Quotes Sleepless Nights Novels & Stories

Sophia I had trouble sleeping that night. Or it would be more accurate to say I didn’t get a minute of sleep. I tossed and turned and woke Kieran a few times, but he would pull me closer to himself before he drifted away. Ever since Kieran and I started sharing the bed, my nightmares were gone and my dreams were blissful. Something about his embrace gave me a sense of security and belonging, but not this time. My mind was overwhelmed by the constant rush of thoughts, and I could do nothing to turn off the reruns of yesterday’s events.

"You look tired, you sleeping?" My sigh is heavy. "I wish. Long days with little help available at the PD. We're understaffed. Hell, we're always understaffed. I should be accustomed to it by now." I don't tell him I wake up seeing pictures of these women's bodies in my head. I especially don't tell him that in order to fall back to sleep, I purposely change the pictures to my alive, sexy, and irritating next door neighbor. A training I took a few years ago offered ways to cope with stress-induced insomnia. I have a feeling they didn't mean I need to slowly undress Shelby in my head but it relaxes me. Leaves my dick hard and aching too. "When was your last day off?"

“That’s a thought. The pep rally isn’t until this afternoon. It’s only eleven-thirty now. We could just crawl back in bed, set the alarm and take us a nap. It makes sense considering the fact that you didn’t sleep well last night and we both have work tonight.” “I’m all for it if you are. It seems the only time I can sleep here lately without the nightmares is if I am sleeping during the day. Don't get me wrong. I couldn't sleep at all if you were not in the bed with me but in the wee hours of the morning, the nightmares still find their way in.”

It’s two o’clock in the morning, and I can’t sleep. I sigh and sit up. I’ve tried everything I can think of – lavender oil, a glass of wine, counting sheep - but I just can’t do it. The house is too…quiet. Not that the boys have made much of a disturbance in their sleep since they were babies, but somehow I just know that they’re not here. And it’s killing me.

“No. It's no bother at all. I'm happy to be here for you when you need me. It's the least that I can do.” “My lack of sleep is not about the room either,” I revealed. “The room’s great. I've just been having so many nightmares these days and they haunt me every single time I shut my eyes to sleep.” Goosebumps ran through my body as I talked about my experiences. “I… I try to push those thoughts away but they just won't stop. I cannot make them stop.” Sweat beaded on my face as I narrated my ordeal while he listened with rapt attention.

Sierra I have tried to sleep with no luck. Every time I began to doze off, I kept having a horrible nightmare that someone was holding a gun to my head, dragging me away and tossing me into the back of a black van. After three attempts, I gave in. I have packed and unpacked four times to keep myself awake. It’s three in the morning and I am utterly exhausted. I need to be ready in a few hours. To stop from falling asleep, I decided to sit on the floor. I am sitting at the bottom of my bed, hugging my knees to my chest, trying to comfort myself. I haven’t stopped shaking since this morning. I hate feeling scared and vulnerable.

His thighs trembled. He clutched the edge of the sink, knuckles pale. The sensation danced dangerously close to unbearable. Every nerve felt like a livewire, every breath a plea. When he could barely breathe, the air whispered--- "TONIGHT, YOU BEG." --- Nathan couldn't sleep. He tossed. Turned. Peeled his shirt off, only to groan into the pillow as that cool breeze slid beneath the covers again. "Seriously?" he muttered, already half-hard from the air alone.

With anyone else, it wouldn't have bothered him but for Sophia, he was instantly worried. It wasn't hard for him to stay awake at night to watch her every movement because he had his own skeletons in his closet along with his nightmares which never allowed him to sleep unless he took a few pills. Who would have ever thought that Chase Romano, the same man who was everyone's worst nightmare had his own nightmares? That was unbelievable.

he said with confidence. “You won’t be receiving anything. I never wrote one even if something already happened between them.” I yawned. “What time is it?” “It’s four o’clock in the morning. “Four o’clock?” And we were only talking? That was almost unbelievable. “You should sleep now. You still will be working.” He rolled and was already facing me. Smiling, he said, “Can we stay like this?” “Like what? Sleeping late? There are a lot of negative effects of lack of sleep. High blood pressure. Diabetes—”

I knew having her with me was the solution to my sleepless nights since she was the cause of them in the first place. Last night, I confided in the doctor and told him the reason for my lack of sleep. It was all because of her! I told him about how much I am dying for Sophia. I swear I've never wanted to make love to one woman so badly in my life. And the more she resists me, the more I want her! It's like she's torturing me on purpose! When she wasn't around, I almost went crazy. Now that she's around, she won't let me touch her! And seeing her in her skimpy outfits are only whetting my appetite for her.