Lullaby Sweet Dreams Novels & Stories

(LULLABY OF WOES) “DREAM, DREAM SWEET BEAUTIFUL MAIDEN, DREAM OF A WONDERFUL DREAM, BUT IF YOU WAKE UP A PRIEST BESIDE YOU, HEADLESS AND POOR, WILL TAKE WHAT’S LEFT OF YOU.”

I coyly smiled at him as I asked, “What are you talking about? How do you know what I'm dreaming?” “I know because every time you have that dream you talk in your sleep. You talk about Laylan, Artimous, Grealan and Ivy. Then you're hard to wake up after that. I was just curious as to what your dream was about,” he finished and his lips curled at the edges into a smile.

He finally spoke after a long silence. "I won't," I assure him. "Nothing will go wrong, I won't waver easily, trust me." There was a long silence, then he said his goodnight without saying any other thing. "Bye," I said softly and hung up. I walked over to my bed and looked at the picture of Mr Gilbert Ryan on the laptop, my eyes darkened and I clenched my fist. "See you soon Gilbert." I lay on my bed and closed my eyes as the song Russeli sang with me played in my head, then I drifted to sleep, letting the rhythm of the song play on.

V. The sweet achy but sensational feeling felt all too real. This just can't be a dream... It can't be one of her silly dreams, she rolls closer to him and stared up at him saying "Is this one of my silly girl crush dreams, you aren't here aren't you"She whispers trying to hold back the tears slipping from her eyes. "I don't know why we're this close like this but so apart in real life"She whispers saying as she holds back her sobs.

"As stars above begin to gleam, The flower sways, a graceful dream. Its fragrance sweet, its beauty rare, It fills the night with love and care." The words flowed effortlessly from Mabel's lips, each verse a delicate thread in the intricate tapestry of her lullaby. I felt myself sinking deeper into the comfort of her song, the worries and fears of the day melting away beneath the soothing strains of her melody. "And as the night begins to fade, The flower sleeps, in peaceful shade. Its petals closed, its dreams unfold, In the embrace of night, untold."

She carried him in her arms and smiled as he started to play with her hair again. "Does little Jiu-Jiu want mommy to sing him a song?" she asked, wiggling her brows. He giggled and nodded softly. "The moon is bright; the wind is quiet. The leaves hang over the window. My baby fell asleep quickly. Sleep, dreaming sweet dreams. The moon is bright, the wind is calm, Gently moving cradle, Mother's baby, close your eyes, Yeah sleep, sleep, dreaming sweet dreams" (This is a Chinese lullaby that I have listened and searched for on Google I believed it was called "Northeastern lullaby")

“How about a song instead?” Anya nodded eagerly. “Okay!” Penelope’s voice, soft and melodic, filled the room: “Hush, little star, shining so bright, Guide this sweet girl through the night. Dream of wonders, soft and deep, Close your eyes and fall asleep.” Before the song ended, Anya’s eyes had fluttered shut. Penelope smiled, brushing a stray curl from her forehead. “Goodnight, sweet pea,” she whispered. She kissed her forehead, tucked the blanket snugly around her, and switched off the lamp, leaving the room bathed in the soft glow of the ceiling stars.

“Hush now dearie, close your eyes under silver painted skies. Where lycans hum their moonlit tune, and wolves dream softly with the moon. Tiny shadows drift on air glowing warm with witches dust, while humans rest in nighttime’s quiet shade. Even gentle vampires roam, finding stars to call their home. All the world sleeps safe and deep.. So hush, my love… it’s time to sleep.” The lullaby sounded sweet, soft and familiar but.. wrong. I immediately turned around to find a cradle rocking gently in the corner of the room. Empty on the inside yet the lullaby continued even though no one besides me was there.

GYPSY'S POV 🎶Now the sun turns out his light, Good night, sleep tight. Dream sweet dreams for me, Dream sweet dreams for you. Good night, Good night, everybody, Everybody, everywhere, Good night.🎶 I shut my eyes after the lullaby ends and force a yawn out of myself, ready to sleep like I've been for the past three hours. Five minutes later, I'm staring eyes wide into the darkness. Ugh. What the heck?

She pulled away and looked at me "My dream" "Come on, are you blaming yourself now? His death must have been a coincidence with your dream" I tried to believe as much as possible. "Let's go home" *** "Lunch is ready sweetie" mom called and I jumped out smiling. She carried a tray of cookies in her hands, walking towards me but she suddenly jerked and the tray fell off her hands to the floor, the cookies lettered all over her feet.