Bedtime Storytime

A collection of short horror stories.

"Speaking of knowing things…" Kyle said slowly, "You still haven't given me a chance to tell my story." "I know," said Andrea. "I was having too much fun speculating. Finding you like this is a gift, and I don't want to tear the wrapping off all at once. ‘Building up the anticipation makes it better.’" Kyle blinked again, then gave a quiet snort of recognition at his own words being thrown back at him. "So what is your speculation?" Kyle asked. "Oh I don't know, probably something utterly disappointing. Did they pick you up for speeding on the way to the farmers market? I guess that wouldn't explain the uh…" she gestured at his injury again. "It wouldn't explain that now, would it. Oh, I know! You got into a fight over the last piece of bluefin!" Kyle just shook his head slightly. "No? I guess it's too much to hope you did something really exciting like rob a bank—You're not secretly a cat burglar are you, Kyle? Lose your balance breaking into an art gallery? No…?" Kyle looked unamused. "Very funny, Chuckles, would you mind taking this a little more seriously?" "Of course," said Andrea. "Very serious for a lawyer to have been arrested. You could be disciplined. Disbarred! Why, we might not see each other in court anymore. Wouldn't that be a shame." "Wouldn't it though," replied Kyle. "So that's the kind of guy you think I am? Stealing fine art and fighting in fish markets?” Andrea pondered some more. "I know!" she exclaimed. "Did you get into a fight with someone's boyfriend? Did it turn out that you were your young lady's bit on the side, and you ended up having a domestic dispute?" Kyle winced. "Is that it?!" Andrea had been teasing, but it seems like she had touched a nerve. To whatever degree Kyle had seemed like he'd been playing along, even as worn down as he was, that last remark had left him deflated. Kyle hung his head. "It wasn't like that…" "Oh sure, like you haven't been collecting notches on your bedposts." "I'M not like that." "You're not? That's not what your reputation says, out there collecting numbers and breaking hearts. I heard that you were a real ladykil–" "Andrea! I'm not–" Kyle shouted, grabbing her hands. His hands were strong, and his grip so tight it almost hurt. His expression so intense, frustrated and hurt and… scared? Andrea knew she had been twisting the knife a little into something that bothered him, but what had caused this reaction? It was only for a moment, then Kyle seemed to catch himself and let go. He slumped back in his chair and slid his shackled hands back below the table. Andrea leaned back as well, adding to the distance, and folded her arms, no longer smiling. She glanced at the duress button out of the corner of her eye. If Kyle had kept holding her as tightly as he had been, she wouldn't have even been able to reach it. "I think we're ready for storytime now," she said seriously. “I think you had better start at the punchline. What have you been charged with, Mr Wynn?" Kyle took a deep breath before he raised his head once more. "Murder, Ms Mason. First Degree Murder." *** Andrea Mason, a defense attorney who cares more about justice and protecting her clients than just winning cases. But the one man she hates to lose to is her rival, the arrogant prosecutor, Kyle Wynn. Kyle represents everything Andi hates about unscrupulous win-at-all-costs lawyers, and for years they have traded arguments in the courtroom and barbs in the hallways. Their paths cross again when they find themselves on a high-profile murder trial. As much as Andrea might despise Kyle, she can’t believe it when HE is charged with the horrific murder. But she is even more shocked when he asks for her to represent him at trial… *** #SLOWBURN #STRONGFL #CRIME #MURDER #FLIRTY #ROMANCE If you want to know what to expect, check the reviews! ฅ^-ﻌ•^ฅ Burrito says to join here: https://discord.gg/qr7eUnxT2F

Want to experience the adventures of the wizarding world and the modern world at the same time? --------------------------------------------------------------- There is a legend that spreads throughout Erath. A legend that states "Erath will be destroyed by an underground explosion of fire because they cannot bear the burden of their sins from their past actions." However, they can prevent it all by gathering the shattered body pieces of the "Goddess," which are separated into 5 parts. At first, they ignored it all and thought of the legend as a bedtime story for children. But what was said in the legend began to appear one by one. Islands vanished, magical powers weakened, everything in disarray for the four races living in Erath. And their journey has just begun. In this book.

