Toy Story Sid Sleeping Novels & Stories

After my adopted sister, Bella, borrowed my phone, she forgot to log out of our family's secure channel. I was about to log her out when an encrypted group chat message popped up at the top of the screen. "To celebrate Enzo, the Moretti heir, handling his first piece of business for the family, we're having dinner at the private club tonight." I tapped on it without a second thought. The member list in the channel was painfully clear, showing only four avatars: my father, my mother, my brother, and Bella. My brother, Enzo, replied a moment later, "Just the four of us. Don't call Aurora." "If she comes, she'll just find another excuse to bully Bella." I stared at the words, frozen. It dawned on me then. In this family, I had been the outsider all along.

Liam Carter gave up the game years ago—along with the risks, the spotlight, and the chaos that came with it. Now, as the head coach of a rising football team, control is his currency. Discipline. Distance. And it works… until Noah Hayes shows up. Young, gifted, and reckless, Noah plays with fire—on and off the pitch. He’s a rising star who doesn’t follow rules, especially not the invisible ones. When he starts pushing at the lines Liam draws, the tension turns electric. Liam tells himself it’s nothing. Just heat. A test. A phase. But every lingering glance, every after-practice moment, chips away at the lie. And when desire threatens to upend everything, Liam has to choose: protect the life he’s built—or risk it all for the one person he shouldn’t want. A forbidden connection. A dangerous attraction. A love that could cost them everything.

Marcus Halverin is used to winning. As the university’s star athlete, confidence comes easily — along with the belief that the world revolves around him. Kelsey Vale disagrees the moment they meet. Kelsey Vale works too hard, studies too much, and has zero patience for arrogant athletes born into privilege — especially when one of them turns out to be the son of the wealthy family employing her mother. Sharp-tongued and impossible to intimidate, she refuses to treat him like campus royalty, and their instant dislike quickly turns into an all-out rivalry. Their rivalry quickly becomes legendary, fueled by insults, competition, and a stubborn refusal to back down. Yet beneath the arguments, Marcus begins to notice the girl who challenges him without fear, and admiration turns into something far more dangerous. He falls first for her, quietly and completely. Kelsey refuses to trust it. Boys like Marcus don’t change, and she refuses to become another girl dazzled by his world. She fights her feelings. But when someone new enters Marcus’s life — effortless, beautiful, and willing to give him the admiration Kelsey never would — he finally stops chasing what he cannot have. Then Kelsey realizes she is deeply in love with Marcus already and she cannot watch the man she loves go with another woman.

After being reborn, I decide to write my younger brother Marcus Jensen's name on the marriage application. This time, I will fulfill Jessica Carter's wishes. In this life, I'm the one who dresses Marcus in the groom's suit and slips the engagement ring onto his finger. I personally orchestrate every encounter between them. When she takes Marcus to Lisbeth, I head south to Humridge College without hesitation. Why am I doing this? Because in my previous life, even after I turned 50, Jessica and our son were still on their knees begging me for a divorce. They wanted me to let her have one final chance at love with Marcus. In this new life, I only want to spread my wings and soar higher. I'm done with romantic entanglements.

Mila Cross spent five years loving a man who slowly taught her how to hate herself. Every joke at her expense. Every apology that somehow became her fault. Every lie dressed up as honesty. So when her longtime boyfriend demands an open relationship, something inside her finally shatters. She doesn’t plan the night that follows. She doesn’t plan the stranger with tattooed hands and dangerous eyes who makes her feel wanted instead of tolerated. She especially doesn’t plan on sleeping with him and him being Ryan Wilder… her brother’s best friend, a man wrapped in violence and loyalty, the undisputed president of the Night Reapers MC.

After my fiancée returned from six months of traveling with her childhood friend, she realized I had changed. For his sake, she broke protocol and promoted him to be the CEO's personal assistant. I obediently stepped aside and gave up my position. When he took over the project I had spent three sleepless months completing, I handed it over without a fight. My fiancée found my sudden compliance strange. Her childhood friend, on the other hand, was smug about it. He said with a grin, "Looks like your cold treatment finally worked. If you want him to behave, you just have to train him like a dog." My heart was calm and unmoved as I listened to their conversation. No one knew that I had been reborn. No one knew that I had finally accepted the truth: she never loved me from the start. No matter how reluctant I felt, from this moment on, I would cut ties with her completely. One clean break, free of all entanglements.

