Disneys Toy Story Novels & Stories

I still didn’t know nor understand his motives, but I placed my hand in his. “Deal then,” I whispered, my hand still trembling in his. Jesse’s grip was steady and warm. His expression remained unreadable, his eyes pinning me in place. “The contract will be ready for you to sign tomorrow morning.” My chest tightened. A marriage contract. An heir. Three years. It all sounded so surreal, like some twisted fairytale. “So…” I began cautiously. “Where do I stay for the night?” He arched an eyebrow like the question actually amused him.

Toy story 4 or Nemo. Nemo won. Aka his pick. I don't care if he's a kid, this kid is very uneducated about Toy story. He said he didn't even watch the first one. I'm going to have to have a sit-down talk with Lincoln. After just 20 minutes of the movie playing, he falls asleep. I tuck him in bed and get up to go change. Once I'm done showering and change into a pair of sweat shorts and a matching sweatshirt.

All the work wore him off and all he wanted to do was to cuddle with his little girl all day. He remembered the movies and games they played earlier in the TV room, with Madie stuck to his side all the while. He thought her how to play Uno, dice games, and even Monopoly. She didn't quite understand, but it wasn't hard pretending to lose the game, so she'd become happy in winning. Her smile and giggle were the only reward he needed. Aside from that, they binge watched Disney and Pixar movies. Wall-E and Toy Story made her cry, especially when Andy left Woody and the others and moved on to his college life. He remembered Madie saying that she'd never leave Ellie or give her to another girl.

I couldn’t help myself and bought a lemon one to match the nursery. We’ve bought stuffed animals and a huge Donkey from the Disney movie that will sit in the corner, the baby is going to be spoilt so badly and I just hope that both Luna and Cody will ground it because oh boy, it’s going to be hard to resist a baby Brannigan anything. I’m already in love with her and she’s not biologically mine.

My eyes widened as I had one of those light bulb above head moments that we see in animations. Zach stared at me curiously as I ran across the living room to where my TV was and opened the drawer underneath it, only to reveal a huge collection of Disney movies and shows stored in there. “Nope. No. Never. Absolutely not. Thank you, but no. I don’t want to watch movies about a princess and a prince falling in love in the weirdest ways ever and then of course, bam. Happily ever after. I refuse.” He whined but it was a futile attempt because I am determined to make him watch all of these.

I was craving to cuss at him but Hope was staring at me. “We will talk about it later,” I looked away from them, picking up a toy, “isn’t it Woody from the toy story?” I asked, pretending to be more intrigued by the toy than my mate and my daughter looking at my face. “Yes! It is. That is one of my favorite cartoon movies,” thankfully, Hope being a child was much more innocent than the evil Silas. “That is great, mine too,” I stated, sharing the enthusiasm with her. “And your mother will talk to you about the wedding tomorrow morning,” Silas being an as*hole he was, gently rubbed her arms and then passed me a very annoyed look.

Once the housework was done and everything was ready for tonight, There wasn’t anything else left to do. ‘Do you want to go and watch a movie, bug?’ She started clapping so I picked her up and carried her into the front room. The TV had pretty much everything you could think of for watching shows and movies, Netflix, Amazon Prime, Sky Movies, Disney+ etc etc. Scrolling through, as soon as Haley saw Toy Story, she started clapping again, getting overly excited. Well, I guess she’s chosen! I put the film on, and she settled down and started watching, occasionally making a happy noise when her favourite characters, Bopeep and Buzz would come on the screen.

" I'm not yours, I was never yours and I never will be yours!!" " Oh really?" His brows rise up in a challenging tone. another gasp appears from the crowd. I can hardly tell if it's supporting me for standing up to Draven or feeling sad for me "yes, really!, I'm not a toy anyone can just own " I add trying to wiggle my wrist off his hold but the intensity increases. " but that wasn't what you said last night was it ?, I mean when you are screaming my name and begging me to fuck you more" he winks and everyone laughs

He asked as I grabbed the pajama and the shirt from him. “I do love those films.” “They’re part of my childhood memories. I had toys of them but I don’t know where they are now.” “Toy story was everyone’s childhood memories.” I trailed. I was already beginning to unbutton my shirt and then unclasping my necktie and the next I know; I was already naked right in front of Ambrose. “Why are you looking at me like that?” I noticed Ambrose was staring at me as if I’m a piece of free meat.

“Every day you prove how much you want to be my perfect toy.” I snuggled against his chest, exhausted but glowing with happiness. “Thank you, Daddy… I love being yours.” He smiled and tightened his arms around me. “Tomorrow we’ll try something even more intense. I want to take you to a crowded festival with the toys on for the entire day. Would you like that challenge?” Even though I was tired, the thought sent a fresh thrill through me. “Yes, Daddy. I want to try it.” He kissed the top of my head tenderly.