Insomniac Mj Novels & Stories

A male voice spoke and I frown in confusion. “May I know who is this speaking?” “James. James Russo. I guess it’s not that easy to forget me.” His cocky tone made me roll my eyes. “Ha! You. Great, I thought I could have a night but okay. Call me as you arrive.” I said rolling my eyes. “Okay.” With that he cut the call.

“You're safe now.” She shut her eyes, grateful that all the bad things she had experienced were only a mere nightmare and it will quickly pass. Breathing in his comforting scent, she let herself be enveloped in his love and slowly she gave in to sleep again. . Morning had come. Jade lay on the bed sleeping. To anyone else, she might have seemed to be sleeping peacefully but the beads of sweat spread across her forehead told Jacob otherwise. Even though she was silent, he knew she was fighting demons.

He smiles softly at Iris, wondering why she seem so much beautiful and well rested now that she had changed her dress. Awkward silence stretched between them and tensed air suddenly build itself. " The food is ready, I'm ... I'm here to tell you that " She stuttered breaking the silence as she become uncomfortable under his intensed dark gaze. Maximo didn't feel like eating anymore. After smoking all the cigarettes in one pack , he felt somehow sleepy and tired. It has been a long day for him and He never thought he would be in new York at the end of the day, being invited to dinner by someone whom he plan to use as bait.

he replied. "It is Friday, so what are your plans for the weekend?" he asked as if he didn't know well that his bestfriend has a string of women waiting for him. "You know, same old thing" Michael shook his head and smile, " Bro, don't you ever get tired of this game? I bet by now you have almost emptied the milk inside that monster between your legs" Alex threw his head backwards and gave a hearty laugh, " this monster here bro can never go dry, and you Don't you ever get tired of being married and sleeping with only one woman, I can bet my life that this shitty decision is boring"

AJ Two weeks later... AJ sipped at his morning coffee as he sat down at his office desk and started his day. The leather seat creaked slightly as he leaned forward to turn on his computer and the smell of dark roast filled his nose. It was his third cup but he still felt groggy, like his brain wouldn’t turn on. He began flipping through his emails absentmindedly, not really reading any of them. He knew the reason had nothing to do with stress or lack of sleep. His mind was on someone.

His look is never complete without his tousled brown waves touching his shoulders, the mirrored shades, whether inside or out, and a sucker in his mouth. Gossip sites claim the sucker is always red and cherry flavored, as it has something to do with his childhood. It’s not something I gave much thought to until now. I mean, what grown man enjoys suckers in public? Flanking him is the quietest member of the band with the infamous, smoldering stare. Jake Johnson, the bass player, gives off powerful don’t-engage-with-me vibes. I’m surprised that his looks are even more potent in person. His bright blue eyes are like Eli’s. It states in his bio that his eyes are blue. I know that for sure. They’

The pack house was unusually quiet tonight. Fatima had taken the babies, insisting that we needed time alone, especially after everything that had happened. I knew she was right, but I still felt a pang of separation anxiety. I had barely left my babies’ side since they were born, but tonight, I needed this. *We* needed this. Jake was sitting on the edge of our bed, shirtless, his skin glistening with sweat and smudged with dried blood. His injuries had mostly healed, but he still looked exhausted, the strain of the past few days evident in the deep lines etched into his handsome face.

Name: Julian Blackwood Age: 38 IQ: 155 Occupation: CEO of Blackwood Consolidated (medical tech, pharmaceuticals, private healthcare chains) Conditions: Severe Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, Obsessive Compulsive Personality Disorder (OCPD), High-Functioning Autism Spectrum Traits, Social Anxiety Disorder , Health Anxiety / Hypochondria, Sleep Disorder (Insomnia / Circadian Disruption)

MJ said as he continuously snapped his head from side to side. “But if it’s about my heart, please, give me a few more days since I still need to prove myself for a month,” MJ added. “Cob, please rest for now, Hana can handle your club” Brittany said as she squatted down to level herself to MJ. “Yeah, I’m sure she can understand,” Daisuke added and did what Brittany did as well. MJ grin and nod his head, laying down on the bench as his eyelids become heavy.

My heart starts to race as the answer evades me, it feels like it's there, just at the edge of my mind, but when I try to focus on it, it runs away from me once again. "Oh my…" June gasps from the corner of the room, slapping her hands over her mouth when Doctor Argent glares in her direction. "Would you leave us?" He snaps at her and she nods, tears in her eyes as she leaves the room. His focus is now on me once again. "Your highness, if you might permit me, there are some relaxation therapies that are good for memory troubles and I would like to try them on you." "If you think they will help." I nod, settling back against my pillows.