None Shall Sleep Novels & Stories

Don't stay awake for too long Don't go to bed I'll make a cup of coffee for your head I'll get you up and going out of bed Yeah, I don't wanna fall asleep I don't wanna pass away I been thinking of our future 'cause I'll never see those days I don't know why this has happened But I probably deserve it I tried to do my best But you know that I'm not perfect I been praying for forgiveness You've been praying for my health When I leave this earth Hoping you'll find someone else 'Cause yeah, we still young There's so much we haven't done Getting married, start a family Watch your husband with his son I wish it could be me But I won't make it off this bed I hope I go to heaven So I see you once a

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.

RIVER BROWN I couldn't buy it. The look on Neo’s face, the haggard way the tips of his blonde hair fell on his forehead when all of us three went back to my tent. Something was wrong, I could feel it but I couldn't— “Sleep” Neo orders, the harshness of his voice to a minimum and I blink at him twice with a curious brow. “It's hard to sleep incase you haven't noticed” “You are cold?” He raises a confused brow, his eyes raking my face, my neck all the way down to where the blanket has covered my shoulders.

Allan started to go down the lift and closed it again he pressed the lowest floor. After arriving at the bottom Allan was confused, but again Allan stepped his feet which led him towards a room. Allan was about to knock on the room, but undone his intention. Finally for some reason Allan started to get sleepy and sat on the floor next to the door of a room leaning against the wall. He straightened his legs and began to fall asleep. "Ah, I'm finally getting sleepy too...huoumm...Good night, Eve!" And God began to fall asleep. ****

Clara I didn’t mean to fall asleep. It was supposed to be a quick rest just a moment to lie down, close my eyes, and recharge before heading out. The plan with Jason had been set earlier that day, something simple but exciting enough to keep me looking at the clock every few minutes. I remember telling myself, “Just ten minutes.” But my body had other plans. The room was quiet, the kind of quiet that wraps around you like a blanket. The fan hummed softly, and the late afternoon light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm, lazy glow across everything.

And his eyes held only sorrow. “I told you not to come,” Sariah said, her voice shaking. Lucan looked up. “Then why call my name?” “I needed to know you’d still come.” She stepped forward, hands trembling. “I’m sorry.” “You’re too late,” he said. The room around them began to tremble. A crack split the altar. From it, black smoke rose—twisting, screaming. The Sleepless One was born. “No!” Seraphina shouted—but her voice didn’t reach them. It was only memory.

“Yeah, what up with that?” My face flushed red. “It’s not—it’s just… chilly in the mornings, okay? And my neck gets cold. That’s all.” Jaden crossed his arms, smirking. “Chilly. Uh-huh. Girl, the only thing chilly around here is the way you’re avoiding eye contact.” “I'm not!” I snapped. “It’s nothing. Literally nothing. Can we drop it?” Riley’s eyebrows shot up. “Defensive much? Okay, fine. But if you’re lying to us, I’m gonna be so disappointed. We tell each other everything.”

"Look me in the eye and tell me there isn't someone else." Her mouth opened. And for one terrible second, the memory of that morning flashed through her mind again. Marcos's bare chest. His sheets. The champagne bottles on the floor. She closed her mouth. "There's no one else," she said. It might even have been true. She wasn't sure. And that was the problem.

"That witch isn't dead yet, but she's going to be soon! Now, more importantly, I've got news! Portville has heated up again, so it’ll probably be our turn soon. Just wait! Those idiots are still stocking up on those useless down jackets and thermal blankets, so let's just watch them die from heat when they can't even get a single ice cube, haha!" Charles laughed proudly, Iris looked vicious, while Kate and Arthur both wore twisted, sinister expressions.

I'll talk to you all tomorrow. Sammy: Night Craig: night I got into bed but stayed awake for a long time, worrying.