Short Bedtime Stories About Love の小説・ストーリー

By the time everyone got home, everything was peaceful. The dim light penetrated the half-opened door, illuminating the figure of a sleeping person in a soft blanket. Twelve o'clock at night is when people are most tired, especially after experiencing a passionate love affair. Conal hugged Azura's smooth, fragrant body, gently planted a kiss on her rosy cheek, and whispered in her ear, "I love you so much!" Azura heard his deep voice; she turned around and hugged him, pressed her face against his hard chest and said half-asleep: "I love you so much too!"

I smiled. “Just a short one.” So I told them a simple story about three little wolves exploring a magical forest. By the time I reached the end, both of them were already half asleep. I kissed each of them gently on the forehead. “Goodnight, my loves.” “Goodnight, Mom,” Rune murmured. Alora simply mumbled something before turning over under her blanket. Once they were asleep, I quietly left the room and closed the door behind me. The hallway outside felt quieter now.

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He unzipped her top, and pushed the material aside from her shoulder, kissing it as he gently bite it, making her hiss. "Ammar!" When she couldn't handle his teasing, she moaned. He picked her in his arms and laid her down on the bed. Hovering over her, he connected their lips while his hand turned off the light. The clothes still stood like a barrier between two lovers, which he quickly got rid of as he made love to her. The moon seemed to shy away hiding behind the clouds. Subh-Dil laid her head on his bare chest she could feel the hum on his heartbeat.

I said yawning with my wet eyes which a tear might fall the next second. "You know baby, I am really sleepy right now. Let's sleep now please." she whispered. "Okay." I said. Then she closed her eyes and wrap her shoulder with Grandpa's arm which was in her waist. She opened her eyes again and said, "Sometimes you wouldn't know how sleepy you are until you close your eyes. Good night Strawberry." With her closed eyes she said while smiling like it's the first time she had Grandpa. I wonder what's their secret for that road to forever story about love.

"That's right. But for tonight, how about I read you your favorite story? The one with the three little bears?" "Yes, we love that story!" "Alright, here we go. Once upon a time, in a faraway forest, there lived three little bears..." As she read the story, the triplets listened, their eyes growing heavy as they snuggled into their blankets. The wife's voice, soft and soothing, filled the room, creating a warm, comforting atmosphere. Ericka closed the storybook, looking at her triplets who were now fast asleep. She kissed each one of them goodnight, whispering, "Sweet dreams, my little ones. Daddy and I love you very much."

She replied, "I wished that in the near future our love could last forever, solving all misunderstandings together. Do you think it can come true?" He affectionately looked at her and kissed her forehead and said, "I'll surely make it come true." They continued their conversation and did not notice the swift passing of time. Soon as they both started to feel sleepy they looked at the time and it was 2:00 a.m and they looked at each other smiling at each other and they decided to go back to their own tent in order to avoid being caught by their classmates. They wished each other goodnight and went to their respective tent and went to sleep. TO BE CONTINUED

As sleep pulled her under, Brielle knew—with a certainty as solid as the man holding her—that some love stories didn’t end. They simply kept growing. Always them. Always us. Always love.

Lily said that one story was better than no stories, and she took my hand and pulled me to her room. I read her the story about the bear who could not sleep, and she fell asleep halfway through, and Rook stood in the doorway and watched us. When she was asleep, I tucked her in and kissed her forehead, and Rook whispered that she loved me, and I whispered that I loved her too.

I did, however, spritz a tiny bit of my perfume, not because of him, but I needed to smell like something other than defeat. “Bed time, baby.” I said to Leo as I approached him. "Would you read me a story?” He asked, rubbing his eyes as I sat back on the bed. "Story time it is, baby." I agreed. I picked up a small book about a brave little tugboat. "Once there was a boat who had to navigate a very big, very dark ocean..." I read to him, my voice a soothing hum, until his breathing deepened and his grip on my hand loosened. I leaned down and kissed his forehead, my heart breaking a little more. "I love you, my little general. Sleep tight."