Fatigued To Fantastic Book Novels & Stories

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: Friday night was consumed with nightmares and at 4am I decided to give up trying to sleep. I leaned over to my nightstand and pulled out a book and a reading light. Might as well take this time to get something useful done rather than scroll away on I*******m again. It had been a bit but I was finally reading to finish the last book in this fantasy romance series I loved. I hadn’t wanted the story to end so I had put off reading the last book. I loved the romance between the two main characters, a bad-guy fae who turned out to be the good guy all along, and a human girl who finds herself thrown into a world of magic. I just loved their relationship, and the whole concept

I praised and adored my body while I scrolled through the pictures of me on my phone. "What else can I do?" I questioned myself. It was past midnight already but I couldn't allow myself to just sleep and let this chance slip like some slimy shit on a layer of butter. I went to his library and I found totally amazing books; romance novels, books on business, motivational books, etc. I went for the romance novels and fortunately for me, I was able to complete two of them; a fast reader, uhn. As I started with the third one, I was already feeling too sleepy. I was tempted to lay on my bed, keeping the book to my face. The more I tried to read, the more sleepy I was.

There must have been fifteen, twenty, maybe even thirty messages between them and this so called ‘Gabe. A groan escaped from my throat as I glanced at the clock above my desk. It was already close to midnight. I looked back to the computer and conversation in front of me. It was like a book that I was only just beginning. I’m too tired for this, I thought. And I don’t have the energy. Meeting Optimistic Happy Harper had taken it out of me. And I didn’t want to begin a book that I knew I couldn’t finish before passing out. I’ll come back when I’m able to read through the whole thing in one sitting, I told myself.

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There must have been fifteen, twenty, maybe even thirty messages between them and this so called ‘Gabe. A groan escaped from my throat as I glanced at the clock above my desk. It was already close to midnight. I looked back to the computer and conversation in front of me. It was like a book that I was only just beginning. I’m too tired for this, I thought. And I don’t have the energy. Meeting Optimistic Happy Harper had taken it out of me. And I didn’t want to begin a book that I knew I couldn’t finish before passing out. I’ll come back when I’m able to read through the whole thing in one sitting, I told myself.

It was not until 3 in the evening she actually broke free from him. "Ahhh!" Yawning she was not surprised to see Tali sitting nearby in a chair. The woman was reading a book. Something she loved to do. She making up for lost time still. Especially with Melinda having given her a tool for her to talk with her son. "Morning Tali, did you sleep well?" "I did. Do you need any assistance?" Cassandra closed the book and gave Melinda her full attention.

Felza's blushed, her neck flushed red, “You can't lie, it's written all over your face. You literally called me fat.” “You’re not.” I said, almost seriously, “You look perfect.” “Then I'll excuse you for some time. I have to complete this book.” I stared at the book in her hands, slightly curious, “Is that a dark romance book?” “How did you know?” Felza asked, slightly baffled, “You read dark romance books as well?” she looked rather shocked when I nodded slowly, not tearing my eyes from hers, “I've enjoyed reading books like that for years.” I lied, wanting to impress her. Felza laughed out loud, “What a surprise? Most people hate books like this. What's your favorite?”

Kays laughs, and I settle comfortably against his chest and begin my story: “Evening fatigue settles on the shoulders like an unbearable weight. Gently swaying, and unpleasantly jolting over potholes, the passengers in the overcrowded minibus sat in gloomy silence, counting the stops until theirs…” _________ Thank you to everyone who read my book. I’m truly grateful to you all. If you enjoyed this story, please join me in reading the second book set in this world. It’s Fisa’s story and is titled When Fate Changes Plans.

Hello 🤗 I'm truly sorry for the recent inconsistency. I've been experiencing significant creative burnout and fatigue lately, which has made it challenging to update. I'm working on getting my creative energy back, and I appreciate your patience. This book will be completed soon, so please know it won't be abandoned. Thank you for your understanding! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

My body felt heavy and drained of all energy, as if I had run a marathon. Every time I tried to focus on my book, my eyes would start to close involuntarily, and I had to jolt myself awake. I tried to shake off the fatigue by stretching my arms and legs, but it didn't seem to work. I could feel the exhaustion seeping into my bones, making it harder and harder to stay awake.