Sleep Princess Novels & Stories

Seraphina POV I lay back on the lounge chair, letting the sea breeze wash over me as I watched the waves roll onto the shore and slip back again. No lectures from my parents. No scheming from Karen. No hard, unyielding face of Macro. The long-lost sense of freedom finally let me relax completely. This was the life I was meant to have. Yet for some reason, my mind betrayed me, and he crept back into my thoughts. I pressed a hand to my chest.

Kyra- Just as I had expected, I couldn’t sleep. Brett had been the first to fall asleep, then Hunter followed close behind him. As soon as Hunter fell asleep, I had slipped out of his arms and placed my pillow in his arms. I didn’t know how he didn’t realize it was a pillow, but it worked like a charm, he just snuggled up to it and kept sleeping.

She asked in a tired voice. “Don’t worry, I’ll come to you okay.” Karissa had a smile on her face as she knew very well that Siana was going to fall asleep soon. “But you always do, I also wanna come to you once…” Her eyes closed a little bit as she snuggled into the bed. “Go sleep haha you’re tired.” Karissa whispered in a low voice as she said it slowly in her ear while hugging her. Siana smiled once again and whispered yes before she passed out.

Liam supervised the entire operation like a tiny foreman, handing out towels and soap with military precision. By the time they were in their pajamas, all three were yawning. "Story time?" Chloe asked, her eyelids already drooping. "Of course." Sophia tucked them into their beds three small beds lined up in a row, each with its own color blanket. Chloe's was pink. Liam's was blue. Tristan's was green. "What story do you want tonight?" "The one about the brave princess," Chloe mumbled into her pillow. "The one about the dragon," Liam countered.

God no no no I had a dream , yes again !! I am supposed to be called the dreamer princess or princess of dreams, but this time it was all about him , however I tried to escape or wake up from it , it all goes back to the starting point , him, i wake up in a dream to dream about him , what an irony.

Sarah’s POV I stretched out on the bed, muscles loose. The early morning light glistened through the balcony doors. Content to be in the world, I rolled over and admired Sebastian, softly breathing beside me. Rolled to his stomach, arm shoved under a pillow, he looked peaceful and younger than when he was awake.

— So small … — Says the prince, holding his hands together to touch the newborn baby. He watches her for some time until she suddenly starts singing in a low, slow voice in a tone that only a child her age could sing. All the servants and I were silent listening to the melody. The end was: ” Sleep, Little Princess.” Ironically, it was the little prince himself who fell to the ground beside the princess. But he had to admit, his little girl's face was very peaceful while he slept. Melinda slowly takes Prince off my lap and snuggles him in her arms.

He has convinced my consciousness to walk with him, leaving only my body behind. Somehow, it feels so wrong. I float to my feet, staring at my abandoned body. After a few seconds of silence, I take another step toward the body. An arm takes mine before I get any closer, and I drown in Sleep's unwavering gaze. Swiveling me on my heels, he whispers soft words in my ear that make me blush and laugh like a foolish preteen. Not even a hint of doubt remains in my mind. He smiles like an angel, leading me into the night with a grace that makes me never look back.

She always made a mess in the process. We had ditched her baby bath two months ago and decided to give her a bath in the bath tub. She was still asleep, but that was probably because she was up with me half - way through the night. I bathed her quickly and dressed her up in a pretty, yellow sun dress and put her back to bed. She immediately curled up and stuck her thumb in her mouth. I shook my head as I watched her. That was a habit I hoped she would outgrow soon.

Neither did she want to since all she could think about as of this moment is to sleep, sleep and sleep. The moment Méah finally brought all her weight up, she almost fell back on the bed after being greeted with a most unlikely scene. There in the corner just near the foot of her bed was the princess and the maid with both heads leaning against each other, snoring deeply in their sleep. They looked so tired and worn out as though they haven't slept the whole night. Well, according to Méah's own perspectives, they did slept but not a straight sleep.