Pokémon Lullaby Novels & Stories

Rubbing his pantyhose together, a warm feeling inside his chest takes in the sweet scent of his master. *** “Laa~La~ Lala~ Lala LAlaaa~” the voice sings, sending a sudden wave through Koishi making him warp his arms around himself. “Naa~Na~NaNA~Nana~NANaAA~hmm~” “Where is my little start shine my little wolf~” the voice continued making it seems a male signing in to the sweetest melody he has ever heard. “The moon is out with the stars~ It's waiting for you to fall asleeeep~”

Azalea’s POV New York! And Juilliard! Finally, I will be back to campus. My family wouldn’t be too disappointed in me if I resumed my studies, would they? That’s what I was thinking as Orion Evans drove his car at a steady speed on the highway. He played a popular song with a simple, cheerful tune, its rhythm and melody arranged in such a way that I immediately knew it was a song about hopeful optimism. Inspiration struck, and I felt my fingers tremble, eager to play a real piano again.

Our lives are in danger, and maybe, just maybe, that will make him do something miraculous. ‘You got to do something!’ I cry. ‘We are dying!’ Liam’s face twists with pain - he knows I’m right, and suddenly, without warning, one of the ghouls attacks us. It bites Liam’s wings while another screeches and goes for my tail, digging it’s nail into it. I whimper in pain, but there is absolutely nothing I can do. ‘Aurora!’ Liam screams through the mind-link before his eyes start to glow in a bright blue color.

Lambana - a race of small winged creatures also called Ada or Engkantada and in English it is called Pixie, Small Fairy or Tooth Fairy. ━━━━━･ ｡ﾟ★: *.☪.* :★ ﾟ｡･━━━━━━ The day ended without her father knowing she had left her room. She has returned to her hiding place, the moments she had enjoyed earlier are now gone.

He gave me a smile and without a word he leant in to kiss my lips softly. Wow. "Indeed I am and you are my Luna. " he said. This could not be right surely. This guy was adamant that I was his mate and sure I felt the connection but it was happening so quickly. I tried to get up from the bed but he held his hand out stopping me. "You can't get up yet. You have had a nasty fall." He insisted. "I remember going into the forest and something was calling to me. I .. I don't remember what happened but my shoulder. It.. it... " I felt my shoulder and frowned as the memory of that stinging sensation as it flooded my mind.

cried Lusi quickly. Adam nodded slowly. "Nature brought her back to us," Adam said with a smile. Lusi's brow furrowed at Adam's words. "Once upon a time, her father, Robert, was an alpha to the Blackmoon pack in our land, but he had a forbidden love with a human wizard named Amber! In a complicated love story, the elders couldn't let that happen, so they tried to keep them apart. However, their love was too strong; Robert left Blackmoon to live with Amber!"

(DOLL’S LULLABY) “LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA.” She started to sing, humming her favorite lullaby that always marks with the tone of eeriness and dread. Somewhat fulfilling the ambiance of the quiet night under the shade of the bright full moon from outside the chamber of the Crown Princess. Winona stares at its beautiful glow as her mind wonders, pin along and over and over again to the words that made her wish for a thing.

“Yes. I don’t know how, but… I heard you say I’m brave, and that I’m safe here.” Calista’s mouth fell open, but before she could respond, the door creaked open, and the healer came in carrying a bowl of herbal soup usually given to the wolves who have just given birth. Sable was a small, wiry woman in her late 50s with sharp eyes that missed nothing, and she had a calming presence that had been a godsend during the chaos of my labor. “Sable,” Calista said, her voice still laced with shock. “Lyra just… she said she can hear my thoughts.”

"It's worth a try. Anything to help Iris remember." The pack doctor prepared a concoction, a blend of herbs with purported memory-stirring properties. As I hesitantly took a sip, the room held its breath, waiting for a sign, a spark of recognition. A sudden rush of images flooded my mind—flashes of a moonlit night, the scent of pine in the air, and a feeling of warmth and belonging. It was as if a door had cracked open, allowing a glimpse into a past that had been shrouded in darkness.

The fate of Valtor depended on it. The next morning, I woke up with a restless feeling, like something was about to happen, but I didn’t know what. It was an itch I couldn’t scratch, a tension that wouldn’t go away. I tried to shake it off, but it clung to me, making me uneasy. Needing to clear my mind, I decided to take Luka out for a ride. Luka, my spirit animal, was a massive black lion, bigger than any human bear. His presence was always a comfort, especially when my thoughts were as tangled as they were today. We headed into the Earth Kingdom’s mystical forest, hoping the familiar paths and quiet might bring me some peace.