Lullaby Sweet Dreams Novels & Stories

The gate opened gradually and she drove in. “Where are my babies?” she said as she rushed inside the house. She was actually referring to Steven and Arianna. The little Miss. Arianna Gillian sat on her father’s laps as they watched cartoons on the television. Arianna loves cartoons a lot but her favorite was sleeping beauty. She jumped down from her father’s laps immediately she saw her mother. “Mama” she said as she ran to meet her mother. Arianna was a year plus now and the only word she said fluently was “mama”. Steve Gillian was a bit jealous and tried to make her say his name but the little beauty gave him a hard time.

You said you wouldn't wait You said you wouldn't cry It's a very late night Oh, it's a very long goodbye Can we stay like this for a little longer Yes, even though this is a dream that will be forgotten Close your eyes I will put you to your last sleep My lullaby Baby sweet goodnight There won't be any scary dream Your long, never-ending days Please just let them go now Should I just hug you silently? The dream is almost ending already But I will let go of my heart And sing you the last song My lullaby Baby sweet good night There won't be any scary dream Your endless long sorrows Please just let them go now...

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.

Her mother kissed Sira's forehead and whispered, "Sleep well, sweetheart. Sweet dreams." Sira fell asleep with a smile on her face, and this time, the dreams that came were not nightmares. She dreamed of playing in a garden full of sunshine, blooming flowers, and high-flying swings. The man in the black robe was no longer there, replaced by a sense of security and happiness that she created herself.

I had no where in mind, I just wanted to walk around, under the night sky with the cold breeze at it's peak. Don't lie Eldse, you know what you're looking for, don't deny it. You're roaming around under the night sky, with the hopes of finding her. I wasn't. I just want to cool my raging head and nothing more. I didn't miss her. You want to talk to her. You miss pouring out your pain to her. You miss her listening to you. I didn't. I was trying to shut out the contrasting voices in my head when I saw a slim silhouette of someone. I see I'm not the only one looking to drown their misery this night.

“Do you think it’ll work?” “Oh goodness, Nyla… just sleep, please. Tomorrow might feel a little better.” “Fine,” I whispered, my voice small and defeated. “I’m ending the call now, okay? Try to rest.” “Okay… goodnight, Susie.” The line went silent. I dropped my phone onto the bed and curled up again, hugging my big brown teddy bear tightly to my chest. I couldn’t sleep.

“I know you will slay all my nightmares.” Mom starts singing a lullaby I haven’t heard in years. I hear the lute and harp playing the soft introduction. My eye lids are heavy. “Close your eyes the night is kind. Lay your heavy heart in mind. What you lost still knows your name love does not forget the flame. Sleep will take what words can’t say, carry pain far, far away. Dream my love, dream tonight. I will guard your rest till morning light. Dream my love don’t weep or fight you are held in dreams tonight.”

After a moment, I released her lips and tongue, trailing my wet kisses down to the hollow of her neck. "M-Michael, stop…" she whispered amid her panic, but she moaned near the end. Yet, when my lips traveled to a sensitive spot, she couldn't help but let out a sweet, innocent whimper. From then on, her voice turned flirtatious. As her soft moans grew more frequent with the quickening of my touch, my own restraint finally began to fray. Brushing my lips against her ear, I murmured between breaths, "Annie, do you like it when I touch you?"

Lila fell asleep quickly, silently crying as I ran my fingers through her hair, trying to soothe her but not wanting to make her uncomfortable. I want to show her support without making her uncomfortable in any way. I think she was just so mentally exhausted and overwhelmed that her mind needed time to recover. I can feel the pain radiating through our bond. She is devastated at the news. I stayed with her for a couple of hours, falling asleep as I inhaled her scent. Bonds can be a funny thing. We have a scent as a wolf that is unique to us. We can all smell each other, but our mates will always smell delicious to us. When they smell Lila, she will smell like cherries and almonds, but for me

"What are you saying? A girl? Have you seen your hairy chest, dude?" Tony frowned slightly and nodded. "Yeah, right? But why do I keep seeing her through me in the mirror in my dream? She has my face, but it isn't me. Oh no. What stupid dream is this? You don't put drugs in my drink, do you?" Timmy scoffed and stood up from the floor, turned towards the window and parted the curtains. Sunlight flooded the room, the voices of the singing birds perching on the hibiscus tree near the window became louder.