Novel & Cerita Calming Stories

Even when she tried to sweep her brain clean of anything, Zoren was still there, smiling at her and telling her that he was waiting. A slight tug on her heart made her bite her lips. Thinking about him made her heart ache a bit, as if it were being squeezed. She had to trace her hand and do it while syncing it with her breathing. From the base of her thumb, she traced it with her right index finger. Going up the thumb, she breathed in from her nose; at her fingertip, she stopped for a second; and going down, she exhaled through her mouth. It must have been the most memorable and useful calming technique that Old Fool had taught her. She had done this multiple times before she met with the wh

I can only hope that she keeps that throughout her life. Little Eva is Calista’s mini me. Calista is constantly spending time with her. Every time someone is upset around her, she crawls into their lap on instinct then snuggles up close with them. The feeling when she does that is calming beyond words. Even when she’s not in our laps, she is constantly emitting her calming waves. Her waves are so strong that we had to cast a spell on her so that her waves would never go any farther than the room we were in. That will help keep anyone who might seek her out for nefarious purposes away.

I take a deep breath in through my nose and exhale through my mouth. I do it three more times because when I'm panicked it always helps. Can't hurt to do it now. "Atticus." I whisper his name out loud; thinking somehow saying his name will help. The warm sensation in my belly increases, continuing to relax my body. I feel a sudden sense of calmness engulfing me. "Atticus," I whisper again, closing my eyes as my mind starts to slowly drift. Concentrating seems to help and it becomes easier and easier to give in to the soothing heat in my belly. It feels so good I can't think of anything else...

“It’s too much—” 'What do I do? How can I make him calm down?' “Focus on my voice,” Raja urged, his voice soft but commanding. He slowly knelt down, making sure he was at eye level with Tales but still keeping some space. “Just listen to me. Nothing else. You’re not there anymore. You’re here, in the mansion. You’re safe.” Tales’ eyes darted around wildly, his pupils blown wide with panic. His lips moved, but no sound came out, and his chest heaved as if he couldn’t get enough air.

I ask, standing to go help him down. “Yes, we went to see some of the pack, and Uncle Cal told me stories about the Moon Goddess.” “And I promised another story before sleep, so I guess I’m on bedtime duty tonight,” Callen grins. “Can I come? I love hearing stories about the goddess,” I ask. “Sure, but this little mud monster probably needs a bath before bed,” Callen laughs, ruffling Jaxon’s hair. “I’ll get the bath running,” Remy says, standing and heading to the bathroom.

He vaguely felt her small, dainty hands rest on his shoulders and her cooling, calm and soothing voice as she whispered encouraging words to him. "Inhale, Exhale, Excel". She whispered and the soft wind blew her words deep into his ear and down to his heart, leaving an encouraging and calming effect on him. He was utterly and completely stupefied as he tried to wrap his head around how her voice had such powerful effect on him after so many years and how she wasn't even there with him. “I believe in you. You can do it. Just take a deep breath and release your energy. Be one with the silence in your environment, zone out the littlest of sounds and focus on the smooth, comforting whispers of t

Even though she did not say much the way her fingers moved towards mine said a lot. I held her hand carefully, not tight, not too loose. "I am here " and I leaned closer so she could feel me there. To keep her calm I picked up the book on the table beside her bed. It was the one she always took with her. I opened it. Started reading and my voice was low and steady. The story helped her relax. Soon she was breathing evenly and her grip, on my hand loosened. She fell asleep again. This time it felt different.

she blinked. Liam leaned down, kissing her tenderly on the forehead. "I'll tell you a story, and you'll fall asleep soon." Liam swiped the screen while his beautiful eyebrows knitted. "What kind of story would you like?" Gemma slowly closed her eyes. "I'll listen to whatever story you tell." "How about 'The Tortoise and the Hare' or 'Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs'?" "These are too childish," Gemma said with dissatisfaction, quietly opening her eyes.

”Maybe release a calming pheromone to ease her through it. Calming pheromone? I frowned at the choice of words before the scent of rain-drenched earth and warm sandalwood assaulted my nostrils and enveloped me whole like an endorphin, and immediately made my body lax. My chest stilled with calmness, no worry, no etched memory of the past, the basement, the whipping, or Knox. "It has been a week, why is she not waking up?” the alpha’s soothing voice simmered in low tones. I always wanted to listen to it because his voice always pulled me to the surface in my subconscious.

I cleared my throat and began to read: “Once upon a time, a happy family of three went camping in the forest. They set up their tent by a sparkling river, and the stars twinkled above them. The father built a fire while the mother laid out the picnic food, and their little girl laughed as she roasted her first marshmallow. They sang songs, told funny stories, and at night, they all cuddled close under the same blanket, feeling warm and safe.” I slowed my voice, making it soft and magical. Caleb and Chloe stared at the pictures with wide eyes, completely absorbed.