Novel & Cerita Bedtime Stories For Littles

I asked. “Yes,” she said. “But this time it’s 10% off.” Miranda added a baby bath shaped like a whale. Naomi added noise-canceling headphones—“For us, not her.” And then we got to the section of books. “Read to her every night,” Mom whispered as she handed me a copy of Goodnight Moon. “That’s how I made you fall asleep.” I swallowed hard and took it. Cassie, of course, handed me Baby’s First Sarcasm.

That life is gone, and Cain will pay for every hurt he caused. The triplets’ laughter pulls me from my thoughts. I head to their room, finding Eli, Zane, and Lily still wide awake. They perk up as I enter. “Mama!” Lily squeals when she sees me, her small hands reaching out. Zane looks up from his pillow. “Will you tell us a bedtime story?” Eli, always the serious one, adds, “A funny one. Not a boring one like last time.” I chuckle and sit on the edge of Lily’s bed. “A funny one, huh? Let me think.”

After tucking her in and covering her with the comforter, Iliana spoke. "I want a bed-time story mother." "Your father will read one to you. Adam, please read our little dart a bed-time story." Brenda said as both Iliana and Brenda made puppy faces at Adam. "You know I can't refuse you both when you make such faces." Adam said as Brenda and Iliana started laughing. "Okay, okay, be quiet and let this father tell you both an amazing bed time story." "Yes father." "Once upon a time, in a faraway kingdom, there lived a beautiful princess."

Just then, we heard little footsteps approaching and bringing our make out session to an abrupt end just in time to see Cassy standing by the door way with her stuff bunny in hand. I pushed back on my feet as I made to go to her while she stood there rubbing sleep away from her eyes. “I can’t sleep!” “Why can’t you sleep little pumpkin” Alex said, picking her up and into his arm. “mother forgot to tell us our bedtime story”. Alex fake a gasp as he stare back at me. Unlike her brothers, Cassy likes her bedtime stories and sometimes have a hard time sleeping if I don’t tell it to her. “How about I tell you that story pumpkin” Cassy gave a curt nod and he took her back to their room. While he c

The moon hung low in the sky, its pale light spilling through the open window of the modest chamber. The air was thick with the scent of rain. “Another story Daddy” Little Lily pleaded “Munchkin, you should get some sleep, every other child is asleep at this time of the night” “Well you always say I’m not like every other child, don’t you.” She said with a grin on her face. “Fair point kiddo, fair point. One more story and we are done, one very short story” the alpha replied with a fake frown.

Just like the Sun. I remember the story from my childhood. My favorite story my mother used to read to us at bedtime. I couldn’t help but reminisce. *** “Mama, can you read us a bedtime story?” Leena said while we were preparing to sleep. Mama couldn’t see me and I just kept listening. “What do you want to hear?” Mama smiled. “Leena, I like that story of The Sun and The Moon,” I said and Leena smiled with excitement. “Mama, we like The Sun and The Moon!” Mama nodded and smiled softly.

“I am not sleepy!”, the little girl grumpily said. Her father was trying to put her to sleep with a lullaby, yet failing at the same time. He let out a sigh and said, “ Zeru, you have to sleep, it is late and you have lessons early in the morning.” Zeru, “But father, I am not sleepy. How about you tell me a story instead, please.” Father, “You little troublemaker! Do you know your way out huh?! Okay, but promise you will sleep after the story and no excuse.”

I sat with my back on the headboard while Aiden and Abby lay on either side of me, with their heads leaning against me as I told them as much as I could remember from one of the bedtime stories Celine and I were usually forced to sit through back at the foster home. We always found it boring and would be among the first kids to do off before she even read two lines from the story, the other kids would fall closely behind, it was that dreadful. But tonight, the kids found my old, half-complete, gap-filled story fascinating enough to listen to as I tried to lull them to sleep.

His fingers tapped on the tabletop without any rhythm as he said flatly, “Babies sleep with their parents. I don’t mind giving you a chance to sleep with me.” Harold was speechless. No one would want to sleep with a devil, like Daddy. He would be so frightened that he would not be able to fall asleep. George was speechless. He would rather sleep alone. “How about I sleep with all of you tonight?” Mrs. Winters smiled and said. “I have learned a few bedtime stories. I will tell you stories tonight.” “Yeah! Awesome!” Melody was the most supportive one as she clapped cheerfully. Harold, who was afraid that his daddy would force him to sleep with him, clapped as well. He said, “I can’t wait to he

I picked him off the floor and walked us to the bedroom. "Can't I stay up for five more minutes?" Adrian asked, his beautiful jade eyes shimmering in the glow of his Power Ranger night light. "No, baby, you have school tomorrow," I told him, getting into the bed beside him. "How about a bedtime story?" "Yes!" he squealed excitedly. I chuckled and brought out my phone. After a few pages of the children's book I'd saved on my Kindle, Adrian was fast asleep. Plugging my phone in, I settled beside him, stroking his dark hair away from his chubby face.