Goodnight Moon Online Read Novels & Stories

Wind blew against my side but I barely noticed with my think pelt keeping me warm. Ally and Tori lye in the pile, still toying with each other like puppy's too awake to sleep but too tied to run around. Christian lay on his back, pawing the air as if could catch the thousands of stars dotting the sky. Mikki rests next to Christian; her eyes closed but awake as she listened to the forest sigh and shiver in the wind. Ember lay a few meters away, watching the forest with restless eyes, she shifted every few minutes, unable to get comfortable.

Celeste I woke to the sound of Killian’s voice, low and steady, drifting in from the hallway. He was reading aloud. Not a contract. Not a financial report. He was reading Goodnight Moon to my belly. “…and a little toy house, and a young mouse, and a comb and a brush and a bowl full of mush…” The words cracked on mush. He cleared his throat and kept going. I lay still, afraid to move, afraid to break the spell.

we chimed in. Bedtime stories wrapped us in a snug cocoon. "Read 'Goodnight Moon'!" Daniella requested. As we read, Damian snuggled close. "Love you three more than ice cream and pizza combined." "Love you, Mommy!" they chimed, sleepy voices fading. With my triplets tucked in, I exhaled. Me time. A warm bath, a book, or yoga? It's been long,Mama took care of herself. Memories of their tiny hands, goofy smiles, and milestones flooded me.

“Luna, the Alpha gave specific orders that we must wait for his return. I don’t dare to disobey…” “You don’t dare?” I clutched my abdomen, my voice shaking violently from the sheer agony. “If anything happens to me or the pup, Kaelen will never forgive you. Take me right now!” Terrified, the maid finally scrambled toward the exit in a panic. But just as she reached the door, Matt, the Beta, blocked her path. “Beta, the Luna is going into labor. She needs to get to the hospital immediately,” the maid stammered out meekly.

But she's unavailable to me even in battle. I sighed softly and collapsed in my tiny bed of hay in my cell, not the best idea if the horrifying thud was any indication, but I fell asleep right away so it didn't matter. In the morning, I was woken up with the announcement of visitors. I smiled as I sat up, scooting closer to the cells as all the young pups of the pack raced over with birthday cards, Moonwell cards, and Get better soon cards, all reading some version of 'we miss you' in children's handwriting. "Awe, you pups are the best. Did you all make these? Who paid for them?" I gathered the cards up and read each one happily. "Mr. Wells paid for them!" One of my pups yipped happily.

Selene asked, talking as if she was not turning six but sixty. Anj looked ahead. “You may, baby. What do you want to read tonight?” When I looked at her quickly in the rearview mirror, she was looking at the roof of the car while her index finger pointed at her temple as she thought. I was about to suggest fairy tale titles when she answered. “Greek Mythology,” she answered, and when Anj said ‘okay,’ Selene smiled and joined Lyra Helene in reciting Humpy Dumpty. I caught Anj glancing at her wristwatch. “What time do you need to be there?”

and has the radio station logo below the words. I place Moon's phone, my phone, and my gun on the nightstand beside the bed and then push back the cotton comforter and climb between the sheets. Although it's after eight at night, the sun continues shining outside. No problem. I'm asleep in minutes, my rackety ceiling fan creating the background noise I've grown accustomed to. I groggily reply to Moon's texts every hour throughout the night. I type only one word, Alive, and then instantly fall back to sleep.

The men nodded and got to work while the others shifted into wolves and darted back into the woods to find their comrades who had been wounded by the beast. Moon's call approached his cottage which was close to a hill at the other side of a narrow stream flowing down into the river at one part of the forest. He walked across the board bridge he had made over the stream to get to his own side. Although he would have easily sprinted through the stream if he was in his wolf form but he didn't really fancy getting wet when he was in his human form.

"Indeed. We'll keep it quiet for now. Then it won't be an issue, okay?" "It's a deal. Do I have time for a nap before the pack shows up?" "Yes, they won't be here until late. Wolves are night owls, we like it when the sky is dark and the moon is out. It's been a busy day, go ahead and rest."

And even when they hadn’t… I no longer let them land. I had too much peace in me now. There wasn’t room for shame anymore. Back at the house, I carried the books Darren had ordered for the nursery upstairs and placed them on the newly assembled shelf. They were all hardcovers with soft pastel covers and gold-stamped lettering: Goodnight Moon, The Velveteen Rabbit, Where the Wild Things Are, Dream Big, Little One, I Am Enough. I traced the spine of each book with my fingertip, whispering the titles softly.