Nikki Brooks Bedtime Story Novels & Stories

My boys glance over at each other while holding out one of their favourite bedtime storybooks, disappointment all over their face, Neo wraps his arms around the book and pouts. “I don’t wanna grow up,” Neo says, his eyes teary as he starts to whimper, “I just want a bedtime story,” he tells me, his tears already getting the book wet. Plop! I feel my bed press down and turn to find Ash who’s helped himself on the bed, “if you won’t be telling us a story then I’ll stay here with you,” my grumpy young man says, staring off into the far end as he murmurs. “Alright, alright, I’ll read you a bedtime story,” I agree, and at once their faces turn bright, Ash stands on my bed, he’s jumping excitedly

Moana One night, I was reading a bedtime story to Ella when I found myself nodding off in the chair by her bed. I didn’t wake up until a couple of hours later. She was fast asleep and I didn’t want to wake her, so I quietly got up and slipped back into my room to go back to sleep. When I walked back into my room, I didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary, seeing as how tired I was. I moved my sketchbook aside and climbed into the covers, and quickly fell asleep.

Some hours later:- Trisha closed the bedtime story book. She looked at her son, who was sleeping soundly beside her. It was their daily routine. Rain likes to hear stories before sleeping. Before, he didn't have to do that because back in their apartment, Rain preferred Zee instead of Trisha to read the story for him. "His mom doesn't know how to read the story in a cool way," he explained. Trisha pecked her son's brow, admiring his sleeping form.

Max is the acting Alpha of the Dawnrise pack and he's doing a good job. "I'll see them next week and Nicholas was asking about ' Granny Lily ' " "She's good to him," Indeed, it's surprising how Lily has been there for me, throughout my pregnancy up until now. After dinner, we tuck Nicholas and read him a bedtime story. When he fully falls asleep, we kiss him and switch off the lamp before leaving the room. Reaching our bedroom, I help my mate out of his clothes. I caress his muscles and he is instantly turned on, I blink my eyes and touch his cock.

I smiled to myself as I watched them, feeling an overwhelming sense of peace settle in my chest. Hibiki, of course, had his own unique way of experiencing bedtime stories. He’d ask questions, making up his own versions of the tale, or demand that Jiro repeat his favorite parts over and over again. It was a ritual, and one I was beginning to love. I could hear their laughter now, as Hibiki declared that the hero of the story needed to fight a dragon with a sword made of spaghetti. Jiro, always the good sport, would play along, making up ridiculous lines about how spaghetti was the most powerful weapon in the world. It was moments like these—small, yet so significant—that made me realize how m

Sky POV I wasn’t an early fairy. Never. My time was midnight, not evening nor dusk. Nonetheless, I was awakened by a loud banging at my door, while it was still light outside. Gods, just let me sleep! “I hate you whoever you are!!” I yelled covering my ears with pillows. “L-Lord Langbroek requested your p-presence in the training room.” a nervous voice broke through the barrier over my ears. *Growl* Can’t he let me rest one night?

"I know you're awake, so get up." She groaned sleepily. "James, please, I fell asleep at three o'clock in the morning, so could you please shut up and let me sleep?" she asked, hugging the pillow beside her. "And it's not my fault you didn't go to bed early; we already talked about it, so don't give me that reason. Will you stand there, or will I drag you to the bathroom?" James threatened. She moaned once more. Damn, this jerk! Despite her love for him, there are times when she just wants to torture him. Does he not notice how sleepy I am?

Nikki groaned. Today must be my lucky day because Cookie brought out dessert and it was one of my favorites, apple cobbler with vanilla ice cream. With dad’s attention on Nikki, I dug in. When everyone was through, mom suggested we go sit by the bonfire. We weren’t out there a real long time, before Nikki excused herself to go take a bath. I was going to follow her but, decided that I didn’t want her to think I was hovering. So I gave it 20 minutes before I went to check on her.

She nodded earnestly, her little face serious as she scrubbed away. We then went to their room, where I helped them into their favorite pajamas. Zenith chose his dinosaur ones, while Zendaya picked her unicorn set. “Alright, into bed you go,” I said, tucking them under the covers. “How about a bedtime story?” Their faces lit up, and they nodded eagerly. I sat on the edge of the bed and began, “Once upon a time, in a vast and endless desert, there was a single seed. This seed was special because it had a dream—to become a beautiful flower.”

, Due said adamantly, and I left her. Nicola played around the house, laughing loudly. “You need to go and sleep, Nicola; it’s past bedtime,” Due said, looming so serious suddenly. “I want Daddy to read me a bedtime story”, Nicola replied, catching me unaware. Unable to refuse, I agreed and carried Nicola to the room. I dropped Nicola on the bed and picked up the book beside her. “Which story would you like me to read to you?” I prayed it would be a story I could relate to and explain well.