Afterlife wasn't something that he had ever thought about. Transmigration and reincarnation were fictional concepts that were part of the bedtime stories he enjoyed. ...But then again ignorance is bliss isn't it, now as he woke up in a new world to a very peculiar and familiar scene. How can he survive when dangers lurk around every corner, a world ruled by the strong, with elements of fantasy and magic straight up thrust in his face, a world in which his path to power requires some innate strength, to begin with? Warning! The story contains and centers around Smut, there is plenty of plot to go around, but if you want to avoid the smut entirely, it might be a little difficult!! ---------------------------- Extra chapters and character photos on Patreon - https://www.patreon.com/Light_novel_addic

Henry was an ordinary 20 years old boy. Unexpectedly, he got transmigrated into his favourite childhood bedtime story, which he never knew how it ended. However, it happened to be that he transmigrated into the character he hated most. He had become the 14-year-old next successor of the duke of Bryxton. The next to be duke! In his words, It was a luxurious life in hell. He admitted that his life there was neither perfect nor bad if he forgot those strange and creepy things he encountered ever since. ..... But, who was that man, suddenly appeared in front of him, blurring his well-planned clear future? "Henry Bryxton, be my slave!" The man placed his sword on Henry's neck as he looked at him like he found something interesting. "Fuck you!" Born with a bad temper, that's when Henry regretted his nature for the first time in his life. That man made him regret every single word he had spitted out. Later, "Henry, I like you so much that I want to kill you." "Fu-...Then please kill me." He thought he had become a plaything for that man. As he watched how that man enjoyed teasing him in every worst way he could, he expected that his death would happen very soon at that man's hands. But how come everything seemed to get complicated as they got to know each other well? What were those mysterious things which bond them together? What made him special to that man? Love? Hatred? Lust? No, it was his thirst, only for him! Note: Mature content Transmigrated bottom × possessive top A magical world The story continues in a historical timeline like the 15th century. * * * Hope you enjoy reading!!! (The cover picture is from Pinterest. Respect to the artist.)

UNRAVELING FATE In the bustling city of New York, destiny brings together two individuals who were fated to meet under unfathomable circumstances. He is a supernatural creature known as a Tribrid, a being from folklore and bedtime stories, cursed to live as a vampire for three thousand years until he finds the one who can break his curse. She is a descendant of the original witch who placed the curse upon him and born into a long line of witches. Their first meeting doesn't go as planned, and she is left with a bad impression of him. However, fate has a way of bringing them back together under more favorable conditions, and a deal is made for her to move in with him. But as she begins to live with the Tribrid, she realizes that there's more to him than meets the eye.

A thousand years ago, the world witnessed an unprecedented conflict that pitted humanity against the immortal undead, vampires. The war was cataclysmic, leaving both sides teetering on the brink of annihilation. Just when all hope seemed lost, a celestial being, self-proclaimed as an angel named Raziel, appeared to champion the human cause. His divine intervention forced the vampires into retreat, vanishing into the shadows, but not before they made a pact among themselves. Twelve powerful vampire lords convened, vowing to retreat and lay low for a millennium, using the time to recuperate their strength and raise a formidable army. Each lord claimed dominion over a different region, weaving a complex web of secrecy and manipulation that spanned the centuries. To protect humanity from the lurking darkness, a select group of elite vampire hunters, known as the Headsman, arose. Gifted with a drop of the angel's celestial blood, the lucky few among them transcended mere mortals, gaining superhuman abilities. Their duty was to seek out the remaining vampires and rid the world of their malevolence. As time passed, the horrors of the vampire war faded into myth and legend. The once terrifying creatures of the night became the stuff of bedtime stories, and the angel's intervention morphed into a distant fable. The Headsman's tales were now shared around campfires, woven with exaggeration and disbelief. The thousand years is nearly up. ----- The cover isn't mine, so if the owner wants me to take it down, I will do so.

once my grandfather, who always speaks the truth, told me that life is not a fantasy like the bedtime story of the little prince and that you should take it seriously. He said that if you die, you die. While I agree with the first part of his advice that life is more than a fantasy, I don’t agree with the second part. from my veiw or better to say according to my experience, death is not an end but rather a beginning full of buzzing body, headaches, sword wounds, sadness, and happiness. Sometimes you have to draw a big wrong line on all the physical laws you learned in school. For me, life and death are like sitting on a merry-go-round of fantasy. Every day is a new adventure waiting to be discovered. And even though there are times when things get tough and it feels like the world is against you, there’s always hope. Hope that tomorrow will be better than today. Hope that one day we’ll find our happily ever after. But what if our happily ever after wasn’t what we thought it was? What if it was something more? Something beyond our wildest dreams? What if our lives were just one chapter in a much larger story? A story that spanned time and space and everything in between?     ●Ava’s journey began with a dream, To be the greatest photographer it would seem. But life is not always what it seems, And Ava faced challenges beyond her wildest dreams. Strange problems came her way, Rare problems that tested her every day. But Ava was not one to give up easily, She worked hard every day to make her dreams a reality. Through the ups and downs of life, Ava learned that success was not just about strife. It took hard work and dedication too, And a willingness to see things through.   ●English, as my third language, caused me a lot of problems to write this story; please ignore the grammatical mistakes.

