Early Morning Riser Novels & Stories

Rachel I woke up very early that morning, before five o'clock, something I hated doing, but it was necessary to achieve my goal. I knew no one was going to do it for me, so after a few minutes trying to improve my terrible morning mood, I got up, feeling unenthusiastic and wishing I could go back to bed.

The Next Morning Arianna woke up bright and early, just before the birds began chirping outside the house. Soft morning light filtered through the curtains, brushing her face as she sat up in bed. A quiet hum escaped her lips—her favorite tune—one she hadn’t sung freely in a very long time. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and moved to the rhythm, almost dancing as she crossed the room, her steps light and unburdened.

There was not one muscle that wasn’t toned, not one ounce of unused body fat…he was a killing machine. “Morning, how long have you been up?” I stretch out before reaching for my mobile phone to see it is only 8am, usually I was the one up early. It was the first night in a long time that I had slept through and I felt very energised. “I thought you could do with a lay in. I won’t be much longer.” “Okay, I’ll jump in the shower…”

I hate early morning alarms! Especially the 5 O'clock ones I set for myself so I can wake up on time for school. They always ring every time I'm just getting very snuggly under my bedcovers and enjoying the second round of tranquil sleep. It doesn't help that I always read a book when I'm supposed to be in bed. Yeah, I'm a nerd and I know it. I bet you are too, ha ha.

Mindy There was a knock at the door. It was only eight in the morning. I didn't usually have visitors knock so early, so it was curious. I was an early riser, a thing that drove Dylan crazy. He hated getting up early and usually worked a second or third shift so he could sleep in. He never came home last night, which was also curious. I wondered if this had something to do with that.

The next morning, the sun had just begun to rise, casting a golden hue over the serene neighborhood where Adam and Nina lived. Birds chirped melodiously, heralding the start of a new day. Sarah, known for her adventurous spirit and love for the outdoors, decided to go for an early morning jog. Dressed in her athletic wear, she laced up her running shoes and headed out, eager to embrace the fresh morning air and clear her mind.

I was past midnight by now. "Why is your top wet? " He asked. I looked at my top then to him. "Yeahh. A girl started crying" "Ohh. Did you cry? " He asked. "Will you drive? " I shot back. "Some one is cranky" He mock me. I eyed him but couldn't stop smiling. Some people are worth keeping. The next day I woke up early like 8 am early, and that too without any alarm clock. I got ready and grabbed my purse.

Jeremy’s alarm clock blared at the ungodly hour of 4 AM, a harsh reminder of the day ahead that demanded an early start. He groggily shut off the alarm and rubbed his eyes, the weight of sleep clinging desperately to his eyelids. With a sigh, he peeled himself out of the warmth of his bed, leaving behind the comforting silhouette of Alexandra, who lay undisturbed, breathing softly in the cocoon of blankets.

Eight Mason Crescent I had a routine. I got up early, about six o' clock a.m. in the morning. I would do a quick workout, get showered, and then I would eat something healthy for breakfast before my driver would come and pick me up to work. On this particular morning, I woke up and started working out. I couldn't even lift the weights. I fell to the ground, and that was the last thing that I remembered was darkness. "…Mason….Mason….Mason, please wake up."

Lily I woke up that morning to the sound of loud voices echoing through the house. It was unusual, the kind of noise that pulls you from sleep with a sense of urgency and dread. Groggy and disoriented, I pushed myself out of bed, rubbing my eyes as I tried to make sense of the commotion coming from downstairs. The clock on my bedside table read 7:00 AM, far too early for such chaos. I threw on a robe, my heart already beginning to race, and hurried down the stairs.