9 Hours Novels & Stories

The world slowly came back into focus, and Cadence got the idea that she hadn’t really been asleep that long, but the weight of familiar eyes had her stirring beneath the sheets, and she checked the time on her IAC before she opened them. It was only 9:30, which meant she hadn’t been asleep for even four hours yet, but whatever had brought her fiancé to her bedside after such a short amount of time had to be pressing, so she cautiously opened one eye and stared at him.

I mumbled. "Luna, we've been driving for nine hours." Nine hours, gone in the space of a blink. I didn't like how easily those hours had slipped away from me — as if something out here had swallowed them whole. The thought sent a cold thread down my spine. Julian helped me climb out, then told the driver, "Rest until we're ready to return."

When he shakes his head no, it aches for my mate. “Our flight today is about ten hours.” Our pilot Mitch says before he tells us before he goes into the cockpit. “I’m sure you’re all in a hurry to get home. I need to get back to my mate and our new pup too, so I’ll make it as fast as possible.” “How many minutes is that?” Ghost asks. “Six hundred.” “Oh.” He sits and thinks for a moment. “How many seconds is that?” “Umm, thirty-six thousand.” “I can count that high. I’ve counted higher.”

64 H U G O The flight was ten freaking hours. And sitting next to Audrey for ten goddamn hours inside a plane isn't doing good to meat all. She keeps complaining about everything around her even if it’s pretty much really petty. It's actually irritating and embarrassing to the cabin crew and the others who are here.

In addition, the entire amount of time in a week is only 168 minutes. When you take into account the time spent commuting, showering, and eating, their total sleep time should not surpass 30 hours. This is a perilous situation for a doctor to be in, yet they have no choice but to accept it.

I had claimed my birthright and found my mates all in one night. Kane was already awake, his dark eyes watching me with quiet intensity. "Morning," he murmured, brushing a strand of hair from my face. "Morning," I replied, my voice still rough with sleep. "How long was I out?" "Almost fourteen hours," he said. "Your body needed to recover." I blinked in surprise. "Fourteen hours? What time is it?"

Her time was running short, but she still had significant documents to dig into — reports that needed her eyes before she could finally call it a night. Her fingers brushed fabric and paper, ruffling through documents, mentally arranging priorities as the world outside continued to turn without her. When she arrived in the parking lot of her apartment, it was already past 10 p.m. She rode the elevator and was at her door in about a minute, entering her passcode in a burst. As soon as she entered, the scent of lavender and cherry struck her nose, and she breathed in her favorite smell. After entering her bedroom and swiftly removing the heels from her feet, which were already screaming in the

Thane’s Pov 11: 48 pm I stared at my watch, my eyes burning from the effort not to blink. I tapped my finger impatiently against the dashboard, Two more minutes till midnight. I couldn’t sit still. I couldn’t breathe properly. Knowing that Andera, Timmy, and Tiffany were in there sliced through me like a blade Nine hours. Nine goddamn hours since that text turned my world inside out. Come on, come on, come on Midnight.

I said. The burner buzzed again new message. TWENTY-FOUR HOURS. I locked eyes with Adrian. “Good,” I said. “I only need twelve.” He almost smiled.

I asked as he stared at me with a puzzled look on his face. “Well hello to you sweetie. You’ve been asleep for a very long time.” “How long have I been asleep?” “Around nine hours. Did you know you have a pool?” I stared at him like he was stupid. “Of course I do. It’s my fucking house. What do you mean nine hours? I can’t be sleeping for nine hours.” “To be honest, it was eight hours and forty five minutes but nine sounded like a great number.” I slowly got out of bed with my head banging really hard. He rushed to my side with a cup of water and it was sizzling.