” Jimmy shut his mouth with a sound that might have been a grudging grunt. “Great,” Melody said brightly. She turned to Baylee. Her eyes softened. “And you,” she said, gentler now. “You’re going upstairs.”

I asked, walking toward a hallway nearby. Melanie nodded and followed behind me, still holding my hand in hers. Her grip was tight. Her breath hit my neck and shoulders as she spoke again, "That's right. But be careful. You may get too much of what you are asking for.." "I'm willing to take the risk," I replied. We walked together into the master bedroom, which was at least four times the size any bedroom needed to be. The walls were painted white and the floor looked like wood, yet it was also black and glossy, like marble. I was unfamiliar with the material. There was a king-sized bed made of mahogany that sat upon a raised platform. The headboard had been stained a deep red and matched th

She spotted her neatly folded red two-piece at the foot of the bed. She nearly slapped her forehead in frustration. What was she supposed to wear now? She had lost her dress last night. Her eyes roamed again, and she smiled upon spotting a white robe hanging at the head of the bed—similar to the one Alexander was wearing. Carefully, she reached for it, making sure not to let the blanket slip off her bare body. Since she was still sitting, it wasn’t too difficult, and the robe was hung at a low level. Once she put it on, she quickly stood up from the soft bed—the most comfortable one she had ever slept in.

Melody pantomimed the grumpy elders in the mirror, mouth full of toothpaste foam that she spat out angrily into the sink before rinsing her mouth. She scrubbed her face probably a little too hard, as she was extra pink when she was done and smoothing her night cream into her skin. Still no sign of Alexander. With a sigh Melody went to the laughably large bed in the center of the room, rolled herself under the white duvet, curled onto her side and fell into an uneasy sleep. Mom life and school full time was tiring, but without Alexander next to her, it was hard to be truly at rest no matter how exhausted she was.

“Why don’t you come to bed and get some rest. I bought you and me a present. After everything tonight, I think it should wait.” “What is it?” Anthony goes to the closet, he comes back to the bed with a fancy wrapped gift box. “It was to start our honeymoon.” Melody opens it to find a red see-through teddy night gown. She lifts it up to look through it; “It doesn’t leave much to your imagination.” “That was the point. I can tell that tonight is not a good night for this. We can wait a day or two then give it a try.” “I don’t know anything else that would be better to distract my mind off things. I love how you make me feel.”

I saw that she was messaging her husband, so she had to be asking for Brook’s opinion about this. To no surprise, Brook agreed to it and even comforted Melody by saying that I was an honest man. He told her not to worry and just bear with it for one night. After we went into the room, I freshened up a bit, and the fatigue from the trip crashed onto me. I sat down on the bed and brought out the melatonin I usually took before sleep. I swallowed a pill and went to bed. At that moment, Melody finished taking a bath and came out wearing a silk sleeping robe. The fabric wrapped up her beautiful body and showed off her curves. I could not take my eyes off of her.

The bed was large enough to accommodate the two of them on it. A worrying crease disrupted the fine line of her brows and her pulse quickened. How would they even do it? Annie walked out of the closet, Mel’s neatly folded undergarments clasped to her stomach in one hand, and the other hand closing the sliding door behind her. She paused when she noticed Mel staring at the bed with a troubled look on her face.

I beg with the little huntress, she snuggled close to me, I thought the snuggles were only for Logan, but I guess I deserved some too for letting her sleep in my bed instead of her crib. I and Melody slept in, in the morning, we had a long night, and the bed is much more comfortable than a small crib, or that's what I believe, she slept in through the whole night and a bit of the morning. When I woke up, her small body wasn't glued to mine anymore, her little tail wasn't moving against the bed, instead, she was somewhere under the blanket, her tail moving gave away her location. "Melody? Where have you gone little baby?" I ask out loud pretending not to have seen her under the blanket.