Best Bedtime Stories For Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Once setting the firewood in place, making the dark room glowed through the orange flame and prepared enough heat to keep the small cabin warm all through the night, she sat by his only son, making herself and her rounded belly comfortable in the soft bed. "My son, it is time to go to sleep. Now, what stories do you wish me to tell you? I have many already prepared for you. Is it about a king? Or how vampires or the werewolves come to exist? Or a princess who falls into a deep slip after being prick by a cursed needle? Which one would you like to hear, my love?" The young boy looked like he was thinking rather hard and his eyebrow scrunched, figuring what stories would be good. After a few m

Some hours later:- Trisha closed the bedtime story book. She looked at her son, who was sleeping soundly beside her. It was their daily routine. Rain likes to hear stories before sleeping. Before, he didn't have to do that because back in their apartment, Rain preferred Zee instead of Trisha to read the story for him. "His mom doesn't know how to read the story in a cool way," he explained. Trisha pecked her son's brow, admiring his sleeping form.

The setting was very romantic. This was their marital bed. They slept on the same bed for three years. Now, they were sleeping in the same bed again. Gabriella felt the scorching presence of someone lying beside her, and she couldn't ignore it. For some reason, Gabriella felt nervous. She closed her eyes for some time but couldn't fall asleep. Henry whispered, "Gabby, are you asleep?" She answered softly, "No." "Do you want to hear a story?" "Sure." Henry started to tell a story in a slow and low tone. After he finished, Henry asked again, "Are you asleep?"

Angel changed into her pajamas. Brushed her teeth and got ready for bed. Shayla lay down beside her on the bed. Angel curled up close. Rested her head on Shayla's shoulder. Grayson sat in the chair beside the bed. Picked up a storybook from the nightstand. He started reading. A fairy tale. About a princess and a knight and a dragon. His voice was soft. Soothing. Perfect for bedtime. Angel's eyes started getting heavy. Drooping. Closing.

“Just give me some time, I’m trying to take care of some things at the moment.” After that, the line went silent. I almost thought he had hung up, till I heard his soft sigh. I slumped my back against the bed frame, and tears streamed down my face. “Aaron, you need to go to sleep now,” I said, trying to coax him to sleep. “No, mom. Read me a bed time story since you’re not coming home” he murmured, his voice sleepy. “Alright,” I nodded, giving in to him. “So what type of story do you want to hear?”

"Adonis, do you want me to take you back to bed?" "No." "Why not?" I said. "You know you need sleep if you want to grow up big and strong." "I don't want another nightmare," he pouted. "Alright. How about this? What if Mommy comes with you and helps you fall asleep? I could even read you a story." Adonis's whole face lit up at the mention of a story, and I couldn't help but smile. "I'd like that," he said. "Give me a moment to clear..."

``I could not sleep," she pouts. I smile as I go into the bathroom to take a quick shower. As the water slowly cascades over me, washing away both the physical and emotional stress of the day, I come out with the towel tied around my waist and head into the closet to pick out a short. I climb gracefully into bed, allowing the soft sheets to envelop me. Tiredness pulling into my eyelids, I nestle myself next to Alex, her warm presence immediately calming my senses. She wraps her arm around my chest. Her touch is gentle yet firm, as if assuring me that she is here for me. Goodnight, my love," she whispers, her voice carrying a hint of vulnerability. I kissed the top of her head, sending a wave

“Gourmet meal?” He grinned. “Spaghettios. And canned peaches for dessert.” “Tempting, but I wouldn’t want to intrude.” She crouched down by Landon and straightened the seam on his footie pajamas. “So, I’ll leave the books here, but tomorrow night, I’m thinking we’ll start having story time before bed. Does that sound good?” When she smoothed his damp hair from his brow, he looked at her with those enormous blue eyes. Then he crawled closer and held his arms out for her to pick him up.

I said assuringly. “No. I don't wanna stay alone." She begged, dragging my wrist. Realizing that there was no other way I could leave the room, I came up with an idea. ‘I’m going to tell her a story until she falls asleep!’ "Okay, Marissa, you know what? I have enough stories to tell you, tonight! Do you wanna hear it?” “Yes!" She answered enthusiastically. "Then, climb into bed ASAP!” I said eagerly as both of us crawled into bed, throwing the covers over us.

“Seriously Ashley, I might get upset if you go through my messages.” “Dumb boy messages, just let go of me, I don't care anymore.” “Promise?” “Yeah.” She scoffed and he did, she didn't try taking the phone again and he lay beside her. “You should be sleeping, it's late already.” “I know and am exhausted, but I can't seem to fall asleep. Can you tell me a bedtime story?” “Bedtime stories are for kids, not twenty-one-year-olds.” “Just tell me one.” “Okay, I don't really know much so how about I tell you the story of a demon who has lived for over a thousand years.”