Dakota's Surprise | Chapter 1 [Comm]
We still need to read you your bedtime story after dinner." catherine murmured something incoherent underneath her breath, but moved herself into a more alert position in her boyfriend's arms as they entered the kitchen.
A Hand Upon The Wheel
When she'd accepted the role of a dragonrider and taken swarten as her steed, it had been with the thought of becoming an avenging hero, like something out of the bedtime stories she'd once read to her children.
Justan1
stories razor meat axe butcher knife rope plate with holes justan smiles at you then blushes as he remembers you from the bathroom when he was caught playing around with
Breaking Faith
"you said you would read me a bedtime story," she said, casting her eyes at the purple carpet on the floor. "i was waiting for you, daddy." she stared at the floor and waited for her daddy to yell at her for leaving her room. but it didn't come.
Apprentice Book 3
At least he had brains enough to slide a hand over the strong hip, hug her close, sigh something about beautiful ladies and bedtime stories... yeeped as she squeezed his balls. a lady, hah!
Personal talks
I'm sure it'll be a nice bedtime story." oh. that was a no-brainer! * * * as usual, bogo snorted annoyed when he heard a knock from his door. specially because there was only one officer who knocked in melodic rhythms.
Magical Pet Shop: Zeelo
And i'm the one who reads you your bedtime stories." dee had a smug look as he spoke this one. "i... i have no idea what you're talking about!" avarice's flamed died down as his voice became much more meek. "but...
AFTERTALE Ch. 1
I bet frisk could use some of your soup and a good bedtime story." tory nodded and went to fetch a tray. sans sat in the living room quietly. he listened to the faint sounds of tory reading to frisk. pulling out his phone he looked at it.
Late Bloomer: First Steps
I'm going to feed you, and give you a bath, and tuck you into bed, read you a bedtime story, and kiss your little baby head and turn out the light... unless you're afraid of the dark then i'll turn on your night light.
Diamond Eyes Chapter One: I Don't Care
"that this is some fairytale childs bedtime story?
A Labor of Love
To the candelabra, the brightest object in the room, just as pretty as the day father had taken her to town and they had picked it out together, just for her, and they had read bedtime stories by its light. and she remembered it all.
The Last Caress of Victoria Jones
But no, with the dependence upon their clockworks, self-made lightning, and the illusionary superiority of their new ways, mortals had willfully forgotten the old wisdoms in that dark basement, dismissing them as bedtime stories or the ignorance of superstition