None Shall Sleep Novels & Stories

I called after him. Hannah’s eyes lit up. “And a Diet Coke!” “Rick? Anything while I’m being an errand boy?” Carson asked as he walked backward away from us. Richard waved him off. “I’m fine, thanks.” “How are you feeling?” Hannah asked as she bit into her second cookie. “Better,” I said with a relieved sigh. “I literally fell asleep at work the other week and didn’t wake until my head slipped and slammed into the desk.” “Ouch. You didn’t tell me that,” Richard said before leaning forward and pressing his lips to my forehead.

Aston After a couple of minutes, Blake whispered. “Get some sleep, Aston. I’ll be right here. I’ll wake you the minute the doctor comes in. Wild horses and ten packs of rabid wolves couldn’t drag me away.” I trusted him to stay, but I shook my head anyway. “I can’t sleep. Not until the tests come back.” Blake glanced at the ultrasound machine still beside the bed. “Have they used that already?”

Or a thick drop of oil fast melting away with the merciless scorching heat of the morning sun. Juana was talking with her mom. And it was 10:30 when they stopped talking. Juana had asked a question:'Why am I your only child, mom?' But she had got no answer, and it was until she looked at her mother's face that she noticed she was fast asleep. She jumped up from the bed carefully and went to check Baron in the living room where he was lying.

CHAPTER SEVEN: WHAT A SURPRISE Kennedie I needed to screw my head on straight and get whatever happened last night out of my head. But how the fuck do I even do that? Anytime I closed my eyes, all I heard was his…. What the fuck was I even thinking going there? My cheeks were flaming. I wanted nothing more than for the ground to just swallow me at this point. “Good morning, Kennedie.” I almost choked on my hot chocolate drink…. Holy fucking bees on a stick, was this man just trying to tempt me because tell me why he was standing here in front of me, shirtless with those damn grey sweatpants?

Silas demanded as he held her face with his hands and stared into her eyes so that she could see how much he meant what he told her. “I promise you.” Noelle replied. Later that night when Noelle slept in her room, she had bad dreams. When she woke, she was sweating and breathing hard. In the dream, a figure held a sword at her, trying to kill her, and she was screaming and running away, then suddenly, she stopped and turned and when a soft voice spoke behind her.

I said, my voice dropping to a whisper as I glanced over at the corner mattress. Although I decided against leaving the country but not changing locations within. We have to leave this house. Leo and Maya were fast asleep, their little bodies curled into identical positions under a thin sheet. Maya was clutching her yellow plastic block, while Leo’s dark curls were damp against his forehead. They looked so innocent, so blissfully unaware that their entire world had been compromised in a grocery store aisle because their mother had let her guard down for a single afternoon.

Chapter 4: Set Free But when Noelle thought everything was fine, the days began to blur. Adrian would come home late and sometimes just before dawn, and slip into bed beside her stirring her from a restless, shallow sleep. The mattress would shift under his weight, and she'd catch the faintest scent of that same unfamiliar cologne that wasn't his. Her heart would twist painfully in those moments, but she would rather shut her eyes tight and feign sleep knowing that she couldn't confront the ache blooming in her chest.

But Reed never showed up. Not a call. Not a text. Not even a lie. Just silence. I felt the chair beside me shift slightly as he sat down quiet, careful, giving me space but never leaving. I didn’t look at him. I couldn’t. I kept my eyes on the candles flickering around the heart-shaped petals. What a great way to end the night *** The soft sunlight spilled through the curtains, warm against my skin. I slowly sat up in bed, still wrapped in my silk robe, my hair a mess from the night before. My eyes felt heavy, like they’d been crying in my sleep.

“That is the most—” “Don’t,” I said. “I’m just—” “Daniel.” “Okay,” he said. “Okay.” A pause. “Go to sleep.” I lay back. Stared at the ceiling I could not see. Down the hall Noah was in his room. Not sleeping. I could tell by the quality of the silence coming from that direction too still , the silence of someone lying very still and feeling something they did not have a word for yet. I knew that silence. I was making it too.

_*]:min-w-0"> POV: LUNA _*]:min-w-0"> _*]:min-w-0"> I didn't sleep. Again. Between the spy in the tower and the challenge happening tonight, my brain refused to shut off. _*]:min-w-0"> Nova found me at dawn. Sitting on my bed. Staring at the wall. _*]:min-w-0"> "You look terrible." _*]:min-w-0"> "Thanks." _*]:min-w-0">