R Nosleep Stories Novels & Stories

"What unholy terror kept you up all night this time?” “Nathan, he won't stop crying all night. He had decided that sleep was severely overrated last night.” "But I have told you a hundred times that I will come stay at your place to help you at night." Rosa rolled her eyes, her tone a playful scold. "Don't even think about saying no. I'm tired of hearing it. You need sleep, and frankly, I miss those nights of gossiping with a baby monitor for company." "You know I appreciate it," I mumbled, swirling the ice in my coffee cup with a defeated sigh.

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TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.

they chorused. I shut my bedroom door and flopped onto the bed for a second, staring at the email again. Holy crap. This was happening. For once, life was throwing me a win. A massive, life-changing win. This is the best day of my life. *...*...*...*...*...* ETHAN ♠ This is the worst day of my life. I’m sprawled on my bed with my controller in hand, mid-match in Valorant, when Mom bursts through my door without knocking.

Our wolves are actually angry at us for not allowing them to run free while literal planes are falling on our heads. Well, not anymore. All flights were grounded. At least that's what we heard the last time we found a working radio station. “It’s the full moon,” I mumble, starting to roll up our makeshift beds. My fingers are stiff with the morning chill. “They won’t come for us tonight. Seriously, Noah, I know their routines. You can rest.” Noah lets out a deep, chest-shaking yawn and manages a weak smile before busying himself with the little fire he’s conjured. The rich, earthy smell of the dirt, wet with dew, mingles with the sharp, clean scent of the coffee.

"Antonette, wake up! It's already noon!" James said as he shook Antonette's sleeping body. Antonette's handsome and hot best friend, James Daniel Sarrosa, is the one she secretly admires. Yes, she has feelings for her best friend. Doesn't that sound cliche? But that is the truth. Antonette has been secretly in love with James for quite some time. And she doesn't know if James is naturally dense or if he is aware of her feelings but chooses to ignore them. Because, in reality, she's been sending him signals and signs, but her friend doesn't seem to notice. It's driving her crazy, and her patience is running out. "Hey! Come on; we're going to be late!" James yelled angrily as he continued to s

Robbin spent the entire night sad and alone. The next morning, Nora and the other girls returned exhausted and sleepy. They all crashed onto their beds, and Robbin could barely say a word to her. She had to wait until afternoon or evening when she woke up. This had been their routine for months now—they went out at night, returned in the morning fatigued and exhausted, passed out, and repeated the cycle. At around 4 p.m., Nora finally woke up. Robbin rushed to her bed to ask how she was doing and to give her the medication she had gotten for her the previous night. When Nora seemed relaxed, Robbin told her everything that had happened.

“I don't really sleep at night because I have insomnia, I take one of those pills because of it. I have nightmares when I sleep and it's always scary, do you know what it feels like to be scared to sleep?” “I’m sorry.” Audrey mumbled and creased his hand. “No, don't be sorry.” He chuckled and bit his lip. “I am not scared of death but I am scared to fall asleep, isn't that crazy?” He asked turning to her and Audrey shook her head. “It's not.” “I do sleep when I’m with you though, it's weird I find peace in you, I don't always have nightmares.” “Really?” She asked and he nodded in response. “Have you been crying?”

"Then how do you know what she looks like?" Bailey smiled as she looked down and then back into my eyes, wrapping her arms around her knees. "That's right. I forgot that you haven't heard the stories." A crease formed between my eyes. "What stories?" She shrugged. "The stories of our people." She sighed as she looked out over the stones but saw a time long ago, a time far away. "Long ago, two children were walking in the forest. Night fell, and they became lost. A black wolf came, and the children shivered, sure that they were about to become a meal for the black wolf. But then a huge white wolf came and scared off the black wolf. When he was gone and the children were safe, the white wolf t

They went out for coffee, and as luck would have it, Stella recommended Steph for a job at her workstation. In her office at Legacy, Steph was browsing the internet to get updates on the latest news. She had subscribed to Paraiso Daily, a digital news outlet that reported about the happenings in Paraiso. She searched their page and read that there were signs of a volcano eruption on Mt. Kilis. Suddenly she didn’t feel sleepy anymore. She was alert as she read through the two minutes’ article. Much hadn’t been said, but she knew that such a story would be a good one for Legacy. She left her office hurriedly and went to Stella’s. She was going to ask her to assign the story to her.