Cuentos Para Mi Novia Antes De Dormir Novels & Stories

The prospect of creating a love story for our friends filled us with a renewed sense of purpose. As I bid farewell to Aurora for the night, gratitude swelled within me. I settled into bed, my mind filled with visions of a blossoming romance and the magic we would weave. Sleep came easier that night, accompanied by dreams of love, laughter, and the fulfillment of our matchmaking mission.

It was a strangely domestic image I’d started dreaming up only recently. At some point, my exhaustion overwhelmed me, and I napped while the twins played with Zayne in his room. The day went by quickly, and soon, it was time for bed. After bathing the twins and putting them in pajamas, we lay in bed while I read them a bedtime story. Luca conked off almost immediately, but Matteo held on till the end of the story. “And so they lived happily ever after,” I said, closing the book. Matteo yawned and snuggled into my arm. “Did you find Aunty Nora?” he asked groggily.

I said and went inside first. I missed another chance to tell him. Perhaps, tomorrow I’d be able to tell him. Lucas settled between us and again I saw how Logan’s face showed disappointment. Was he planning to sleep beside me? “Mommy, can you tell me a story? It helps me to sleep easily.” Lucas turned to cuddle with me. “I am not good with stories but I’ll tell you one tonight about a little girl who was the princess of her parents just like you but one day, she was left alone.” I said.

I raised a brow, smiling as their eyes gaped at me. "Is daddy going to be here with us tomorrow?" "If he rounds up his meeting tonight, then yes, he will be with us through the day tomorrow. And I'm sure you would not want to miss all of that sleeping now would you?" "Nope," they said in unison, slipping lower beneath the covers. Feeling satisfied after convincing them to sleep, I took out one of the books from the library of books in the prince and princess-themed room and read them a story before kissing each of them goodnight.

Because she was scared of thunder and always needed someone to cling to during storms, and she would be sharing his bed with him. “Um, ah, goodnight.” “'Night, Riri.” But she did not sleep. She was troubled - troubled by the fact that he was near, yet so far away. And the fact that it would remain like that scared her with an intensity she never thought possible. She shut her eyes, pushing out the tears. “You're crying, Riri.”

she asked, blinking her eyes filled with curiosity. Rica's cheeks immediately turned red. She just couldn't stop blushing when she thinks of her husband. "I knew it!" her friend teased. "You naughty girl! I was calling you last night and you weren't picking up, you could have told me you were fuc---" Rica covered her mouth. "Wait. That's not it. Nothing happened between us." "What do you mean nothing happened? So you just went on the same bed and dozed off?" Pffft. She waved a hand.

After that, we had dinner together in the kitchen, and then we went to her room, where I read her a bedtime story before she fell asleep. I was tired and had just slipped into my bed, hoping for a good sleep. My hair was loose over the pillow, and my eyes started to shut when a knock at the door woke me up. I heard three soft raps before things went silent once again. I sat up on the bed and thought I must have been dreaming when two more followed.

Once setting the firewood in place, making the dark room glowed through the orange flame and prepared enough heat to keep the small cabin warm all through the night, she sat by his only son, making herself and her rounded belly comfortable in the soft bed. "My son, it is time to go to sleep. Now, what stories do you wish me to tell you? I have many already prepared for you. Is it about a king? Or how vampires or the werewolves come to exist? Or a princess who falls into a deep slip after being prick by a cursed needle? Which one would you like to hear, my love?" The young boy looked like he was thinking rather hard and his eyebrow scrunched, figuring what stories would be good. After a few m

I agreed immediately as I had so many stories to tell? Nana never fails to tell me one before I sleep every night back then. It's just that some of them, I had slept off without knowing the end of it. Well, I'll just create my own ending and give the story a happily ever after Enzo sat on the bed with his back resting against the bed while I sat at the other edge.

In each other's arms, we find solace, love, and the promise of a future filled with endless possibilities. We cuddle together, whispering sweet nothings and sharing dreams of life intertwined. The world fades away, leaving only the two of us and the unbreakable bond we've forged. As the night unfolds, our love story continues to evolve, chapter by chapter, with each page filled with passion, romance, and deep and abiding love.