Ned Sleep Blend Novels & Stories

Magnetic. A slow-burning blend of amber, black cedar, and something Wren can never quite name something primal that curls in her lungs and sets her nerves alight. The subtle spice of clove clings to the air and the sheets, and a bitter-sweet metallic with hunger and heat. It smells like obsession. Like ruin. Like something she should fear but instead she leans in anyway. I woke up again, in between naps tossing and turning scared not to step out. I kept on reminiscing it all and now a thrill of a new hunger thrums in my blood as I find myself naked in his bed.

Kas asks, taking Delilah’s hand. “Yeah,” she turns to me sympathetically, “Alpha, not magic, but I do have a tincture that will help you sleep tonight, if you would like? It is a concentrated version of melatonin. Beta Milo mentioned sometimes you have trouble sleeping after... um, working with Gamma Reggie. Kas, I have one for you as well, but it has other herbs in it. You should take it when Alpha Bronx takes his, it will help... open your energy to your mate while he is in a relaxed state.”

“I made you some tea to help you sleep tonight. You haven’t really rested these past few days.” I lifted my gaze to the cup, watching the steam curl into the air. “What kind of tea is it?” I asked, my tone flat, weary. “A blend of chamomile, a touch of lavender, and lemon balm leaves. It’s an old family recipe,” Susan explained with a small smile. “My late mother used to drink it whenever she couldn’t sleep.” I studied Susan for a moment, but she seemed unfazed by my cold demeanor. She’d grown used to my silence, my tendency to keep people at a distance. Instead of retreating, she spoke again, her tone calm and nurturing.

The lavender notes feel like silk against my skin, the peppery vetiver tickles at my throat, and one spiced rose blend makes my heart ache without reason. Chris’s hand hovers over a slim glass bottle, its contents glowing faintly amber. “This formula helps soothe lung afflictions... breathing irregularities, asthma, even panic. And this,” he points to a deep blue bottle, “can lull the mind into the deepest stages of sleep. Some even claim these formulas tap into the dream realm itself.”

A satisfied smile tugged at his lips as he watched her sleep. His finger went to his neck. He recalled the scene where her hand grabbed his neck, her cold eyes had looked at him and he sighed. He wasn't supposed to like it. But somehow he knew he did. * * * The next morning, Andrea opened her eyes and found herself still sleeping on Louis's leg. Feeling the movement, Louis groaned and opened his eyes. He had fallen asleep on the floor. Andrea quickly stood up and walked over to the bed. "Good morning Andrea,"Louis groaned, his body aching from sleeping on the floor.

“You’ll feel like a new man when I’m done.” Asher stretched out, resting his head on the pillows. I retrieved a ceramic jar containing SomniBalm, a blend of lavender, chamomile, valerian root, and moonflower extract. The balm was known for its ability to relax muscles, calm the mind, and induce deep sleep. I had learned about it in my former pack, where Marcus suffered from insomnia or stress. I scooped a small amount into my palms and rubbed them together, letting the subtle warmth activate the balm. Its soothing scent filled the room. I sat beside him and began working on his feet, pressing my thumbs into the muscles and moving in slow, deliberate strokes.

"Jiho, calm down. Sir, this is Nightide. I ordered a private room for us." "Oh, yes, sir. He didn't tell me that. I apologize," he bowed to both Naiting Dae-Jung and the members: "Follow this young lady to your private room." A young blonde dressed in knee-high socks and a short black dress came around the corner. Her hair was pulled into a high ponytail and touched her shoulders.