Romantic Bed Time Stories Novels & Stories

I said and went inside first. I missed another chance to tell him. Perhaps, tomorrow I’d be able to tell him. Lucas settled between us and again I saw how Logan’s face showed disappointment. Was he planning to sleep beside me? “Mommy, can you tell me a story? It helps me to sleep easily.” Lucas turned to cuddle with me. “I am not good with stories but I’ll tell you one tonight about a little girl who was the princess of her parents just like you but one day, she was left alone.” I said.

Arabella said, smoothing Raina’s messy hair. Raina nodded solemnly. She cleared her throat and began to tell a story about a princess who lived in a castle made of chocolate and had a pet dragon who was afraid of the dark. It made no sense at all, but Adrian and Arabella listened like it was the most important speech in the world. Raina’s story ended with the dragon discovering that the dark wasn’t actually scary if someone stayed beside you long enough. “And then the princess gave him three nightlights,” Raina declared proudly, her eyes already growing heavy with sleep. “One for under the bed, one for the bathroom, and one for emergencies.”

He helped her dress up and dried her hair before carrying her to the bed and laid her carefully. " Do you need anything? " He asked and Phoenix nodded. " What is it? " He sat beside her. " I want to sleep on you while you read me bedtime stories " She pouted cutely and Axion couldn't hold back his laughter. He was amused by her unusual request. " Why bedtime stories? " He demanded. " I just feel like it. My mom always do that for me when I was a kid and I want to relive those moments with you. Besides, you have a library full of different books and I've been reading quite a lot of them "

he said and I smiled. "Am just glad you're okay. I can't believe you put on an act for me. You're so sweet Brandon" I said and ruffled his hair. He chortled and fell on the bed. "Can you read me a bed time story and also sleep here with me?" He asked and I shrugged. "Alright fine...that's your reward for saving me from going out in the cold night" I said as I sat on the bed beside him. We covered our legs with a blanket before Brandon handed me a picture book. I opened it and began reading a story for him - Beauty and the Beast.

She was about to leave when I asked, "Please stay here...?" "What?" She asked turning towards me. "The bed is big enough for all of us. I like you I want you to stay so please?" She smiled, "sure thing sweetie and would you like to hear a bed time story?" I gave her a small smile and nodded. By this time Stella was already asleep, I knew she was very tired. I was in the middle Stella on my left and Miss Maria on my right. I snuggled into her as she told me the story of Cinderella it lulled me into sleep. I think that was the first I slept peacefully in a long time.

That stare gives me goosebumps and I can't help but blush, a smile touching my face. ÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷ "And they lived happily ever after..." I was reading Roy a bedtime story after I tucked him warmly in his cozy bed. He looks up at me sadly. "What if daddy is asleep like the sleeping beauty? And all he needs is a kiss from you and he will wake up from his sleep. Then he will come back to us and we will live happily ever after. You will save my daddy!" That is really sad.

"I was starting to get bored, then the shorter woman, her name is Liz, and she is the older one. She started talking about a bedtime story they used to hear when they were children." That piqued my attention. I remembered they had said something like that when I sneaked up on their first conversation. "What was the story about?" He chewed on a pancake. "Something like a scary story to make children stay in bed. It was about a wolf sent by the moon goddess to take all bad pups away. The wolf was called the pupsnatcher."

“I think… I’d like that.” He helped me onto the blanket he had laid out on the terrace floor. We sat side by side, shoulders touching lightly. The stars were breathtaking. I felt my body relax in a way I hadn’t in months, just letting myself exist in the quiet company of Damon Moretti. “I want a bedtime story,” I said suddenly, breaking the peaceful silence. He looked at me, raising one eyebrow. “A bedtime story? From me?” “Yes. You’re my bedtime storyteller tonight,” I said, trying to sound playful, though my heart was racing.

her father asked with amusement. "Prince Charming is in all the stories we've read. Right, Mom?" she turned to her mother. "Yes, baby. But that's enough for now," her mother said, gently taking her from her father's arms and carefully laying her back down on the bed. "It's your bedtime now. It's time to sleep," she added softly. "Oh, so it's your bedtime now, baby. You should sleep. Close your eyes," her father said warmly. "Okay, Daddy, Mommy!" she obediently responded before closing her eyes.

Now where we are alone we are speaking Danish. “Can you tell me a story?” Her eyes are half-closed, but there’s a spark of hope in them, a desire to drift off to a world filled with adventure. “Absolutely,” I say, pushing open her bedroom door and gently laying her back on the bed, tucking the covers snugly around her. I reach for the Teddy, tucking it in beside her. “What kind of story do you want? A fairy tale? An adventure? Or maybe a superhero story?”