Will You Tell Me A Story นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I said and went inside first. I missed another chance to tell him. Perhaps, tomorrow I’d be able to tell him. Lucas settled between us and again I saw how Logan’s face showed disappointment. Was he planning to sleep beside me? “Mommy, can you tell me a story? It helps me to sleep easily.” Lucas turned to cuddle with me. “I am not good with stories but I’ll tell you one tonight about a little girl who was the princess of her parents just like you but one day, she was left alone.” I said.

“Story!” I couldn’t help but smile. “You want a story?” I asked, stifling a laugh. The children nodded excitedly. “The wolf story!” one of them exclaimed. “We want to hear the wolf story again!” How could I refuse? The ‘wolf story’ in question was one that I had made up yesterday on the spot, a story about a rogue wolf chasing a little girl. It was a scary story that had made the children gasp, their eyes wide with fear, but they seemed to love it.

"I would love to hear what such a gorgeous thing has to say. Would you tell me your story...?" ****

"Come on, let's get that drink. You have a story to share." ...

I said. “You are jealous of a tennis game.” He caressed my cheeks gently. “I am sorry, baby.” He turns the tv off. “What do you want us to do instead? Should I tell you a story?” “Yes, yea.” I grinned excitedly. Who wouldn’t want to hear George tell a story in his strong warm voice. It was like the best feeling ever honestly. “Fine, I will tell you one.” He gave me a wide smile. “ So this is a true story this time, alright?” I nodded in agreement. I mean who cares. I just want to hear his voice.

"How...how did it happen?" "It's quite a long story but I'm going to tell you two all about it. You're free to lash out on me when I'm done, I do deserve it" I huff out a heavy breath and they nod for me to continue. Who knows perhaps after they hear my story they're going to also flee from me like I've got a plague, then once again I'll be left all alone like back in old days. What a pathetic life I've lived!

He does not deserve any more pain, Azazel growls. "Can you tell me another story?" I take a deep breath, wiping my eyes and pinching the bridge of my nose. "Of course, which one do you want to hear this time?" "I like the ones about Sayan and Kilano," he says in a quiet voice. I smile. "I thought I already told all of them." "I've heard a lot but you haven't told me how they met yet." "Okay, you ready?" I ask. "Yeah." I lift my hand, sucking in a deep breath as flames dance at my fingertips. I flick my wrist and the fire leaps from my palm.

"Yeah,genius it is, so please have a seat, I’m going to tell you a story and I want no interruptions." "What story. "I asked taking a seat on the soft bed. I had to hold my self from stiffing my mates pillow like a creepy. "I said no interruptions and the story is the life history of your mate, she would have love to tell you herself but you were busy fucking two women at once." "How many times do I have to tell you that's didn't happen and its all a misunderstanding.” I said in frustration practically dragging and pulling my hairs out of my head. "OK,OK, now relax and listen, I would have given you a pop corn but we ran out of it last night."

I consoled him and gave him some water. “She locked me up in the store room” “WHAT? IN THE STOOR ROOM? HOW DID YOU COME HERE! Tell me everything.” I questioned. “I was locked inside since morning and when she opened me up, I ran and hid here. She warned me that she’ll lock me again if I told this to anyone.” I stood up and as I went forward Zac held my leg and started to cry. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to get locked please.”

It was Francine. I gave a nod but tried to maintain a stern face. Alex ran to me and asked, "So are we riding an airplane? " "Yes we are little boy." I said smirking at him and messing up his hair. The sound of horns from the taxi signaled that we were all about to have a major change in our lives. I am Attorney Providence Dalton. Provi to my my closest friends.. Atty. Pro to my colleagues… This is my story.