Novel & Cerita Bedtime Stories For Lovers

It did not help that she wanted a replay of that kiss, every single time, even as she was staring at the picture. There was a knock on the door and Maeve immediate shove the magazine under the table, straightening up as the door opened and her boyfriend, Issac, walked into the office. Yup, she had a boyfriend. After their first date at the restaurant where she arrived late, Maeve and Issac had a gone out a couple more times after that. Then, he asked her to be his girlfriend and she saw if yes of course. Why wouldn’t she? Issac was nice and smart and dreamy, and he was so handsome too. Maeve was pretty sure she was falling in love with him. I mean, did he usually kiss her like Dominic did th

“Your left eye twitches like crazy whenever you're lying. I've told you before, right?” How did he even manage to pick up on that? Embarrassed at being caught at my own lie, I cleared my throat which suddenly went dry. I tried to remove my chin from his hand but he held on tight. He bent his neck and dropped a kiss on my forehead. “I like you, Angel eyes,” he declared. “I really do. And I really hope that one day you will overcome whatever is holding you back and…just like me back.” He straightened and flashed me a narrow smile. “All done,” he announced and got down from the bed. He picked up the sheet again and slowly covered me up. “You should get some sleep, it's already late.”

The night was a sanctuary where dreams took flight, where love knew no boundaries, and where the whispers of stories past and future echoed in the silent spaces between sleep and wakefulness. With a soft smile on her lips, Mama Hazel surrendered to the embrace of sleep, her heart filled with the echoes of tales untold, dreams yet to be dreamed, and the infinite beauty of a world where love and imagination reigned supreme. In the sanctuary of the night, she found peace, joy, and the gentle promise of a new day filled with the magic of storytelling and the enduring power of love.

A surprised gasp escaped me, which only made his grip tighten. “You have no idea how hot that sounded,” he murmured. “Is it?” My voice was barely above a whisper. “It is,” he said, his hand slipping under the hem of my shirt to rest just above my waist. Even that small touch sent heat spiraling through me. “Keep making those little sounds,” he added, “and we’re not sleeping tonight.” “What sounds?” I asked, breath hitching as his fingertips traced slow shapes on my skin. “Those,” he said simply. “They’re making me lose my mind.” His voice turned softer. “God, I love you so much.”

Adom agreed too smiling at Ash, his eyes full of love. “Definitely mated.” He said again but they ignored him, too busy smiling at each other. They returned home a little after nightfall and after feeding cat they put the kid to bed. Adom tucked them in telling them a story while Ash accompanied his lover’s narration creating pictures. Once the boys were asleep, they tiptoed out of the room, heading to the living room where Ash sat down on the couch sighing. “I’m exhausted.” Adom said flopping down on the couch too, laying his head on Ash lap.

"Well, I think your girlfriend can't give you one anymore." "And why is that?" "Because your wife will give it tomorrow at the altar." "It's not tomorrow anymore. It's past 12 A.M." I broke into laughter at his impatience. "Yeah, but I think your wife will get angry if I give you a birthday kiss. So let her have the pleasure." I smiled. I could imagine the smile on his face as we continued to talk. We didn't stop, even though my eyelids felt heavy. *** "I told you to get some beauty sleep, but you never listen to me," Rose scolded me as she tried to cover my dark circles.

Just as he approached a room’s doorway, he heard Tina and Kara’s conversation drifting from inside the room. “Tonight’s bedtime story is called ‘Tadpoles Searching for Their Mommy.’ The warm spring is here… A bunch of little tadpoles want to look for their mommy… After overcoming all the obstacles, the little tadpoles finally found their froggy mommy. Together, they lived happily ever after…” Tina’s tone was gentle as she read the bedtime story out loud from the storybook to her daughter. Kara lay in her arms, her heavy eyelids already glued together. She struggled to say, “The little tadpoles are very pitiful… I won’t be separated from you, Mommy… Even if we do get separated, I’ll find you

“I want to know….” He pecked my lips, smiling warmly. “There was a time when prophecies were told in tales. Are you willing to listen to a boring bedtime story?” I giggled, snuggling closer to his warmth, not needing a duvet to keep the cold away. “I’d like that.”

She wakes to his snoring its raining outside she can hear it loudly on the roof must of been what woke her it seems like it's night time. Her stomach growls loudly and she laughs ok food and she kisses his cheek as she gets up he smiles and rolls over hugging his pillow. He looks so cute she thinks as she moves to the restroom then out to the kitchen looking at the clock on the stove its 7pm at night huh we must have slept the day away no wonder I am starving. Grabbing a glass for some tea she drinks while looking for something too eat. while she is in the pantry in walks Tam hey baby she says as he comes up behind her holding rubbing her stomach. Hey now there is nothing in there yet don't

After the birthday party was over, while our guests were saying their final goodbye here and there, I briskly walked out of the hall and into our bedroom, to check if everything was in place. The room was dimly lit with candles scattered around the floor as its source of illumination. The smell of the roses enveloped the room, creating a romantic atmosphere. I put on a piece of slow but soft-flowing music. “All I need is your love tonight,” I sang, alongside the music playing in the background. I paced back and forth, staring at the huge clock at intervals. “Why the fuck is she not here?” I asked, growing impatient. In less than a second, the door creaked open.