Best Book To Read Before Bed Novels & Stories

Even if he’ll have to drag me there. Not making situation tough for myself, I fidget with the hems of the shirt I wear, and wonder if I can buy myself some time before getting under the sheets with him. “Do you… have any books?” I ask, avoiding eyes contact knowing he’ll catch the hesitance there. “Books?” He repeats, and I feel his eyes piercing through me. “Yes… I have a habit of reading before bed.” I hope he buys this lie. Well, it’s not a lie entirely. I do love reading books, but in bed, I like falling asleep while reading.

I wonder and then my eyes fall on the wall clock which is hanging on the wall in front of me. It's 7:34 PM. I gulp and go inside. The door of the room is still open and I eventually forget about it. I see two bookshelves on the right side of the room. I walk towards them and scan the books. The Silent Patient, The Art Of Dealing With People, Criminal Psychology, Bad Science, The Power Of Your Conscious Mind, Thinking Fast And Slow, Atomic Habits, Rationality, Talking To Strangers, Righteous Mind, The Theory Of Everything.

I am definitely getting paranoid. When I get home I see my parents have settled on the couch to watch a movie, The Notebook for the thousandth time. I giggle. I say a quick goodnight to my parents and decide to head upstairs to read a book. I get to my room, put my bag by my desk and go to my closet to retrieve my pajamas. I do my nightly routine. I brush my teeth, floss and wash my face. I climb into bed and pull out The Witcher book I have been reading.

I find it more of a comfort, I suppose I am a creature of the dark, therefore I am more accustomed to it. I return to her, watching as her fingers mindlessly reach for another book on her stack, but she is an inch short. I reach out, handing it to her. I admit I feel at home there, back in her vicinity. She takes it, and I examine the books she packs through. I pick one up and ponder which section of the library she is working on. Ah, "The Time Before," the full account of Alexander's rule. The abundance and all that came before the Mages Curse. Before all death fell forward, before chaos, before Loss, before the emblems of war.

It was already 9 pm, and I was really tired, but the book was so interesting, demigods, minotaurs, camp half blood . As much as I wanted to keep on reading, I couldn't, last night I didn't get much sleep and its all coming back right now. Its not like I've been so busy today, I haven't done anything, I was more sleepy than I was tired. Sighing, I marked my page, 237, and placed it on the sofa and headed towards my room. But not before I made sure to close all the curtains in the cottage. Especially the one in my room. It was the creepiest. I shut the door and crawled up the bed and under the blanket. The bed was much warmer and more comfortable than yesterday, but I couldn't help but feel th

“Fayne, I'll do my best to make you strong but please give yourself a few days to heal and keep reading the books I've given to you. That way, you can fulfill all of your promises.” “Okay, ma'am.” I responded and watched her leave the room. I looked at the books on the table and grabbed one and started to read it page by page. It had a lot to deal with ingredients that could heal common illnesses. As I continued to flip through the pages, I got hooked on the book and continued to read. Before I knew it, It was nighttime. I moved to the other book and as I looked through it, I saw that it was about how a human could harbour demonic powers.

"Eason." "I've been told that the jiggle is the best part of hitting it from the back." He tucked a bookmark into the book and closed it before looking at me, "What's on your mind?" I looked away. "What are you reading?" "How to Teach My Sister Better Evasions Tactics." I scowled at him. "Yeah? A bit of light reading before bed?" He tilted his head. "Nah. That's the Kama Sutra." I laughed and nudged him. "You're terrible."

As my eyes drifted closed, the book beneath the bed felt like a ticking time bomb. Whatever secrets it held… they wouldn’t stay hidden for long.

Tonight, I’m done fighting it. I’m lying on my bed wearing nothing but a tiny black lace thong, my nipples hard from the cool air and anticipation. My heart pounds as I slowly spread my thighs, already soaked. The wetness has been dripping down my folds for hours just thinking about him. The door to my bedroom creaks open.

The sun was gone, but it was still hot as sahara. I leaned in the bed and closed my eyes. As usual I couldn't sleep. I got up and took a book to read. It's one of my ways to feel at peace with my mind and body. Maybe this will help me get sleepy. The living room. It's majestic just like this book's theme. An impossible love story. Prince, princess. Breaking the rules for love. There is no better place to read this piece of art. I stepped out of my room and headed for the stairs, clutching the book to my chest. I lifted it to my face, inhaling its scent, old paper tinged with something almost... majestic.