Falling Asleep Uncontrollably Novels & Stories

I try to stay awake. Coffee. Energy drinks. Cold showers. I do everything I can think of to keep myself from falling asleep, because I know what's waiting for me when I close my eyes. I know who's waiting. Three days I manage to hold out. Three days of exhaustion-fueled paranoia, jumping at shadows, unable to focus on anything but the memory of his hands on my body. By the fourth night, I can barely keep my eyes open. I collapse into bed without changing clothes and I'm asleep before my head hits the pillow.

“You don’t have to be jealous. I’m just worried about him.” “I told you he’s fine,” Isis said irritably. “It’s his narcolepsy acting up again.” “Narco what?” she asked, confused. “Narcolepsy,” Isis repeated, holding her hand. “It’s a sudden deep sleep.” “So… he’s just asleep?” she asked. Isis nodded. “It’s a condition. He falls asleep anywhere when it happens. He’ll wake up later. He’s fine.” She froze. That kind of condition must be hard. Falling asleep anytime without control.

I had a lot of things going through my head right now that falling asleep felt impossible. For some reason, my heart wouldn't stop beating fast. I felt extremely uncomfortable and my vision blurred. I felt chaos coming because something wasn't right. Fear gripped me from within and I held onto the pillow tightly, covering my face while shutting my eyes as if that was going to cure whatever was happening to me. Some minutes after, I fell asleep, not knowing what time but I did.

Unable to stay awake anymore. I lose consciousness.

Frustrated with my own thoughts, I lightly tapped my head, attempting to banish them from my mind. Dwelling on the reasons behind this inexplicable feeling would only lead to unnecessary headaches. Refocusing my attention on her, I remained fixated on her features, my gaze unwavering. Hours seemed to pass in that position, though I couldn't claim to have kept my eyes open the entire time. Eventually, fatigue overtook me, and I succumbed to an unexpected nap. Upon waking, I found myself wearing a surprised expression. "Did I actually fall asleep?" I was never a deep sleeper, so I should have known if I was about sleeping, but throughout the time I slept and woke up, I couldn't keep a tap of a

How could one possibly exercise so much self control? My eyes grew heavy as time went on and I ended up falling asleep on the bed beside Jose. ..... A/N : Wassup, lovely readers? Hoping you guys are doing alright. Take care, okay?

I began, my voice shaking a little at first. “It started about a year ago and it just keeps getting worse. I get these waves of uncontrollable arousal all the time, even when I’m not thinking about sex at all. My pussy just starts getting wet, really fucking wet, like I’m in heat or something. Sometimes I’m sitting in class trying to focus on a lecture and suddenly I feel it start dripping down my thighs. I have to excuse myself and run to the bathroom just to wipe up or change my panties before it soaks through my clothes. And the wet dreams… every single night. I wake up humping my pillow like a desperate little slut, sheets completely soaked underneath me, my clit throbbing so hard it act

m. Another scoff breaks out of me. "Three fucking hours." I actually managed three hours of sleep without demons chewing at me. I glance back at her, and my jaw ticks. This condition I have isn’t normal. This goddamn obsession is so fucking uncontrollable, because if I wasn’t so addicted to her body, she wouldn’t be in my fucking bed at all. I sigh deeply, raking my hands through my hair... I should wake her, probably shake her out of my bed, and tell her to get the fuck out, just like I do to the other girls.That’s what I should do.

We ended up staying longer. After we got back to the house, we changed into our pajamas and went to bed immediately. Well, I did, and then Mark put on a movie and lied down on his back while I lied on his chest while he watched it. I haven't been able to get around to doing that just yet. I think that a regular drum beat or even the sound of a heartbeat can be soothing when one is trying to fall or stay asleep. I am all for it. When he turns off the light and the television, that's when I open my eyes. Also, when he turns off the TV, I open my eyes. I inquire as to whether or not he requires my presence to be elsewhere. According to everything I've read and seen on the subject, your arm will

Daemon finds the situation amusing and laughs hysterically. I close my eyes, allowing myself to fully surrender to the tranquility of the moment. My thoughts become still, and my body sinks deeper into the mattress. The rhythmic sound of my breath becomes a gentle lullaby, guiding me into a state of deep relaxation. As I drift off to sleep, I am grateful for this moment of respite. Tomorrow may bring new challenges and responsibilities, but for now, I am enveloped in a cocoon of peace and tranquility. I surrender to the embrace of sleep, knowing that I have taken the time to nurture my mind, body, and soul.