Calming Stories Novels & Stories

He stayed in human form and spoke soothingly, "You're safe here. No harm will come to you. Relax and control your breathing." It was obvious his words had little effect and she continued to fight. With both arms straining, he managed to keep her on the bed. He racked his brain for some way to calm her. A far-off memory of his father holding him when he was a young child filtered through his mind. The humming melody of Somewhere Over the Rainbow vibrated from his vocal cords and filled the large room with the melody. He knew the wolves in the house could hear him but he didn't have a chance to feel uncomfortable because her heart rate slowed and her limbs relaxed. Finally, loosening his grip,

Watch those endless eyes and take some calm from him. “Take a breath slowly with me … Try to calm down. Breathe with me, bambino.” Jake moves so our noses are touching, and inhales slowly, those wicked fingers stroking my bottom lip tenderly, encouraging me to do it too. I follow his steady breathing in and out as those entrancing green eyes keep me locked in place. Slow, even, steady deep breathing, and exhaling until I feel less psychotic. He’s bringing some sense of control back to my body even if my emotions are still out of whack.

“You need to calm your body first.” “How?” I asked quickly. “How do I stop this?” He looked at Theo. Then back at me. “Herbs,” he said. I blinked. “Herbs?” “Yes,” Theo said, nodding. “We can use calming herbs. They help settle the wolf.” My breathing was still uneven. “But will it work?” I asked. “It will help,” Theo answered gently. Help. Not fix. But help. At this point… I would take anything. “I don’t like this…” I whispered again, my voice breaking.

"I order you to calm down, I am your master, and you are safe. Close your eyes. Feel only my chest and my hand on your head, and breathe slowly. Breathe deeply and slowly. You're completely safe." I don't know how Jonathan does it, but just listening to his firm voice, the words that come out of his mouth slowly, and hearing his heartbeat, I can already calm down. I look at him curiously, and he explains that it's a technique of psychological conditioning, and feeling his embrace makes me feel extremely safe, loved, protected. And he manages to do this in a way that surprises me.

If you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to," Ricardo said as he took her hands in his "I have to. It's just that I've never shared this story with anyone other than Sensei Tanaka. It's not a pleasant story," Beatrix said as her hold on Ricardo's hands tightened "Take deep breaths, in and out, in and out" Ricardo instructed and Beatrix did as he told her, "Yes just like that, breathe" As Beatrix listened to Ricardo's calming voice she began to calm down. "Thank you, I think I'm calm now," Beatrix said as she gave him a small smile, "I'm ready to talk now."

The peace of the riverbank was a tangible thing, woven from the murmur of the water, the warmth of the setting sun, and the deep, resonant cadence of Kairi’s voice as he brought the story of the wolf and the moon to a close. Elisse, nestled against his side, let out a contented sigh, her eyelids heavy. In that moment, the world was perfect, a tiny, flawless jewel of a future we had fought a war to earn.

God, what had I done? “Relax,” he murmured, leaning down to kiss the side of my breast. “I got this.” “No,” I said quickly, placing my hand on his chest. His skin was still hot, muscles tight under my palm. “Don’t call her. Text back. Tell her I’m fine. That I’ve been working out that’s why I sounded breathless. Yoga. Just… keep it simple.” He raised an eyebrow but nodded, picking up his phone with one hand while the other stayed between my legs, slowly fucking me with two fingers. The wet, squelching sounds were obscene in the quiet room. I shivered, another wave of unwanted arousal rolling through me.

“Okay, okay. One short story.” I sat on the edge of the bed and began to tell them a made-up tale about a brave lioness who protected her cubs from danger, crossed rivers, and fought storms to keep them safe. As I spoke, I saw their eyes slowly closing. The story turned softer, my voice gentle. “…and even though the world was wild and full of fear, the lioness never gave up. Because her cubs were her heart.” They were asleep. I sat there for a few minutes, just watching them. The quiet room, the soft breathing, their peaceful faces. For the first time in a long while, I felt calm.

I suggest, gently rocking him back and forth in my arms in an attempt to calm him down. “How about taking him for a walk outside your garden? Fresh air might help soothe him,” Hailey suggests, giving me a hopeful smile. I nod in agreement, grateful for her suggestion, and head outside with Max in my arms to see if the change of scenery will help calm him down. Hailey joins me as we walk together, Max in my arms, and Hailey begins to softly sing a lullaby, her voice blending with the surrounding sounds of nature. Her voice is soothing and comforting, and I can feel Max starting to relax in my arms as we continue our walk together. The combination of fresh air, nature sounds, and Hailey’s lull

I left as if leaving would solve our problems rather than talking solving our problems like we always did. "How?" He asked, genuinely concerned for her and it made me feel further shitty. I had never exposed this to anymore, held the detail to myself. She didn't know herself how I calmed her down. "Just look into her eyes." I dabbed my lower lip. "Tell her you're here and she's strong. Call her bookworm. She loves that name. It distracts her mind. Don't forget smiling at her and chuckling because she will put a funny remark. She calms down."