Bedtime Stories Mickey Mouse Novels & Stories

◊◊◊ "Mom? Can you tell me that story again?" Candice smiled as she tucked her in the bed "Why do you want to hear it, baby girl?" she asked. She looked at me and smiled, showing her incomplete set of teeth. "Because it's my favorite story, ever!" she giggled. "Please, I want to hear it before I go to sleep," the young girl pleaded with her puppy eyes. Candice sighed and sat beside her. When she's like this, she really couldn't resist her cuteness.

I said and went inside first. I missed another chance to tell him. Perhaps, tomorrow I’d be able to tell him. Lucas settled between us and again I saw how Logan’s face showed disappointment. Was he planning to sleep beside me? “Mommy, can you tell me a story? It helps me to sleep easily.” Lucas turned to cuddle with me. “I am not good with stories but I’ll tell you one tonight about a little girl who was the princess of her parents just like you but one day, she was left alone.” I said.

“We’ll stay until you fall asleep.” Liam lies back down, his little hand reaching out to grab mine. I sit on his other side, smoothing the blanket over him. “Daddy, tell me a story,” he mumbles, his voice already heavy with sleep. Jason chuckles softly, leaning down. “Once upon a time, there was a brave little wolf who loved his Mommy and Daddy very much but was scared to sleep alone in his bed...” By the time Jason finishes the short tale, Liam is breathing evenly, lost in dreams. Jason glances at me, his voice barely above a whisper. “He’s out.”

I don’t really know how to manage curls, but I do my best—working some oil into the strands, combing gently until it settles into something resembling control. Once he’s dressed in soft pajamas, I tuck him into bed, smoothing the blanket over him. He reaches for a familiar book and holds it up. "You promised," he reminds me, his eyes wide with expectation. I grin, taking the book from his hands. "I did, and we’ll read it together." I squeeze onto the edge of his cot, making myself comfortable as I open to the first page. The story unfolds, the brave little mouse facing its adventure, and I bring it to life—adding exaggerated voices, dramatic pauses, jump scares that make him giggle uncontrol

I guided Micah into his room, the nightlight casting soft blue stars across the ceiling. He climbed into bed without much protest, already half-asleep, and I carefully placed the little container with Mr. Wiggles on his nightstand, right next to his dinosaur lamp. “There,” I whispered, tucking the blanket up around his small shoulders. “Mr. Wiggles is all settled. Now it’s time for you to sleep too, okay?” Micah blinked up at me, his little hand reaching out to grab mine. “Mommy… when is Seraphina coming home?”

Conrad hug him tightly followed by Noah and soon Lexi was giggling by the little kisses by Noah. "Dadddd ticklesssss". He shrieked and ran to Moon who hide him in his arms. He was still laughing as Moon wiped his cheeks with the softest smile he had. Conrad looked at him and he caught a change of expressions. Like a little emotions.. But he shook his head. He was just being paranoid. Right? "Did you sleep well sugar-pie"? Sky racked his hair who nodded quickly. " Mickey came and went to Star to drop the kids. He said he will be back at dinner". Lexi told them stretching in Moon's arms.

they squealed, and I felt so proud of myself. "Thank you, my babies; Mummy will always make you proud," I beamed and then helped them into the room. Prepared their bath and then changed their clothes to their nightwear. "Mummy read us a bedtime story," Maya requested, shoving one of the storybooks in my hands. Smiling, I sat down on their bed and began reading to them. "Once upon a time, there was a mouse named Rafe..." A few minutes later, and they were already asleep. I stood up quietly, kissed them on their forehead and turned off the light before tiptoeing out of their room and walking to the bathroom to have my bath and sleep.

That's when I noticed she didn't have a book, she was telling him a story as she looked off, like she was watching the story unravel in her mind as she spoke out loud. "Once the bear was caught in a net. He thrashed about this way and that until he was exhausted. Then he fell asleep. While he slept a host of little mice began playing all over his great body. Their tiny feet tickled him and he woke with a start. The mice scampered off, all but one that the bear caught under his paw. "Tweek! Tweek!" the frightened little mouse cried. "Let me go! Let me go! Please let me go! If you do I'll reward you some day! I will!"

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

I brushed my teeth and took my night gown and put it on before heading to Emily's room. Hey, Emily, I called out her name. Have been expecting you, you know I can't sleep without you telling me my bedtime stories. She was lying on her bed, changing into her pajamas. Sorry I took so long I said, sitting on the couch right beside her bed... "Once upon a time... I began." The princess was turned into a mouse by the wizard... I was narrating the third bedtime story when I noticed she had fallen asleep. I stood up because I had started to feel sleepy too. I covered her properly with her blanket, switched off the light, and then went to my room through the adjoining door.