Funny Adult Bedtime Stories Novels & Stories

After finishing his own ablutions, he lay down too. Kevin opened his eyes. "Bro, can you tell me a bedtime story?" "Why do you have so many demands?" "But kids always need bedtime stories." Yosef huffed. "I don't have any stories." "I've already prepared one." Kevin reached out and pulled out a flashy-covered novel from under the covers, then handed it to Yosef, adding a thoughtful instruction, "Start reading from page thirty-two." Yosef glanced at the cover: "Falling for the Ice-Cold CEO in Ninety-Nine Days."

As Skylar squatted down in bed, laughing at their tiredness, Andrew and Anna also sat up, resting on their pillows. She said, "Bedtime story, bedtime story. You love to listen to bedtime stories. Do you not?" For a moment, they both nodded their heads. I was standing by the doorstep, close to the point of unconsciousness. I was noticing Skylar guessing that I was still with them; I was quickly becoming lost in their gaze. It was a pleasure to have these adorable, intelligent kids around. I blushed as their lips moved gently, ready to question their mother, but Skylar asked them to remain quiet until she finished telling the bedtime story, sealing their lips with her fingers.

Casey pouted and Annabella chuckled "Are you trying to bribe me?" She sat down on the bed,their heads on her laps "Please another story,then we will sleep" Alex said "Fine,why not??" "Yeee!" Casey and Alex screamed "So the title of our new bedtime story is Jack and the beanstalk" Annabella said "Wow,I've never heard about that" Casey said "Me too" Alex said "Then listen as I narrate to you"Annabella said and they both smiled,then she started

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 picked him off the floor and walked us to the bedroom. "Can't I stay up for five more minutes?" Adrian asked, his beautiful jade eyes shimmering in the glow of his Power Ranger night light. "No, baby, you have school tomorrow," I told him, getting into the bed beside him. "How about a bedtime story?" "Yes!" he squealed excitedly. I chuckled and brought out my phone. After a few pages of the children's book I'd saved on my Kindle, Adrian was fast asleep. Plugging my phone in, I settled beside him, stroking his dark hair away from his chubby face.

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His fingers tapped on the tabletop without any rhythm as he said flatly, “Babies sleep with their parents. I don’t mind giving you a chance to sleep with me.” Harold was speechless. No one would want to sleep with a devil, like Daddy. He would be so frightened that he would not be able to fall asleep. George was speechless. He would rather sleep alone. “How about I sleep with all of you tonight?” Mrs. Winters smiled and said. “I have learned a few bedtime stories. I will tell you stories tonight.” “Yeah! Awesome!” Melody was the most supportive one as she clapped cheerfully. Harold, who was afraid that his daddy would force him to sleep with him, clapped as well. He said, “I can’t wait to he

His lips are still tilted in that wicked little smile. That night, Jabari and Amara refuse to close their eyes on the furs unless my voice tells them a bedtime tale. Even though I have spent five winters putting Zuberi and Tavon to sleep in our villa, I only know the basic old story about the three little forest pigs who built dens to hide from the big rogue wolf. The second I start whispering the words, I see the totally bored, blank stares on both of their little faces. They are way too smart for baby stories.

The little girl in the bed giggled as her father tickled her Adam Hale was alive and well and was sitting at the side of his daughter's bed, he kissed her forehead and tucked her into the princess pink blankets and got up to turn off the lights. “One more story daddy please” The little girl whimpered. Adam just smirked looking at his daughter and tried to con him into telling her another scary story. “Nice try, that was the eighth story that I told you since I came into your room an hour ago. Now go to bed little one, I love you.”

I would be damned if I only instructed them and left. For a million years, my order would only accumulate dirt, as Ethan and Ezra would bury themselves in their video games and Emily would baby Penny. “Mum, tell us a bedtime story.” Ezra pleaded. Defeated, I began my tale of the legendary Wolf's King and his Luna. It happened to be their favourite story, and they never grew weary of it. In less than ten minutes, they were all fast asleep, like wasted adults. I tucked them into bed and watched them sleep for a while before turning off the light.