Monsters Under Bed Song Novels & Stories

I teased and she shot me a glare that made me laugh out before remembering it was about 3am. Next Charlie puth/wiz khalifa – see you again. She sighed and returned to the bed. ‘This one doesn’t tickle your fancy?’ I teased. ‘One more word from you Rodriguez and I will push you out that window to your thorny friends’. I made a zipping motion across my lips ‘You have three options; share the bed, sleep on the floor or go home’. ‘Why can’t you just get me a duvet or something?’ ‘What? Scared I’ll jump you?’

She thought maybe she and the Young Madame had a common hobby, and the Youn Master wanted to discuss it to ease the tension between them. She enthusiastically replied, “Sir, the renovated audiovisual room is amazing! Yesterday, I watched a series of movies there called ‘Under the Bed.’ I don’t know if you’ve seen it. At first, I thought it was pretty bad, but when I watched it again in the audiovisual room, I immediately felt the difference. It’s like being in the movie itself! When I go to sleep at night, I still wonder if there’s a ghost under my bed. Haha!” Katie then vividly described the plot and tried to imitate the sound effects of the audiovisual room.

“You know something, kiddo? When I was your age, I thought monsters lived under the bed.” He smiled faintly. “They don’t?” She laughed softly. “No. Sometimes they live inside us. But that doesn’t mean we’re bad. It just means we’re strong enough to keep them company.” He giggled, curling against her shoulder, his power dimming like the last spark of a dying fire. Within minutes, he was asleep. Vera sat there for a while, still holding him, humming an old lullaby. I’d heard her sing it before—years ago, when Damon was still a baby. It sounded the same but heavier now, full of the weight of everything we’d survived.

A sense of calm crept into the chest, replacing the feeling of fear that had been so pressing. Draco began to sing along with Astrid, followed by Edmund, who also started singing along. The Nightmares' movements slowed down and became calmer. "It works!" exclaimed Cassia in amazement. She and Radcliff also sang along with Astrid. The black monsters moved slowly and made a sound like snoring owls. Their bodies slowly shrank until they were only two meters tall. Their form became denser. Astrid smiled and gestured for the black monsters to come closer. Captivated by the sound of Astrid's singing, The Nightmares moved closer to Astrid and stood around her.

Arthur said mockingly and he and Jayden laughed. “You should like sleeping with your mother or the bed monster will come for you in the night,” Jayden said. “Bed monster?” Zendaya repeated her voice laced with fear. “Don’t mind him, he’s just trying to make you feel scared,” Juliette said to Zendaya. “I would believe it if I were you,” Jayden warned. “It attacks children who don’t believe in it,” he told Zendaya and the next thing that happened was he getting hit in the face by a piece of food Zendaya was eating.

I had a bad feeling about this house,it always gave me the creeps,I closed my sleepy eyes,I should just listen to dad and lay low. "Jesse, Jesse". Mom called as she shook me awake. " Mum? ". " Shh…" She placed her hand on my lips interrupting me as I heard footsteps in the hallway. The light wasn't switched on,we were in the dark . What's going on? "Get under the bed". Mom's voice came out as a whisper as I and her got under my bed. The footsteps stopped and my door was kicked open as I flinched and mom held onto me as she whimpered and covered my mouth with her hand.

Her voice cracked as she repeated, “Dad… is it true?” Western’s lips parted, but no sound came. The silence stretched, thick and suffocating, until Peter laughed softly a cruel, mocking sound that echoed off the cold concrete walls. “You see,” Peter said, his grin widening, “sometimes the monsters aren’t hiding under your bed. They’re sitting at the dinner table.”

She scrambles to the cupboard and disappears inside. To my astonishment, a familiar melody fills the small room. “Abracadabra, feel the beat under your feet, the floor is fire…” Mabel’s voice, slightly muffled by the cupboard door, sings along to Lady Gaga. A laugh bubbles up from my throat. Of all the songs…

All I could hope for her to be happy and never come back to this place . I got up from the park bench . The early morning sun didn't help much with the cold either. I smiled at how terrified Belle was of giving her finals . She had clung on the phone call forever to find comfort .It felt good to know that the things that scared her were as simple as that. I picked up my pace to the haunted place I was forced to call home .

Ava slid a glass of water toward me. “Board drama?” I nodded. “They’re preparing for war tomorrow.” Daniel frowned slightly. “Over one man?” “No,” I said quietly. “Over what the company becomes next.” Silence settled for a moment. Then Aria ran into the room wearing a cape again. “Papa!” I immediately crouched. “Yes, warrior?” She whispered loudly, “There’s a monster under my bed.” Grayson raised an eyebrow. “Did you check?” “Yes.” “And?” “It’s still there.”