Book Pillow Thoughts Novels & Stories

I start to drift off into sleep while holding her when a thought rumbles through my mind. Shit. I didn’t think to pull out.

“It must be because I have been thinking about all of this continuously. Yes, that could be it.” Because if it wasn't. It couldn't make sense to her. It was more confusing than dismaying. A lone small sweat strolled down from the side of her forehead to the length of her chin. Catching her breath, she elevated her head in the air. When her breathing calmed down, she tumbled backwards very steadily and slowly. Keeping her head on the pillow, she unintentionally mused about those moments, which were still afresh in her mind. Moments of her dreams as they twirled around her now closed lids, she exhaled. What was it?

End of flashback I got out of the shower and got dressed. I felt more myself instead of like a hot bloody mess. "You two ruined my pillows!" "We can get new pillows, Carden," I said as I dried my hair. "No, we can't get new pillows like these! These pillows were pure Egyptian ancient silk fibers with duck down as filling." "Sorry, they were comforting to us while we cried out blood. So very sorry that you have those of all things on our bed." "I didn't think you would just reject me while you two had your cycle either!"

"What's wrong" "My blood pressure" she said. "I can feel it. It's spiking again" I helped her to the couch. I got her water. I checked her pulse. It was racing. "Breathe" I said. "Just breathe" "I can't" she said. "I can't stop thinking about them. About Sophia and Lila. About all the people who want to hurt us" That night she fell asleep on the couch. I carried her to her bed. I lay her down gently. I covered her with a blanket.

chased by giant legos or something. I mean, what are the chances?" Stephanie nodded, seemingly understanding – well until a knowing smile made its way to her face as she said, "so, you had a dream about being chased by giant legos, right?" "No...maybe...yes." "Oh, Spongebob," she said, laughing. Had I mentioned she had such a beautiful laugh? It was almost...mesmerizing. And I found myself staring at her with a small smile, thinking to myself that I actually wouldn't mind if my mornings were like this from now on; with her being the first person I saw. Wait, what? I could imagine my monsters in the city pillow screaming, 'you betrayer! I thought you said I was your favorite morning si

It’s like my brain fogged and for a few happy moments I don’t remember the fact that my life has essentially been hijacked by a man who probably signs legal documents with the same enthusiasm other people reserve for murder. But then reality hits as I stretched on the very large bed which wasn’t my student bed and hell. It was cruel! Everything came crashing down like some kind of unwanted tidal wave as I remember it all. “Wonderful.”I groan into the pillow in frustration and Damn it the pillow unfortunately is amazing. It’s Soft expensive and probably handcrafted by monks somewhere in the mountains. Even the damn pillow is richer than me. Shit! I guess I could hate the guy but not his house

We clearly agreed on sleeping separately . I looked at him keenly, I think too deeply as his clear and god damn godly features were too noticeable and to die for.. “Ahm erm… I didn’t say that. That never came up in my head” I coughed the thoughts away as I tried to focus on anything else and lift up my leg slowly. I can’t believe I’ll mistake him for a pillow. I’ve been doing it for years and it’s only normal that this mistake happened right? .. The thoughts in my head didn’t go far as my leg was pulled back down with his rough but nice looking hands … damn Ava focus! He shouldn’t be awake, I shouldn’t be thinking of such so soon. It’s not some silly novel that I’m reading.

I was hugging his pillow. I opened my eyes and looked at his pillow. I hugged the pillow considering him. His alluring sent was on his pillow also. I considered that pillow as him and started to talk to him. I was still sleepy . It took me always a complete one hour to be in my fresh state, sometimes even more. So, I closed my eyes and started to talk to his pillow considering it as him .

When did either of them have time for shopping or guessing my sizes? “Um, thanks,” I say, walking into the room and looking around. My room was a bit cozier than the rest of the house. A king size four post bed sat against the largest wall, directly across from the door. It was adorned with a light purple duvet and what appeared to be at least twenty decorative pillows. “Are all those pillows necessary. It just seems like a waste considering you have to remove them before you can even lay down?’ Xander laughed and shook his head, “I told you man, not all women are into filling every inch of their bed with useless pillows.”

He could have also picked up the pillow from other side of the bed why does he want to make me feel so conscious feeling him leaning above me, he still had me trapped with his body enveloping me as he caged me with both of his arms on my either sides. Is he thinking about sleeping in the same room, I was dread at the thought. I can’t just live in the same room with his presence around me. But, at least I had not to share this bed with him. ‘Probably he will go and sleep on the couch the looking at him picking up the pillow', this thought passed through my mind.