Gumball Woke Up Like This Novels & Stories

And when I finally came up for air, breaching the surface of sleep and clinging to consciousness, I remembered them all. “Stars!” Gabe shouted, startled when I bolted upright on the bed. The cold compress he just applied flew off, and he dropped the mortar of poultice with a loud clatter. “You’re a goddess-damned menace, child!” His grunt was like water in my ears. Muffled and strange, discordant with all the images still sloshing around in my fever-addled brain.

I needed to help because they needed my help more than ever. Suddenly I felt a firm grip on my hands, I turned to see a strange man. I tried to push h away but e was stronger than me then I began to scream ************************************************************************************* “Babe are you okay?” Volk woke me up. He stared at me with worried eyes. “I’m fine” I said abruptly and stood up. I left the room for the balcony.

Before I could finish, he cut me off impatiently, "Yeah, work's calling. I have to go." He rushed out the door, and I didn't press him further. However, my doubts grew heavier. Was he really that busy? I followed him, and that was when I saw the happy family scene I had just described. I lifted my numb fingers and hit record, capturing the entire scene in front of me. When I returned home, I locked myself in my room and played the video on repeat. While I lay unconscious, someone else had quietly taken my place. What was the point of waking up at all?

SIX WEEKS LATER Gabby woke up with the immediate need to throw up. She jumped from her bed and walked as fast as her legs could carry her to the bathroom. She emptied the contents of her stomach in the toilet. Feeling very weak after all, Gabby decided to sit on the floor to regain her lost energy and after feeling a little bit okay. She rose to her feet, brushed her teeth, and had her bath. If today was a weekend, She would have gotten back to bed to rest some more. But unfortunately, She had to be at work in a couple of minutes.

Ruby POV I woke with an unease inside me. My body was covered in sweat and a large masculine arm wrapped around me. I had nightmares all through the night but I could remember a single one, only that they were terrifying. "Hey, you're awake." Gabe's sweet voice whispered in my ear. "Are you feeling ok?" His fingers brushed through my hair. "I don't know." I looked around, startled by the unfamiliar room I was in. "Is this a bed?" My hands smoothed over the soft sheets. "My bed!" I sat up too quickly and a sharp pain radiated in my head.

1 week later… Allen woke with a lurch, his mouth filling with saliva as his stomach rolled. He slapped a hand over his mouth, searching desperately for something to be sick into, completely forgetting he was a warlock in the process. He stumbled from the bed, leaving Sebestian asleep as he ran to the bathroom, almost making it the entire way before his stomach decided it wanted to be empty. He clicked his fingers, producing a bucket just in time.

🌼🌈Day 1🌍 I woke up feeling dangerously tired, many things and question on my mind, I have to talk to someone about this power to mine, who did I have it, why, has it been there since, how come am noticing it now, the big bell ring sounding loudly, ahh I shouted lying down again, I yawn rushing down what's so important that they had to wake us up early. I got down meeting the other slaves

"Do not worry, Massimo. I will make you feel incomparable pleasure.” *** Ten minutes later A blonde-haired girl suddenly woke up from sleep. Such circumstances make oval-faced women confused. She was still silent on the bed and had not taken any other action except to stare towards the front, where there was only a white wall. That young woman did not realize what was happening yet, so she could only now just stay silent. “What was wrong with me? Why am I even awake at a time like this, anyway? I do not feel thirsty or want to go to the bathroom," Abby muttered, confused.

It looked gaunt, with two layers of gauze wrapped around the wrist and bruises on the back of the hand from the IV needles used during the emergency treatment. "Have you fallen ill, Tristan Quinn?" Willa seemed to think she had found the root of my strange reaction. She addressed me directly by my full name, sounding more like a superior reprimanding a subordinate than a concerned spouse. "You shouldn't be making impulsive decisions when you're in such a state, Tristan Quinn! You'd better take this divorce agreement back!" Having been accustomed to this treatment, I hesitated briefly but continued up to the second floor without looking back. I couldn't even manage to shut the door before my

BOOK TWO: TITLE: THREE HOCKEY PLAYERS AND THEIR CHUBBY OBSESSION. *** Zuri I woke up to sunlight pouring directly onto my face and a level of dread that took a full three seconds to locate. I grabbed my phone off the nightstand. 7:14 AM. “No. No no no no no.”