Novel & Cerita Night Time Story For Adults

Ariane’s POV As the night grew late, I tucked them into bed. Before they fell asleep, they asked for a story. I sat on the edge of their bed, reading tales of adventure filled with courage and friendship. With every word, I hoped they could feel the same spirit—the spirit to face the world with their heads held high.

Written by: Jesudamilola Abiola✍️ Genre: Erotic, trilling romance and suspense 👙Katrina POV👙💋 I walked to my room and closed the door behind I didn’t expect him to tell me to come by 7:00pm My God, I have no choice now and I’m sure he isn’t gonna let me rest throughout the night. Why did Molly’s teacher have to call that time? She should have allowed him to do what he wanna do and free me

"Are you going to function at school tomorrow if you keep spinning around like a top? You need to breathe." I froze, turning my head toward him. "I thought you were dead to the world..." "I can't sleep with the lamp on," he admitted, raising an arm to block the light from his eyes. "Mind if I kill it? The dark might help you settle down." Before I could answer, a soft click plunged the room into pitch blackness. The silence stretched, but the darkness didn't stop my mind from racing. "I'm still wide awake," I whispered. I heard the fabric of his pillow rustle as he shifted. "What if I tell you a story to distract you? Just close your eyes and let your mind drift. It started a long time ago,

“What? It works. Team plan: deny, deflect, distract.” Almost, I laughed. Dinner was loud—spaghetti sauce, Lily’s Jupiter facts, twins arguing about training squirrels to swordfight (“No,” I shut it down), Daisy twirling a single noodle with surgical precision. For a little while, noise kept the tide outside. Baths. Pajamas. One more story. One more sip of water. One more check under the bed. (No monsters, just a Lego that almost killed me.) When they finally surrendered to sleep, I slipped onto the porch. Fireflies blinked lazily. The city hummed beyond the trees—indifferent, blessedly blind.

I shook my head helplessly, no matter how beautiful the outside world is, a wolf would always thrive in their pack. Since all of us were too tired to cook, we ordered a takeout. After dinner, I read my kids their favorite bedtime story. Well, Ashel's favorite bedtime story is because her brother was not getting entertained by all these 'childish' things anymore. The duo called it a night and went to sleep. I closed the bedroom door and came out to meet Natalie and Alexander. "So, is everything ready?" I sat down on the single-seater opposite to them and asked. "Yes! Everything is in motion, all we have to do is the final execution."

They just lay dormant, waiting for someone to wake them. Tonight, they would wake. “I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Grace whispered, her voice barely audible over the crackling of the fire they’d built in a small clearing. “Just think of it as a challenge,” Travis said, grinning as he passed her a flask. “We spend one night in the woods, come out, and we’ll be legends. Everyone will want to know us. They’ll be talking about us for years.” Grace rolled her eyes, but she couldn’t help but smile. Travis always knew how to make things sound like an adventure.

The next day at work felt like absolute torture. I was the manager of Velvet Desires, an upscale adult store located in a quiet corner of the city. We sold high-end toys, luxurious lingerie, premium lubes, and everything a woman could possibly want to explore her deepest fantasies. Normally I loved my job. I helped shy customers find their first vibrator, recommended the perfect bullet for discreet public play, and smiled through awkward conversations with complete confidence. Today, however, I could barely concentrate on anything.

Lucas narrows his eyes, he has never hear Douglas speak before. He must really be scared. " It is dangerous to travel in the dark", Tobi replies, he crouches on the ground and traces the dirts with his fingers. " indeed, traveling at night is very dangerous, we travel by day and hide by night", Tarah suggests, she picks the sharpened wood twirling around as her weapon. Lucas leans against the truck, he frown and glances at Emily. Smelling something awful, he glance around, sniffing the air.

"A dangerous rule, Leo. Your father can never find out." "Never," I muttered, my eyes dipping down to her lips. The shared secret only made us ten times hornier. By midnight, my father was sound asleep in the master bedroom, dead to the world from jetlag. I was lying awake in my own bed, wearing nothing but cotton boxers when my bedroom door slowly opened. A slender shadow slipped inside.

I would be damned if I only instructed them and left. For a million years, my order would only accumulate dirt, as Ethan and Ezra would bury themselves in their video games and Emily would baby Penny. “Mum, tell us a bedtime story.” Ezra pleaded. Defeated, I began my tale of the legendary Wolf's King and his Luna. It happened to be their favourite story, and they never grew weary of it. In less than ten minutes, they were all fast asleep, like wasted adults. I tucked them into bed and watched them sleep for a while before turning off the light.