Paranormal Academy. That's where I was taken after being forced into a portal by a strange man. I'm told that I am a mystery, that I am supernatural. I apparently have powers that have yet to be unlocked. To tap into my magic I am taken to an academy full of creatures that were told in bedtime stories. From werewolves to mermaids. Five supernatural men seem to always get in my way. Logan, the arrogant and impulsive wolf shifter. Noah, the intellectual griffin. Kanen, the flirtatious vampire. Fae, the kind and caring fairy Last but definitely not least, Lucas the dragon shifter. The school is being threatened by a cult named The Black Dragon who wants to capture me. They claim that I am the key. To what? They won't say. Kids start to go missing and bodies start to show up at the doorstep. This new school just got a whole lot darker. Book cover source- Wallpaper Cave

For over a hundred years man has written stories based on historical events and happenings. Many are quite unbelievable and considered works of fiction rather than actual fact, but is it really all that unbelievable in the end? In a world where the imagination flourishes and thrives we are not so limited to what could have been and what really happened. Children believe, so why can’t we? In Japan a new story is unfolding, the pages already decades old and written long before the modern world existed as it does today. Let’s follow this tale of two siblings, bound by blood, as they uncover a treasure thought forgotten. Broken apart in time they will find the source of everything… So, I ask you this question, dear reader… When everything you know is turned upside down and all these little bedtime stories about myths and magic weren’t just stories anymore, what would you do?

Former master assassin, Code X, wakes up as a 74 year old woman dressed in ancient clothing. Instead of a toned body and youthful features, she now finds herself with the body of a grandma, complete with a walking stick, white hair, and bad eyes! How did she end up with this situation? Simple — this was karma for all the blood on her hands. To atone for her past sins, she now has to save lives. The more lives she saves, the younger she becomes! But this is not as simple as it looks, not when she finds herself reincarnated in a warring kingdom plagued by death and crime. So when she saves the life of a young boy, she does not expect his next words: “Thank you, beautiful elder sister.” When she touches him, she momentarily regains her youth? But wait, this poor-looking boy is the Crown Prince? And she is now his nanny? What will she have to do to escape this weird situation? _____ “You really want to take me for Empress?” She tried to pry his hands off her back, but her strength was no match for the young emperor. In response, he only tightened his embrace, dipping his head and burying his face into her shoulders almost possessively. “You know what they will all say. You know what they are already saying —“ He sealed her lips with a fiery kiss. Pulling away, he looked her straight in the eye. “Let’s see if they could talk without a tongue.” He smiled. “Or without a life.” For the first time in years, she dared to look at him carefully. He no longer was the child clinging onto her lap during a storm nor the little boy begging for a bedtime story. Now, he towered above her, his soft features from before sharpened by time. Sensing how close he remained to her, uncontrollably, her heart skipped a beat. “Be my Empress.” _____ NO PEDOPHILIA (this is a slow burn and romance only appears later in the story)!!!!! This story is about dual salvation, so there will be NO RAPE and NO ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIP!!!!! _____ Cover Art: Cover designed by the super super talented Bloom759!!! Please check out her stories here on Webnovel!!! All original image credits to the original artist. I couldn't find a way to contact the artist, so if there are issues with copyright, please message me as soon as possible (Instagram @tangerqueen_author)

A regular bedtime story that was being told as a small kid turn into a recurrent dream as an adult then dismisses them as childhood imagination. But as she passes her 21st birthday suddenly her dreams of wolves become more vivid, more realistic, a dream that turn out to be her reality that unconsciously sending her in search of her family secrets! A fated pair that bumped into each other in an unexpected situation, will their relationship work or will their differences get in the way?

