Castle Pillow Novels & Stories

But Lisa sounded relaxed, so maybe it was a good thing. When Terry's men came to pick up the pregnancy pillow, Hersha even told them to take the pastries she had made to Lisa. Terry looked at the stuff his men brought back, only to realize this was not just a pillow. It was a U-shape pillow, providing full-body support to the user. Lisa could sleep on any side with the pillow. "You're going to sleep with a pillow like this?" Terry asked.

He made trip after trip, bringing in what looked like huge and oddly shaped pillows and scattering them around the den. "What in the world is all this?" I asked, weaving my way through them all. He picked one up, staring at it like it was an alien and scratching his head. "They're pregnancy pillows for you. I didn't know which one to get, so I just got them all and figured you could try them out and see which ones you like best.”

The next thing she knew, she was already fast asleep. Celeste felt cold and she instantly moved closer to the pillow beside her. Her nose crinkled when she felt that the pillow was... unexpectedly warm. She smiled and scooted closer to it. She bet that it was now already early in the morning. That's why she felt cold. She moved her face towards the pillow but it became hard. She suddenly felt a light movement from the pillow, which is very unusual.

I growl at him. “Well it's good for me,” he says before ending our conversation. I pull open the door and walk inside the hut. Everything is dark until a sudden blue flame in the corner lights it up. The fire burns in a small pit, opposite to what I assume is the bed. "They haven't touched anything," November said, sounding like Iris and looking around. The bed is a pile of furs laid over a strange version of a mattress. "They tied a moose skin into a giant pillow shape and stuffed it with feathers and fur, it is actually very comfortable," she tells me, pointing towards the bed.

“I meant our first night as husband and wife.” Cassandra sprang up, grabbing a throw pillow and hurling it at him. “Stop teasing me!” she huffed, feigning annoyance. Caspian laughed, but effortlessly caught the pillow. “Alright, alright,” he conceded, raising his hands in mock surrender. “In that case, do you have any other requests, Mrs. Verity?” A thought suddenly struck Cassandra. She crossed her arms and gave him a serious look. “Yes. Go get me strawberries. Your child wants strawberries.”

My hair had begun to fall out of place from its braid, and I had to push long black strands from my eyes to look around the room. The room itself was nothing but beautiful at first look. High ceilings, and tall windows set with sheer blue curtains gave a view of the castle’s courtyard, where colorful tulip gardens, and bubbling fountains gave a serene vision. The stone floor of the room was cold and hard, but giant plush powder blue rugs were set up around a small fire-place, and surrounded a small cozy looking fuzzy blue couch. A dark wooden coffee table sat in front of the couch, and had a sparkling glass lamp in the center of it. A large four poster bed was set into on the left corner wit

She picked up a new pillow and gently placed it on the bed—it looked soft and plush, the kind you’d sink right into. “I made this pillow myself the night I heard the Alpha was getting married. It’s a gift for Luna,” she said with a bright smile. “I knitted the cover with soft wool, filled it with lots of fluffy feathers, and added a bit of lavender and rose fragrance to help you sleep better.”

Draevon stood in the doorway and stared at her. The bed was big. It was a massive bed, made for a king, big enough for three people to sleep comfortably without touching each other. But Kaelithra had somehow managed to occupy every single inch of it. Her left arm hung off one side. Her right leg hung off the other. Her head was on his pillow. Her hair was spread across his sheets. She looked like a starfish that had crawled out of the ocean and decided to take a nap.

The morning sun peeked through the heavy curtains of our cabin, casting a bright, golden line across the carpet. I woke up slowly, my eyes heavy with sleep, and immediately noticed the giant wall of fluffy white pillows running right down the center of the large bed. The pillow wall had survived another night.