They say when you wake with the woman you love in your arms it feels like the whole world has been set right. I have to agree, except once reality kicks in you feel like you just been mind fucked......... "Please what? Tell me you want me to fuck you!" He demanded. His finger slid halfway in my wet heat as his thumb rubbed perfectly over my clit. His touch was throwing my body into an erratic mess of pleasure, but the slow torture was making me lose control. He chuckled watching my body squirm under him. I took a deep breath then let everything go. "Please, fuck me." "That's my girl." He taunted removing his fingers "Christian!" I gave him a look that I would cut off his dick. This boy loved teasing me and it really pissed me off. "Relax kitten. I never break my promises." He pulled me up and slid my dress off. I became instantly aware of us both practically naked in front of each other. My legs tried closing shut and my arms came to my chest. "Oh, it's too late for that little girl. Your body is mine now." His knees moved my thighs further apart and he took both my wrists in one hand pinning them above me. His mouth sucked on my breasts then his other hand untied my bathing suit bottom slowly peeling away the last piece of fabric covering my body. "Fucking perfect." His hand grabbed one of mine sliding it down my body making me touch myself until he reached the one part of my body, I needed him to touch the most. He guided my finger with his inside my walls making my back arch. "You feel how soft your pussy is? It drives me insane."

Not long after human Iris found out about her pregnancy, she realized her Alpha fated mate Arthur had engaged with another woman ever since he was 15 years old. As Arthur prepared to run for the Alpha President position, it became clear that he needed a luna from the Alpha class, just like his fiancée. Realizing her place as nothing more than a human mistress, Iris left, with her child. Five years later, Iris came back as a successful artist, while Arthur already became the Alpha President. Arthur genuinely believed Iris couldn’t thrive without him, but when they met again, his world was turned upside down. A little boy ran to Iris, holding his arms out toward Iris. “Mommy, we missed you so much, so we came with Daddy,” he said. Arthur stared at the child, then looked back at Iris angrily to growl, “Mommy and Daddy?” Before Iris could respond, a handsome Alpha appeared, holding a little girl in his arms. “Iris, sorry to keep you waiting.”

We have a family group chat meant for the core members only. It's named "the Coppola family". The ones in the group are my father, my mother, my oldest brother, Fabio Coppola; my second brother, Luca Coppola, and my little sister, Francesca Coppola. Oh, that's not all. Fabio's bloodhound, Fido; Luca's ragdoll, Neve; and Francesca's fancy rat, Pico, are members of the group chat too. I'm the only one who's not included in that group. There's once when I ask Francesca, "Can you add me into the group?" She's in the middle of feeding Pico at that time. Without bothering to glance at me, she replies, "That group is meant for insiders only. Wouldn't you feel awkward if you were to join the group, Valentina?" I just look at Pico, who keeps screeching in Francesca's arms. It has a special nickname and the right to speak up in the family group. To think that I, the Coppolas' biological daughter, am nothing compared to a fancy rat.

They told us shadow was evil. They said light was the only thing that kept us safe. For four hundred years, Luminara has lived by that lie. The Order rules, fear keeps everyone in line, and no one dares ask why the winters are getting longer, the crops are failing, and the moon itself is starting to fade. Elara never thought she’d be the one to question it all. She’s just a girl with an old brass locket the only thing her mother left behind when she vanished years ago. But when the locket starts humming, and a figure made of dark and starlight steps out of the trees, everything she knows turns upside down. His name is Kaelen. He’s the guardian they’ve spent centuries hunting. And he tells her the truth no one is allowed to speak: Light can’t live without shadow. Break the balance, and the whole world dies. Now Elara is running hunted by the Order’s cruel leader, Valerius, who wants to steal the locket’s power and rule forever. She’s chased by Morgrath, a twisted shadow who offers her something terrifying: total control, no more fear, no more running. And deep beneath the mountains, something older than both light and dark is waking up something that could remake everything… or unmake it all. Elara came looking for answers about her mother. Instead, she found the fate of the whole world resting in her hands. Will she bring light and shadow back together? Or will she reach for the kind of power that never lets go?