Ost Of While You Were Sleeping Novels & Stories

We melted into each other's warmth, finding sanctuary in our connection. *** Maximus was still asleep when I woke up—probably around midnight. The city outside shimmered like a sky full of stars, its lights stretching across the streets and buildings. After calling Frederick to request a light snack, he also directed the helpers to tidy up the disheveled room. By the time everything was settled, Maximus was still fast asleep. A quiet relief washed over me. The crisis that had seemed so overwhelming just hours ago now appeared manageable. I nestled back into Maximus' unconscious embrace, listening to an audiobook about mental health disorders through my earbuds. The hours melted away, the sky

A subtle citrusy cologne lingered in the air, blending with the faint scent of laundry detergent. My heart skipped. Where the hell did I sleep last night? I stretched a bit, my body aching slightly from what I assumed was a mix of terrible sleep posture and... other reasons. I turned to the side, and that’s when I saw him. Jay. Sleeping peacefully beside me. His arm was folded under his head, his dark lashes resting on his cheeks, and for a second... just one second, he looked so innocent. So unlike the storm of thoughts flooding my head.

At some point between waiting and overthinking— I fell asleep.

Zeke was asleep. Actually asleep. The notorious workaholic who rarely slept more than four hours a night was leaning against the sofa with his eyes closed. His breathing was slow and steady. For once, the tension had disappeared from his face. He looked surprisingly peaceful. Just then, the front door opened. Alfred Fredamo entered with his butler. The moment he saw the sleeping figure, he nearly dropped his cane. His eyes widened. The butler wasn't any better. Both men stood frozen. "Is..."

Maybe just my period? “Define annoyed,” I sarcastically asked. Then instead of hearing what he wanted to say next, I plugged my airpods in my ears and maxed out the volume of my phone. Thanks to the music, credits to Taylor Swift's Opalite and some random music afterwards, I was able to sleep. I was able to take a nap. When I woke up, I could already see the sky turning orange. Meaning, we're still far. I slept almost 3 hours, or so I guess with no disturbance. Thank you.

chapter two ‘It’s time. Come, quickly... I need you!’ The words followed him, up out of unconsciousness as he was roused from his precious sleep. Precious, for him especially as an insomniac. The time he spent in a dream state—especially these days—was few and far between, and he resented anything that interrupted it.

It was beginning to rain outside, I wish I could wash all the stains life has kept on me away. I scooted close to him and placed my head on his chest and my hand around his abdomen. He tensed for a while but later turned me around spooning me. After some time, I heard his even breath on my neck. I concentrated on the warmth I felt and before I could realize I drifted off into slumber too. “wake up, Sleepyhead!”. Someone was replacing my Alarm clock today. I don't remember the last time I slept so peacefully. Elektra was hovering over me with her hands crossed on her chest.

" he said. And so I dragged my battered body back home. After what seemed like forever, I arrived at the front door, which I wouldn't open no matter what I tried. When the alarm blared loudly, Elise strutted over and opened the door, her head held high. She said, covering her mouth in a mockery of an apologetic expression, "Oh, it's you, Shana. I'm sorry. I couldn't remember the complicated passcode, so Harold changed it into something simpler." I nodded expressionlessly instead of breaking down like she'd wanted, so she pouted in disappointment. Harold, on the other hand, was satisfied with my reaction—he probably assumed that I'd taken his words to heart. He picked a fallen leaf from my ha

Shopping Spree Sunday is one of the best days of the week for me no work, no stress, just me and my son. Noah snuggles into my bed just before dawn, his arms wrapping around me in his sleep. We stay wrapped up like that until almost noon, enjoying the comfort of silence and each other's presence. I yawn, stretch beneath the soft cotton sheets, and glance over at Noah. He's still asleep, but he's starting to stir, his lashes fluttering like butterfly wings. I hum a low tune, something soft and soothing, then slip into the bathroom. When I return, wrapped in a burnt-orange dress tied at the waist, I find Noah sitting up in bed, blinking at me.

AMORA Do you ever get that thing when you're sleeping, that uneasy feeling like something or someone is watching you... I quickly jolted my eyes open the second that feeling hit me and I landed my eyes on Olivia.. for a second I was so confused as to where I was but then I took my surroundings. Olivia had this biggest grin on her face and that's when I shifted my head and felt this softness under me. Fuck! I was sleeping on top of Tee.