12 Am Thoughts Novels & Stories

The warmth reader named. The repair finding itself. The center holding. I thought: ten months. I thought: look at what ten months built. I thought: imagine what ten years builds. I thought: imagine what a lifetime builds. I thought: imagine what three hundred years builds. I thought: we already know. We are already standing in it. The founding ground breathed. I looked at it. I looked at Zane. I thought: there you are. I thought: here we are. I thought: look at all of this.

A soft flutter. “Good morning,” I whispered. The movement made me smile for a moment, but the smile didn’t last. Because the thought returned immediately. Today. Today we would know. Or at least… Andre’s mother would know. I glanced at the clock beside my bed. 6:14 AM. Too early. Too early for the results. Too early for my nerves. And definitely too early for the amount of thinking my brain was already doing. I groaned softly and sat up. “Okay,” I murmured to myself. “You need to get through today without losing your mind.”

GABRIELLA The ticking of the digital clock on my nightstand reads 2:14 AM. I roll onto my back, staring up at the dark ceiling as my eyes refuse to drift close to sleep and my mind refuses to turn off. My thoughts drift to my friends. Or my current lack of friends.

I had a feeling this was going to be the best day in my life, and it was still an hour to noon. T. B. C!!

' Finally shoving his chaotic thoughts aside. Ohh thank God I got up early today,' I thought to myself while rummaging through disastrous ways my morning could have started, while feeling grateful to the higher ups. Everywhere was bustling, so full and busy…and it was just 7:05am.' I shook my head in amazement while fixing my shirt 'I have to make a good impression today,' I thought to myself convincingly ...apparently this was literally my dream job, so i feel confident that I’ll do great.

the text read. I stopped for a while, thinking when would be the best time. I checked the time; it was a minute to eight. Amelia had said she was going to the library, and usually she went to the library around twelve. It was around the time I had my own lunch break, and I thought it was a good day to surprise her. “Today. Get him ready by 12,” I texted back before throwing my phone on the desk and pulling my chair closer to the screen. Excitement was bubbling inside me, and an excited man is a motivated man.

Axel declares as he rises from his seat and exits the room. As I take a quick break from my work, I can't help but notice the clock on the wall. The hands are pointing straight up at the number twelve, indicating that it's already noon. It's hard to believe that the morning has flown by so quickly, filled with a flurry of emails, meetings, and deadlines. My stomach grumbles in agreement, signaling that it's time for lunch.

I know that they agree with me, Jasper has this habit of rubbing his temples when he knows the counter argument makes sense. We drive up through the hills. It’s late to be driving, or is it early? The vehicles digital clock says it’s 3:45am. Storm clouds are everywhere. Between sheets of lightning, crackling thunder, and wistful imaginings of shooting stars. What would I wish for? That’s easy. I would wish for the world to be at peace so that I can spend an uneventful long lifetime of loving my mate.

She did not feel like dealing with people. Someone was playing Ludovico's Ascent on the speakers. Maybe it's the manager. God bless his sweet soul. The music filled the place with such a sweet ambiance, it made her want to sit back and think of all the good things that had happened to her in this life. Her eyes moved to the analog clock on the cash machine. The time was already past 11 AM. The market got very busy at this time on Fridays, but not today. It seemed the rain was keeping everyone out.

Maybe the two of them would hit it off just fine. Alright, so he would pick Levi up at 12. Wait… why did that number seem so familiar? 🤔 Noah’s eyes dropped down to his wrist where his smartwatch was displaying the current time in big white numbers: 12:10 …Fuck.