Novel & Cerita Read After Your Bedtime Books

Bedtime. Usually, this was Aurora's domain. It was her sacred hour, the time when the CEO vanished and the "Maman" took over. She would read Goodnight Moon or The Little Prince, her voice a soft, rhythmic lullaby that chased away the dragons. But tonight, Liam stood in the doorway. He was wearing a simple gray t-shirt and sweatpants, his feet bare on the plush carpet. He held a book in his hand. Not a picture book. A chapter book.

Nathaniel said. “Another one! Another one!” Sebastian requested. Alisa nodded with a smile. “You want another story, Ali?” Nathaniel asked his daughter. Alisa nodded. “I can’t hear you, baby.” Alisa swayed her body at first, then spoke. “Another one!” Nathaniel chuckled, pinching Alisa’s cheek lightly. “Good girl.” They hadn’t seen Serena yet, so they eagerly listened to another story. The last book Nathaniel read was 'Goodnight Moon.' It was the perfect story to get them ready for bed. As he read, he changed his tone and pointed to the items mentioned in the book. By the time he was done, the kids were satisfied.

Just as he approached a room’s doorway, he heard Tina and Kara’s conversation drifting from inside the room. “Tonight’s bedtime story is called ‘Tadpoles Searching for Their Mommy.’ The warm spring is here… A bunch of little tadpoles want to look for their mommy… After overcoming all the obstacles, the little tadpoles finally found their froggy mommy. Together, they lived happily ever after…” Tina’s tone was gentle as she read the bedtime story out loud from the storybook to her daughter. Kara lay in her arms, her heavy eyelids already glued together. She struggled to say, “The little tadpoles are very pitiful… I won’t be separated from you, Mommy… Even if we do get separated, I’ll find you

I really didn't know that until today. My attention was drawn back to Hailey as I hear her voice asking Darrell to read her a bed time story before going to bed. “ Okay, so which one do you want us to read?” “ The little mermaid.” “ Oh that one. Right on it, my little princess.” I couldn't help but smile as I listened to him read her a bedtime story in his gentle, soothing voice after Hailey complained more than three times, telling him the kind of voice she wants Darell to use when reading the story.

She took a big breath and stared at the ceiling. Shaking her head. She climbed out while turning off the shower. Wrapping the towel around her. Making her way, out of the bathroom. Putting on more comfortable and loose clothes she sat on the bed. Taking out one of her favorite books, ‘The Cabinet of Curiosities (Prendergast, #3) Lincoln Child, Douglas Preston. She was currently on page fifty. It was just past eight. Tiredness stared to overtake her. Leaning back into her pillows she started to doze off. Her eyes started to close, and she fell asleep with her book in her hand.

Xavier said as I settled Loise in bed. “Okay,” I nodded, because I had something to ask him as well. I nodded and picked her bedtime stories. It was a Sleeping Beauty retelling. Xavier’s POV I never thought I’d attend a book reading, talk less of one for little children, yet here I was watching Nicole read bedtime stories about a sleeping knight and the princess who came to save him. “You do this to make her sleep at night?” I asked. “Yes, you should also try it since you have that thing… insomnia,” Loise said.

With a flashlight in hand, Hazel illuminated the pages of a pop-up book, revealing hidden worlds and surprising secrets. As the day drew to a close, Hazel and Theo snuggled under a fluffy quilt, their eyelids growing heavy. The room was bathed in the soft glow of a nightlight, casting gentle shadows on the walls. Hazel's voice became a soothing lullaby, her words a tender embrace, as she whispered tales of dreams and wishes. Theo's breathing slowed, his body surrendering to the embrace of sleep. With a final kiss on his forehead, Hazel whispered, "Goodnight, my little dreamer. May your dreams be filled with wonder and joy."

Chapter 78. Author’s POV Hazel had just woken up a few hours after taking a nap. The soft warmth of the sheets still lingered on her skin, but the cold emptiness beside her made her chest tighten slightly. No one was beside her. Her lashes fluttered open slowly as she groaned softly, her body still heavy from sleep. She stretched herself out, taking a deep breath as her limbs loosened. With sluggish movements, she pulled herself out of bed, her bare feet brushing against the cool floor.

I don’t like it when he looks at me, it give me these weird feelings in the pit of my stomach. “Mommy, eat,” Xavier said as he brought a fork to my mouth. Smiling at him, I took a bite and shuffled his hair. I sat down beside him as I began eating. After eating and watching TV for some time, Xavier wanted me to read him a bedtime story, which after tucking Vincent in, I’m in Xavier’s room reading Pinocchio. I take a look at him to see his eyes already drowsy. He was already falling asleep. I kept the book back on the bedside table. “Good night, baby,” I whispered.

We spent the evening reading beautiful stories and having joyful giggles. Marcus read Caelum three books, then went upto a fourth when he had refused to go to sleep. I sat on the edge of the bed, and watched my son's eyelids grow heavy, his small body finally relaxing into sleep. When he was fully asleep, I tucked the covers around him and pressed a kiss to his forehead. "Goodnight, my little superhero." "Goodnight, Mommy," he murmured, already half-asleep.