Novel & Cerita Story Time Book

Finally. She need not pretend any longer. In William’s arms was where she wanted to be. ~The End~ Look for these books in this series: Let's Fall in Love Again (book 2) Let's Create a Wonderland (book 3) Let's be Together (book 4)

I punched the bridge of my nose and rubbed my temples, telling the stress that had chained me to release me from it's shackles. Jade's turn and she told a story that had already been written by some author known as Godwin Hosanna Aga. The book was named in the deep and it was about some girl named Hephzibah and it was pretty interesting and scary the way my baby sister had told it with a touch light under her chin, illuminating her face and weird canines. "And that is, in the deep!" Jade screamed, stomping her feet on the floor and howling like a wolf.

He cajoled her and Chandni burst out laughing. "Do you want me to read a story?" She asked, cupping his cheeks. "Yes please!" He replied happily. "Now what do I have here?? The great adventures of Winnie the Pooh!" Chandni showed the tattered old book that she still kept, in the small bookshelf next to her bed. "Oh Mom!! Not that again! I have read it so many times that it is boring!" Atharv groaned. "The more bored you get, the quicker you go back to sleep. So yes... it is going to be this book I am afraid." Chandni smirked at him.

A child reading the room like it held landmines. “Cocoa?” I asked, gently. “Mera’s making us stories. Rabbits and time travel.” He nodded once and sat down. Mera plopped the paper in front of him with a grin. “You get to name the bunny who controls the time machine.” Aaron’s lips twitched. Just barely. Progress. I made toast, cut apples, laid it all out like we were normal. Like this was just a Tuesday morning in a life that had always been this soft.

Then I moved away from the window, and turned to look at the books which all looked amusing. I reached out to the bottom of the shelf and removed a book from it. Then I dusted it off, and sneezed as the dust got into my nostrils. These books must have been here for a long time, and that means it’s all about history. Hmm! Things are about to get interesting. “Story of the Rainbow?” I scoffed and bit my lips, then opened the book. I flipped through the pages, awed by the writings and the pictures which were inside.

I whispered with a loving smile, "which story would you like tonight?" Mathew's face lit up with excitement, his tiny hands reaching for his favorite book. "The one about the brave little wolf, Mumma!" I chuckled as I opened the book, a captivating story about a young wolf's grand adventure. Mathew listened with rapt attention, his eager eyes fixed on the pages as I spun the tale of bravery and exploration. By the time I reached the part where the little wolf found solace under the silvery glow of the moon, my son was already 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

Juniper nodded her head after hearing Selena’s suggestion. The story was called ‘Me and My Dad’, and it was written in three installments that were split into three books. The plot revolved around a little dinosaur by the name of Rory and his father. In fact, these storybooks were a gift from her colleague who didn’t know that Selena was a single mother. Thus, she had never chosen them to read for Juniper because she was afraid that the child would ask difficult questions, which she might not know how to answer.

he asked, smiling. Anthony, the more outgoing of Jade’s twins, selected a colorful farm story. He opened the book with careful hands and began reading in his clear five-year-old voice. “The little pig… ran across the… field to find his… mummy. He… oinked and… oinked until she… came.” Kai nodded. “Nice and clear. Keep going.” Anthony finished the page with only one soft stumble. Kai offered a high-five. “Excellent work.” Connor went next, choosing a story about a lost puppy searching for home. He spoke more slowly, concentrating hard.

"Mom, Dad, can I have another story?" "One more. Then sleep." They ran off. We followed. Story time was chaos. Ella insisted on picking the book. Leo insisted on sitting in my lap. Liam sat on the floor, leaning against the bed. I read. They listened. The words filled the room. When the story ended, they were both drowsy. We tucked them in. Kissed foreheads. Said goodnight. Back on the porch, the stars were out. "Ten years," I said. "Almost eleven since we met."