Put Me To Sleep Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

60. The Best Time This chapter is dedicated to PAMELA. Thank you for your support <3 Astrid's POV: As the morning light spilled through the curtains, I groaned and cocooned myself in the duvet, but my sleep had already been disrupted. Turning around, I noticed Rafael's sleeping figure.

The television was playing some late night documentary about deep sea creatures, the narrator’s voice low and even and oddly soothing. She should not feel as settled as she did. She closed her eyes. She was asleep within minutes. End of Chapter 3

Chapter One -PRISCA- I stormed into the bedroom, a red damp lace panties balled up tight in my fist. It had that cheap sweet perfume on them that definitely wasn’t mine. Peter was sprawled across our king-sized bed, snoring loud with his mouth hanging open, one leg thrown over the duvet like he owned the whole damn world. The sight of him lying there made my stomach twist with pure disgust. I walked straight to the bed and shook his shoulder hard.

"For not leaving when it would have been easier." "There's nothing easy about staying." "I know." She touches my face. "That's why it matters." I pull her close. "Go to sleep," I whisper. "You too." "I will." She closes her eyes. And I stay. Until the sun rises. Until the world wakes up. Until forever, if she'll let me. End of Chapter 107

(Song theme for this chapter) Je te laisserai des mots by Patrick Watson (You could play the song while reading the chapter) ************ Beverly's P.O.V ____________ I abruptly sat up in my bed. The whole room was shrouded in darkness making me feel like I was trapped in a trance of some sort. For the last few days, I'd been having constant dreams of my childhood. I felt something wet land on the fabric atop my laps, touching it then my face..... I'd just realized I'd been crying.

Chapter 5 Offer *** POV: Shea Vestine She had been having trouble sleeping that night because all that was running through her mind was Denver’s words. But what’s more, making her damn sleepless was his letter before she even went home. *** Flashback… Her mind was drifting away, and she had no idea how to deal with it. Little did she know that her chaotic state could be even more chaotic than it had already been because she had received a small note on slipping into her small clutch bag.

He kept mumbling in disbelief, "That's impossible! Patricia locked you in my room with me. You must have slept with me!" I took out a few sleeping pills from my pocket and lifted them in the air for everyone to see while I announced out loud, "It was just in your dreams! I added sleeping pills to the drinks I poured for you and Titus that night. Nothing happened between us!" The look on Titus' face changed, and he glared angrily at my mother. My mother cowered in panic when she saw the look Titus threw at her. She did not dare to look into his eyes.

Watching the boy I married fight so hard to be enough. And promising myself I’d fight just as hard to meet him there.Because we couldn’t keep walking through this storm on separate sides of the street. We had to find our way back. Chapter 132 – Changing My Tone Harper’s POV The sun was already up by the time I finally drifted off. Sleep had come in scattered fragments—flashes of last night playing on loop behind my eyelids. Jaxon stumbling in, the crack in his voice, the way his fingers wrapped around my wrist like I

It seemed like no one was home, so I slipped quietly into my bedroom and sank onto the bed. My plan was simple—wait until he was alone, then go to him and tell him the truth. That I was carrying his pup. I didn’t even realize when I drifted off. Sleep pulled me under fast, maybe because of the stress, maybe because my body just couldn’t take it anymore. But the peace didn’t last. A rough shake yanked me out of my sleep.

Half-asleep, she murmured softly, "This time, I won't let you leave again." I froze, a surge of complicated emotions flooding through me. When I couldn't pry her hands loose, I tried to gently wake her. "Sienna." She slowly opened her eyes. The moment she saw me, a brilliant light flashed across her eyes, dazzling and unmistakable. I didn't dare meet her gaze and quickly changed the subject. "Let go first. I'll get the bath ready and bring some fruit for you." Sienna tightened her grip instead. Her eyes were glossy, and her voice slightly hoarse. "Is this how you used to take care of Mia?"