Nightshift Novels & Stories

Well at least for now. I do hope so though. I close in an hour then I have to go to the pet shelter. Then by night I should meet Angela at the casino. I’m dreading the next few hours already. I let out a slight groan as I add a little pressure to my neck, to ease the strain. My phone buzzes in my pocket and I pull it out. “What’s up?” I chirp “I need a favor from you” Angela said over the phone. “Angy, you know-“

I blinked as a ray of sunlight came through the window. My eyes not yet fully open, my right hand reached for the gadget on the nightstand, fingering it lightly to see the time. When the flat black object was successfully grasped in my hand, I saw that it was exactly 6:15 am. It was still too early for me to get up. I usually set my alarm for 7 am, then head out to help prepare Gavin's family breakfast.

With hesitant steps, Aqua made her way to her room, the soft glow of her pendant guiding her through the dimly lit hallway. As she slipped beneath the covers of her bed, the warmth of the blankets enveloping her like a comforting embrace, Aqua closed her eyes and let out a long, weary sigh. The events of the day weighed heavily on her mind, but she refused to let them consume her completely. Tonight, she would rest, allowing her body and soul to find solace in the embrace of sleep. With one final thought of gratitude towards her aunt for her unwavering support, Aqua surrendered to the darkness, allowing its gentle embrace to carry her away from the tempest of her thoughts and into the peacef

And he wasn’t very confident about carrying out a task that felt so thankless. The whiskey began to affect his senses, and he felt dizzy. He decided to go to bed and soon managed to drag himself there. Meanwhile, a brunette woman was furious, typing very angry messages and throwing a tantrum in her luxurious pink room. Amanda was screaming into her pillow, mentally cursing her stupid boyfriend. Where was Roberth? He wasn’t answering the phone or responding on the messaging app. This was testing her patience.

Grabbing a piece of paper, I hummed at my formulas for taking down the barrier. “So, Dean is the one that covers the morning shift. He’s known to fall asleep in the later part of his shift. Frank takes over and he’s the one who has a stick up his ass.” “Meaning, I need to leave before shift change.” Emmett nodded. “His change is at 5 a.m. so you need to leave here by 4. It’s cutting it close, but I’ve heard more than once that Frank has had to wake Dean up for the shift change. So, it will be better.”

The morning light in the city is never kind. It doesn’t glow; it intrudes, slicing through the gaps in the Venetian blinds like a serrated blade. I groaned, shielding my eyes from the harsh, clinical glare. My head felt like it had been stuffed with wet wool—a lingering hangover from a night I couldn't quite piece together. I reached for my phone on the nightstand, my fingers fumbling against the cold glass. 6:45 AM. There was a single notification on the screen. An unread text from an unknown number.

I asked her as I dropped my glass on the table and started eating. “ No I’m working a shift at the bakery now,” she answered. “ My shift tomorrow is mainly based at night. Just going in the morning to assist. I got to sleep.” She stood up and patted my shoulder before walking in. I guess ' sleep ' had power over the addiction. Or maybe it wasn't an addiction from the start. ‘ I need to sleep too,’ I muttered and took a drink from my glass. I looked at the television and was frustrated, watching an emotional scene in the Korean drama my mom was watching. I turned it off. I got to sleep.

Now that he's gone, it will be easier for him to catch me and I'm afraid that if he does, I won't be able to wake up. -Nothing will happen to you. My parents continued to ignore it, but I could not be calm. Without the spirit protecting me, that being was going to catch me and I didn't want that to happen. A tremendous anxiety took hold of me and I didn't want to go back to sleep. I decided to stay awake during the nights, despite how sleepy I was, I struggled to stay awake. I got dark circles under my eyes and found it harder and harder to stay awake. The lack of sleep was beginning to hinder my work on the farm and I felt like I was living dead. My mood changed drastically and Sebastian no

“Oh?” “Yes. The darkness from beyond night itself wishes bad things, don’t you know?” Ralta smiled. “Then we shall crush them and their hairy pets. This time, we will be ready and will be coming for them. I do so detest being the southbound end of a northbound female dog.” ***