Bedtime Stories To Read To Your Girlfriend の小説・ストーリー

She asked, acting dense. Halton placed his hands on his hips and chuckled as he shook his head. 'There is no need for a DNA test, she's really my daughter.' "Okay, play time's over, go to bed now." He ordered. She got out of the bed, searched her pink luggage, and fished out a book. "Read a bedtime story for me dada!" She said, handing over the storybook to him. "The Sleeping beauty?" He asked, reading the big title. It was a little hard to read since the words wobbled in his vision. Halton pretended to read the book since he already knew the story.

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 sit on the edge and brush her hair back gently. "Stowie?" she asks sleepily, already halfway gone. I smile and lean down, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Not tonight, baby. Mama's tired too. But tomorrow I'll read you three stories, okay?" She nods, yawning. "Dada?" My heart squeezes. Even at one, she senses when something is wrong. "Dada's okay," I whisper, stroking her cheek. "He just needs rest. We all do." I stay until her breathing evens out, then turn on her nightlight and slip out, leaving the door cracked.

Diane was still out of the room and I wasn’t sure when she would be back. Once Enid was back in bed, I settled on a small stool by her side. I told her a bedtime story – a simple fairy tale about a brave wolf pup who found courage even when in trouble. My voice was barely a whisper, cracked at times, but each word seemed to soothe her. Her eyelids grew heavy, and after a few minutes, she was curled under the covers, eyes closed in peaceful sleep. I pressed a kiss to her forehead and stroked her hair. “Sleep well, baby. Mama loves you so much,” I whispered, turning off the light. The small room was plunged into darkness except for the pale slivers of moonlight drifting through the light curta

"You don't want to tell me what's wrong Arya..did daddy scold you again? tell me and I'll go teach him a big lesson" Arya chuckled and helped him lay back down, she took the space beside him and took the bed time storybook.. "How about a bedtime story Ray.. hmm a trip to dreamy land.. such a catchy title" "It's my favorite story" Arya flipped the book open and started reading it out for Ray.. few minutes after Ray yawned and snuggled closer to Arya.. Arya's phone beeped, she peeped at Ray's sleeping face and carefully detached him from her to avoid waking him up..

She asked in a frightened voice. “How about this instead? I am a little scared of sleeping by myself too right now. How about sleeping right over here on your rocking chair and I will keep you safe. Is that a deal baby girl?” “Okay. Can you read me a story, like Daddy Roman used to do?” She asked, and I walked over to her little white bookshelf stacked with princess books and pulled out the story of Mulan. I hadn’t even made it three pages in before the soft purrs of the little girl had me lulled off to sleep.

"Whenever you're missing him, just touch your heart. Do you see? It's beating. That means he's with you always and forever," "Always and forever?" I nodded. "Yeah. Now daddy wouldn't like it if you stay locked up in your room crying all day. He would love it if you go out and play as you've always done," "Daddy liked reading me bedtime stories." She said smilingly and I grinned. "Really?" She nodded. "Mostly fairy tales." "Mhm. What fairy tales do you like?" "Umm," she hummed thoughtfully. "I like the beauty and the wolf. I also like Sleeping Luna. And The vampire and the wolf princess," she listed excitedly.

I swallowed hard, willing my face not to crumble. “Sophia... eat up your soup first so you can get better, okay?” I said gently, brushing her hair back from her face. “But it’s true, isn’t it?” she asked softly. I didn’t say anything. Instead, I reached for her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “You have me. That’s what matters, okay? Now finish your soup, angel.” After dinner, I tucked her into bed. Her eyes were already heavy with sleep, but she insisted that I read her a bedtime story. I smiled and opened the book, she pointed at one of her favorite, about a unicorn who saved a village.

I say, helping her into the bed and grabbing the remote, turning the TV off and setting the remote down on the small coffee table. I must have seen it wrong; yes, there's no way it could have been him. He's probably fine; I'm just overthinking it. It could just be a coincidence. I try to convince myself, but what I can't seem to shake off is the nagging feeling at the back of my mind. One that I ignore at the sound of Cami's voice. "Can we read a bedtime story?" she murmurs from the bed, and I turn to her with a smile. "Of course, baby; give me a minute," I murmur, slipping into the bathroom to change out of the robe and into a soft pair of satin nighties.

she explain and I nod wiping few lone tears. "Come on baby time to sleep" she says. I get under the covers and she read me a story, she got some books for me, my favorite being Cinderella. Sunday passed in a blur, I don't know how the day just went, we just video chatted and had fun together. Now we came to Monday, the worst day of the whole week, god, kill me now. I got dressed for school, didn't put any make up on because why bother, its just another Monday.