Syalala In The Morning นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Chapter 33. I Want You In My Life. Elara Winterfell. Early the next morning, I was tapped awake by the maid that had helped me throughout the night by always filling my glass with warm milk hourly. “Sally, hey…" I croaked in my morning voice. “Good morning. How are you?” She gave me her formal smile, which was adorable to say the least. She looked like an easter bunny with cute eyes. I could tell she was Asian because of her eyes.

With a yawn and a stretch, she slowly blinked her eyes open, feeling the remnants of sleep clinging to her. "Good morning," Levi greeted, his voice filled with a mixture of tenderness and anticipation. Selena, still in the haze of waking up, rubbed her eyes with her knuckles, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. The gentle exchange of morning greetings washed away the remnants of the night's emotional journey, replacing them with a sense of renewed hope.

As dawn's first light emerged, the morning sun, resembling a blazing sphere of fire, gracefully ascended the sky, brushing it with a spectacular palette of deep crimson and shimmering gold. With the sun’s ascent, a figure, Silas Kane, the marginally younger of the Kane Alpha twins, found himself immersed in the serenity of the new day. He stood with a stillness that contrasted with the slowly awakening world around him, closing his eyes momentarily, allowing the gentle warmth of the sun's earliest beams to caress his visage.

“Happy birthday, princess.” I croon, looking down at Alaia, who just rose from her sleep. She smiles up at me as soon as she sees me, displaying her two teeth. She’s always so happy in the morning, and this morning was no different. She’s just lying in her crib, kicking back with her hands behind her head. “Good morning, my sunshine.” I pick her up and kiss her cheek affectionately. “Is my baby girl one-year-old today?” We walk out of the nursery back to our bedroom, where Shayla was still asleep. “Let’s go wake up, Mummy,” I whisper, kissing her temple and smile when I see Shayla lying on her front, peacefully sleeping. I crawl up on the bed and lay Alaia down on her stomach, and she immedi

He said this as he turned around to leave. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * The next morning, Selena was woken up by her alarm. As she got out of bed in her baggy pyjamas, she approached the window and opened it, taking in the morning sun. “What is wrong, Hania? Why?” Dalett opened her eyes with a groan. When she saw Selena, she was shocked. “What exactly are you doing? Why have you gotten up so early? You are not an early riser.” She rubbed the back of her hand across her eyes.

____ NEXT MORNING The soft rays of the morning sun gently filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow in the room. Delilah stirred, rubbing her eyes as she registered it was the weekend—a precious day off from the routine rush. She instinctively reached out to hug her son, only to be met with resistance. Nathan, already awake and slightly grumpy, greeted, "Good morning, papa," pulling Stephen in for a cheek-kiss. Delilah chuckled, teasingly, "Nathan, is this how I always find you sleeping next to Papa in the morning?"

The morning was perfect. It was the kind of morning that seemed to have been woven from memory and hope, a gentle gift to the three who sat on the porch of the little house on the hill. Lyra, Kael, and Rina had awoken early, as was their habit now. The air was cool and carried the scent of damp earth and the sweet, faint perfume of night-blooming jasmine. The sky in the east was just beginning to lighten, a soft, pale grey that promised color.

The night was far from over, but for now, in this sanctuary of silence and healing, we would find solace and respite. The first rays of morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across the room. I had been there all night, keeping a vigilant watch over Calla as she slept. The moment she stirred, I was at her side, a warm smile gracing my lips. "Good morning, Calla," I greeted, my voice soft and soothing. "I'm glad to see you awake." Calla's eyes fluttered open, her gaze still heavy with remnants of sleep. I reached over to the bedside table, retrieving a glass of water that I had prepared in anticipation. She eagerly took it from my hands, gulping down the cool li

Early morning. When Adela opened her eyes, Layson was already gone. Bright sunlight streamed into the room, and she instinctively raised her hand to shield her eyes from the harsh rays. She wasn't sure how long she'd been asleep—her legs felt weak, and she didn't have the energy to sit up just yet. At that moment, the door opened, and Layson appeared wearing casual home clothes. Seeing Adela awake, he smiled warmly. "You're awake? Why didn't you sleep a bit longer—you were exhausted last night."

Although, he would never know that. My heart still ached at the thought when I woke up. The sun was already rising as I held the cup of coffee while watching it rise from my unit. I am a lover of sunrise and I am a morning person. I would never start a day without looking at the run rises wherever I am. And, a cup of coffee will also make my day. Although, I am feeling lazy today. What? Am I broken? “Okay. It’s another day.” I whispered to myself. “Why am I getting sad over him?”