I was running away from them. My baby was crying in my arms as I tried to shush him. The biting cold was harsh my already thin frame. My baby’s lips started turning white. I glanced at how my baby boy stopped crying. I continued running until the town was far behind us and all I could see in front of us were just a field of thick snow. My baby’s lips turned blue. “Oh Lord, please don’t let anything happen to him,” I prayed to God and caught sight of an old church up the hill to the left of the snow-covered path. “Hang on there, baby, we are almost there,” I whispered to him. The falling snow was heavier as the minutes ticked by. Soon we were caught in a blizzard. With much difficulty we managed to reach the old church. My heart sank as I saw that it was a dilapidated and abandoned church. It only meant one thing, no warm fire to save my baby. I went inside anyway as that was the only shelter available for miles on end. There was no fire wood by the fire place. No blankets, no rugs or anything that I could use to warm us up. All my baby had was me. I cuddled him closer. I was losing my baby. “No, God! Lord if you can hear my prayer I am at your House right now please let my baby live! You can take my live, please let my baby live!!! Please Lord I beg you,” I kept repeating my prayer believing if I prayer hard enough God will really grant my wish and let me trade my life for my baby’s life. I did not know how long I prayed. When I finally checked on my son he was cold and dead. God did not help us. My prayers went unanswered. I wished the Earth would just open up and swallow me up as I lost the will to live on. I had lost my son, what else was there for me to live for? My last thoughts before I lost consciousness was, “God failed me.” ******************************** This incarnation: Theeya is the direct descendant of one of the original Forty Thieves. When everyone thought it was just a bedtime story that was popularized in the 1001 Arabian Nights. Their entire life changed course, taking on a totally different direction the moment Ali Baba killed all forty thieves. Theeya’s ancestors were guarding their family heirloom zealously. The only clue her late father guarded zealously was the parchment containing clues to where the secret cave was. Every man of each generation tried and failed to unravel the well hidden secret. Years later, it became her father’s obsession. Unfortunately he died without fulfilling his wish, that was to claim his birth right. As her late father had no son, only daughters, Theeya took it upon herself to continue her father’s legacy, to reclaim their family’s inheritance. She consulted the help of a dashing Professor, specialising in Egyptology, to unravel the mysteries of the parchments passed down from her forefathers. She found herself falling in love with Prof Jeff Everett, a man whom she thought to be gay. Only two years before that Theeya turned down the marriage proposal from her ex who cheated on her and had a baby with another woman when they were stil together. Theeya promised herself that she had no time for romance. She must not get married. She must not let her father down. It was up to her to get to the secret cave and find that Holy Grail of Immortality even if that means going to the end of the world looking for it, not that she mind to travel with the devilishly handsome Professor Everett. Her legs would go jelly and she would swoon each time she was in the Professor’s presence. Can she really survive her adventure with Professor Everett? As they traced the footsteps of men who lived for the secrets of the cave and the Holy Grail, they found the other descendants of the original Forty Thieves. One thing in common bound them, one thing that none could ever ignore, the bloody red eyes that would haunt their sleep. Would these nightmares end once they unravel the ancient secrets of the Forty Thieves cave?

After enduring endless years of frustrations, Yu Jin a part-time writer and college student was about to throw out her pen and give up writing for good. Then appeared a system out of thin air, bringing out the inner sadist in Yu Jin. =[Welcome Host to Supreme Sadistic System]= ‐-------------- #Realistic, #fluff, #novel, #multiverse, #sadist, #hiddengem, #psychological, #writer, #kr #comedy, #adventure, #r-18, #strong, #fl language, #author, #money, #second chance, #knovel, #kromance, #debt, #weird mc, #novelette #novella #academy, #system, #face smacking, #storytime, #poor to rich, #weak to strong

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A collection of short stories based on writing prompts I gathered. Their genres will most definitely vary :)

A normal day and a normal boy. Nothing going wrong everything is just casual. Everything was just fine...

A group of short stories helped to be created by an AI

"A few wives is a norm for Overlord such as you." My wife's sister said... Minato was your ordinary guy. He had his shop and led a happy life with his wife by his side. Should his wife be as ordinary as him, Minato would probably die as a happy man in sixty years! Alas, his wife was actually from another world, and she had fox psychique?! Their bedtime was actually dual cultivation, and the husband became Overlord due to it?! And what's up with her sisters... falling in love with him?! *I, Sixth, have published this story solely for webnovel.com I am not responsible for other illegal copies on other sites* #Support authors on webnovel.com by reading their stories here or on the webnovel's app!

Life is something, you have to go on with. It is something that if you want to see the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain. My whole life is such a mess. And I know everyones life is. We are living with a hope that tomorrow is gonna be fine, but that tomorrow is not going to come.

Adult Bedtime Stories consists of various short stories which are children like bedtime stories but for adults with contents like drugs, sex, murder with the help of animals as the characters.

Vera is a 5 year old girl who carries a jellyfish charm on her person at all times. It was a gift from her mother after all but, when she was informed of her mothers death, it was a lot to absorb. She falls from a window in attempt to catch her charm she accidentally dropped and wakes up in a world that seems much happier than she remembers. Follow her on her journey with twists and turns through a world that truly is cruel to the eyes of an adult. Learn about her past, a puppet, a goose, and a woman who only desires to take what she never got the chance to have.