Mi Hermana Dormida Novels & Stories

When we get there, there are still a few paparazzi, so I instruct Ben to use the underground parking garage. When I get to the suite, the apartment is quiet, and I realize she's probably sleeping, having waited for me. The guards are outside the suite, keeping guard as usual, and nodding to them, I enter the apartment. Walking into the living room, I smile at the scene. Mia is fast asleep on the couch and the TV is turned on. Her hair is sprawled on the pillow, her lips pouted in her sleep and she's never looked more beautiful. She's dressed in leggings and a t-shirt that I realize must be mine.

I can’t imagine my Papa wants to be with these women. I know pot calling the kettle black. I sleep around, but I don’t have a wolf, and the chances of having a mate are slim to none. I, however, have the decency to fuck elsewhere. I don’t bring my one-night-stands into the villa. My brother and I know better and take our booty calls to the Night Haven house. Before going to bed, I put in my earbuds, selecting a playlist on my phone to fall asleep. With the smooth vocals of John Legend, I drifted off to sleep. Typically my dreams are pretty average, or I think they are since I don’t usually remember them.

She slept until it was morning and did not wake up until Ma'am Maria came to wake her up. She quietly stepped inside. Her eyes fell upon Mitchell, still deep in a deep slumber, her gentle snores filling the room with a sweet melody. With a soft smile on her face, Maria moved closer to Mitchell's bed and gently shook her shoulder. "Mitchell," she called out, her voice gentle but firm, "it's time to wake up, dear. You have a big day ahead of you." Startled by the sudden interruption of her dreams, Mitchell slowly stirred, blinking her eyes open and adjusting to the brightness of the room. She yawned and stretched, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as her surroundings came into reality.

The winter dawn is cold. A month has passed since Emanuele saw her sister die. One month, and even then, the memory was still latent and terrible. The girl had already been to therapy, but the nightmares continued to torment her. Joshua didn't know what to do anymore, since every night at two o'clock in the morning the girl's terrified screams woke him up. The teacher got out of his own bed in the dim light. The clock on his cell phone said it was one hour and fifty minutes, that is, ten minutes before the nightmares began.

I was too tired to argue or reply her so I just walked away instead. The whole household and pack kept a vigil over Mia but sleep of course claimed even the most watchful. I had fallen asleep on the couch in Mia’s room and when I woke up, I realized that I was not alone in the room. Besides Mia sleeping on the bed, there was a form beside her, holding her lifeless hand, crying. At first, I thought that it was just Diego who woke up before dawn but when I got up properly from the couch, I saw that the form was way too big to be the little boy.

me : mahi I will talk to her just don't fight with niha mahi : you get anger for shouting on your sister then what about her oh wait her brother is not here right so let me remind you she is my sister if you dare to hurt her I will not even think again before killing you me : ok man I chuckled and went back to room she is crying after waking up I ran towards her and hugged her she said "you liar you left me" I slowly caressed her back and said "your sisters came princess I went to talk to them that's it let's sleep" she said "no you will leave me" I sealed her lips with mine and said "it's a promise I will not leave let's sleep iam also sleely you know right I can't sleep without you" she as

“Someone looks well-rested. I’m almost jealous.” I smirked, stretching lazily. “Almost jealous? Be honest, you are jealous.” Mia scoffed, plopping onto the couch beside me. “You’re right. I am jealous,” she admitted, grabbing a throw pillow and hugging it. “Twelve hours of sleep? No stress? A home-cooked meal left for you? Girl, you’re living the dream.” I let out a small laugh, shaking my head. “I needed it.” Mia leaned back, crossing her legs. “Yeah, I bet. Especially after the madness that happened last night.”

MIYAs POV… “Miya…” Through the tenebrous haze that surrounds my shell-shocked body. I vaguely hear my name being called. “Miya, don't fall asleep.” I exhale harshly, feeling like I've been hit by a freight truck as I struggle to keep my eyes open. “Listen to the sound of my voice, sister in-mate.”

I lied through gritted teeth, "Anica is a bitch who always felt threatened by every other woman that tried to get close to me, and your sister might annoy the shit out of me, but she is close because she is your sister, which makes her my family. The other night, when that bastard forced himself on her, I took Juliet home as you asked me to. Juliet was crying all night and slept on the couch in my arms that night. I wanted to move her to the guest room, but I didn't, as I couldn't risk waking her up and making her cry all over again. Hence, I slept in an uncomfortable position that hurt my back for a good few days, if I might add. In the morning, my parents came unannounced to my place with

She says but there was an uncomfortable silence, she felt a chill run down her spine when she heard breathing on the receiver end "Hello" She says again "Mia" A thick voice rang in her ear and soon a beep came indicating the person cut the call, Mia looks at her phone in confusion <<9PM••NIGHT••FERNANDO HOME>> Mia was Deep asleep, she was extremely tired when she came back form work and slept off immediately, here she was now sleeping not noticing her window open gently and quietly and soon low footsteps could be heard The figure walks into the room and spots Mia on her bed, dead asleep, The Figure had his eyes pinned on her exposed lap, his eyes turning dark and filled with lust