Stories For Kids Novels & Stories

"But uncle, we want to hear more stories!" "Yeah, uncle. Please tell us more!" "Come on, uncle Sho! Tell us more!" "Tell us more! Tell us more! Tell us more!" The kids shouted eagerly like they were on a protest against an evil government. "Seriously, kids. No more. Okay? Just go home now. All of you." The storyteller yawned and packed his things. "I'm tired. I'm going home, too." Instead of leaving, the kids gathered in a circle as if they were discussing something. He suddenly heard clinking of coins that made him stop from what he's doing. His sight landed on the coin bag that a little girl was holding.

That I also used that spoon just moments ago? My face heated up, and I avoided his gaze. “I'm going to the bathroom.” I quickly tell him and then I run out of the room, so as to not make a fool of myself again.. ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ That night, before I left, Sophia and Franklin asked me to tell them a bedtime story. Even though I had experiences in putting Xavier and Clayton to sleep, I only knew of the story of the three little pigs and of course Cinderella but my boys weren't ever interested in that second one.

“But you did leave. You said you’d come to get me, but you didn’t. You said you’d come after finishing the lawsuit, but three days have passed, and you still haven’t shown up.” His fingers clenched around the green dinosaur once more. The plastic made a “crackling” sound in his palm. He bent the dinosaur’s tail into a U-shape, even tighter than before. “Dad says you’re very busy. Aunt Anna says you don’t want to come back. I don’t know who to believe.” His voice dropped half a tone when he said “don’t know”. The word sounded like something a four-year-old shouldn’t feel—full of exhaustion. “But I know one thing: after you left, no one told me stories anymore. Dad won’t tell stories. Aunt Ann

she asked, clearly bracing for the worst. “Yes,” I said. “But later. As a treat.” Naomi groaned theatrically. “You lied,” she hissed. “We’ll start with stories,” I said. “Real ones. Some might be scary in parts. Some might be sad. But we’re telling them so you know where you come from. So no one can tell you lies and make you afraid on purpose.” I took a breath. “Who’s heard of the curse?” I asked. Almost every hand went up.

Aria tried to apologize. She had them dressed up in their night clothes and tucked them into bed. “Mama, can you tell us a story…?” Laura coughed. “Yes, baby. Where are your story books… found it.” She stretched her hands toward the night stand. Aria flipped the book open and started reading from it. “A long time ago in the animal kingdom, there was a little lion prince called Simba, whose parents ruled over the forest, but died after the betrayal of his uncle, Mufasa…”

TABLE OF CONTENTS Prologue CHAPTER ONE – ROAD TO RIYA CHAPTER TWO – APEX PREDATOR CHAPTER THREE – HUNTING PARTY CHAPTER FOUR – TRAPPED CHAPTER FIVE – CAPITAL’S TRUTH Bonus story  A BEAUTIFUL DAY TO DIE YOUNG * CHAPTER ONE – THE INVITE TO DEATH * CHAPTER TWO – BAD FRIENDS, BAD * CHAPTER THREE – CRUMBLING FLESH OF CHILDREN  THE BIRTH OF ERIC KANE

Scarlett sighed. Cherry noticed that her mommy looked sad and quickly said, "I'm too tired today, please bathe me, mommy." Scarlett marveled at Cherry's sudden change of mind, "Alright, I'll run you a nice warm bath now." Scarlett bathed Cherry and wore her some fluffy nightwear before taking a shower. She tucked Cherry in and told her a fascinating animal story filled with moral lessons. Cherry loved animals so she listened carefully. "... and that's why little kids shouldn't tell lies." Scarlett concluded.

“Would you tell me a story? My friend Dustin says his mom and dad tell him stories every night, but no one will tell me a story.” My heart melted hearing his request, and I smiled. “Of course, Liam. And you are in luck. I know so many stories.” I picked him up in my arms. “Really?” he said excitedly, burying his head in my neck, making me sigh in content. “Yay.” I tucked him into his bed. I began weaving a tale about a courageous knight who embarked on an epic adventure to save a kingdom from a fearsome dragon. Liam’s eyelids grew heavy as he listened to the tale, and soon he was fast asleep.

I sighed "I have a story to tell you." "You’re always telling me the same story." He whispered a bit audible "Not this time I won’t, it’s very interesting, I’m sure you will love it," I said while grabbing the storybook kept on the table. "This looks interesting." I opened to the first page "Once upon a time, there lived three children, Kyle, Lucas, and Charles. They are best friends, they always spend time together until…." "It’s boring." "Okay, I will narrate another story." I grabbed the other storybook and began narrating it

Pat continued to stroke Fiona's hair, trying to offer some comfort to the little girl. "Would you like me to tell you a story?" Pat suggested, hoping to distract Fiona from her worries. Fiona's eyes lit up at the idea. "Yes, please!" she said eagerly. Pat smiled and began to tell a story about a brave princess who went on an adventure to save her kingdom. Fiona listened intently, her worries slowly fading away as she became engrossed in the story.