Lullaby Stories Novels & Stories

" She staggers up, slamming the bolts on the door, top and bottom, then rushes across. 'It's alright, Lamb. He's gone now.' Crouching down, she rocks him in her arms... Sobbing, 'You're bleeding, Mommy...' 'It's nothing, Sweetie. Don't worry.' She wipes his face with the cloth, squeezing warm soapy water. 'Is that better?' 'A bit.' 'Shhh... I know it hurts but let's have a sleep. We'll both feel better afterwards.' 'Will you tell me a story?' 'Of course I will.' She's talking all funny. 'What story would you like?' 'The one about the train to the zoo...' Carefully, she lifts him into the bed then climbs in beside him. 'Once upon a time, there was a little boy called Larry....' She speaks slo

The Bedtime Story The twins were tucked into their beds, smelling of lavender soap and fresh cotton. The room was dim, lit only by the glow of the nightlight shaped like a crescent moon. "Story time!" Lyra demanded, clutching her stuffed wolf. "The one about the King!" she requested. Alex sat in the rocking chair between their beds, stretching his long legs out. Zara leaned against the doorframe, listening. "Again?" Alex asked. "You know how it ends." he told them.

Lara’s POV The lullaby wrapped around us like a gentle cocoon, my voice soft and melodic as I sang the old Frost Fang melody about the Moon Goddess watching over her stars. The children lay nestled against me on the oversized bed, their small bodies warm and finally relaxing after the ordeal.

The threads of history, destiny, and memory intertwined, leading us deeper into a maze of mysteries. Days turned into nights, and the room was strewn with a mix of ancient manuscripts, books, and Alex's hastily scribbled notes. Candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls, giving life to the tales of old. "Here!" Elena exclaimed suddenly, pointing at an obscure passage in a dusty tome. "It speaks of a song – 'The Lullaby of Lys’tral.' Legend has it that when sung with true intent, it can unveil the path to the lost city."

It seemed unusual and foreign. “Wail for me, sweetheart. I enjoy listening to lullabies.” She muttered in a sexy manner as she moved her body, reaching for his as his desire for her grows more and more. She cannot hold him responsible for the fact that even it no longer concealed his lust. She was a beautiful woman who was deadly.

Lullaby and good night, With pink roses bedight, With lilies o'er spread Is my baby's sweet head. Lay thee down now and rest, May thy slumber be blessed. Lay thee down now and rest, May thy slumber be blessed. Lullaby and good night, You're your mother's delight, Shining angels beside My darling abide. Soft and warm is your bed, Close your eyes and rest your head. Soft and warm is your bed, Close your eyes and rest your head.

No sparkle. Just me. And a wolf inside me that is slowly remembering how to exist. Before we leave, I take Melody’s drops, two under my tongue. Cool. Clean. My senses settle without dimming. “Lanterns,” Tessa whispers as we head down the stairs, practically bouncing. “I bet it’s beautiful.” Briar mutters, “Beautiful traps are still traps.” She’s not wrong. The lantern gardens are… stunning. I hate that they are.

I asked with concern as I stared at my lovely boy. “I want to stay here with you.” He said, nuzzling against my chest. “All right. Since I've read you a bedtime story earlier, I will sing you a lullaby.” “Okay…" ‘Rockabye baby on the tree top When the wind blows, the cradle will rock. If the bough breaks, the cradle will fall. Then down tumbles baby, cradle and all…’ After a while, I could only hear the soft pattering of hail on the roof. Everything else was quiet. Nathan's steady breath warmed my chest, I thought he had already fallen asleep until his baby voice startled me out of my doze.

she blinked. Liam leaned down, kissing her tenderly on the forehead. "I'll tell you a story, and you'll fall asleep soon." Liam swiped the screen while his beautiful eyebrows knitted. "What kind of story would you like?" Gemma slowly closed her eyes. "I'll listen to whatever story you tell." "How about 'The Tortoise and the Hare' or 'Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs'?" "These are too childish," Gemma said with dissatisfaction, quietly opening her eyes.

Till the sky's bright with dawn, when you wake with a yawn Lullaby, and good night, you are mother's delight I'll protect you from harm, and you'll wake in my arms Sleepyhead, close your eyes, for I'm right beside you Guardian angels are near, so sleep without fear Lullaby, and good night, with roses be-dight Lilies o'er head, lay thee down in thy bed Lullaby, and good night, you are mother's delight I'll protect you from harm, and you'll wake in my arms Lullaby, and sleep tight, my darling sleeping On sheets white as cream, with the head full of dreams Sleepyhead, close your eyes, I'm right beside you Lay thee down now and rest, may you slumber the best Go to sleep, little one, think of pup