Seven Sleepless Nights Novels & Stories

Then suddenly Lauren stopped, her legs buckling beneath her like her batteries had abruptly died. “Lauren!” Karen cried, catching her as she fell. Lauren’s head lolled backward, her eyes closed, her breath deep and even. She was asleep. Karen carefully lowered her to the ground, where Lauren turned onto her left side and tucked her hands underneath her face, like she always had since she was very small. Her mother sat beside her, stroking her hair, and let the tears she’d been suppressing fall. She knew that Joe was never coming home. Karen opened her eyes and was startled to discover that it was night. She’d fallen asleep on the porch. Her neck hurt from resting against the hard metal and n

*Clara’s p.o.v* The steam from my personal vanity mirror was still clearing, but the reflection staring back at me was already a disaster. My liquid eyeliner was uneven. My extensions weren't sitting flush against my crown. I had spent forty minutes trying to erase the dark circles under my eyes, but no amount of high-definition concealer could hide the fact that I hadn't slept more than two hours since we landed in Colorado. "Clara, honey, you need to step into the dress," my mother said, knocking gently on the cedar door of the master dressing suite. "The event coordinator says the lighting technicians are already testing the illumination on the frozen lake. The guests are descending."

I replied without hesitation: [Quinn, let's break up. After sending it, I blocked her. I did not question her any further, nor did I accuse her hysterically. I simply ended this seven-year-long deception. When the plane took off, I turned and looked at the city lights outside the window. Where those lights glowed in the distance, there would never again be a way home for me.

"Our life is just beginning. How could you leave me? How could you be so heartless?" His voice was full of fear, but to me, it was utterly ironic. "Alright, I need to sleep now. Don't call me again," I said. Before I hung up, Lorenzo was still frantically asking where I was. It was ridiculous. It was then that I realized how laughable the past seven years of my life had been. I fell asleep, and the next morning, I was awakened by loud, excited voices. I got dressed and stepped out of my bedroom, only to find that Jasper had come to propose.

Then he exhaled through his nose and something in his expression shifted into a kind of tired honesty that was worse than any lie he had ever told me. Years, he said. It has been years, Sera. The word landed flat. Years. Like it was simple. Like it was just a fact he had been waiting to say out loud. Celeste said nothing. She was watching me the way people watch something fragile to see if it breaks. I was not going to break. You were never going to mark me, I said. He did not deny it. The council, I started. The council was never the problem, he said. You were never going to be Luna. I need you to understand that. It was never what I intended.

She’s definitely here to fill me in on the details like Alpha Killian had pointed out last night. Groaning tiredly, I drag myself over there and flop on a couch, cursing Alpha Killian and his entire household for another sleepless night. I’ve not been able to sleep for three nights in a row. At this rate, my brain will start eating itself soon. “You look like a hot mess. What were you doing all night?” “Trying to get a wink of sleep!” “Well, you must make sure to rest properly because I assure you that what you are about to embark on is not an easy feat.”

Toronto, Canada Quinn POV Amongst the twenty-two women here, I only get along with Sarah. When I arrived she was so sweet and welcoming that I felt it was suspicious, it wasn't until a week and a half ago that she told me she had been crushing on Archie, one of the seven sins. Once a talk that relates to the seven brothers comes into our conversation, she can't keep her mouth shut any longer and rambles on about Archie all day long. She knew I was sent here by Ace and because of the few news she got from the United States she thought I was dating Ace only and that we both would become wives of the Luthers once Archie noticed here. Her so much love for Archie made it so difficult for me to br

When I returned home, it was late. I washed up quickly and headed to bed. I had terrible nightmares the entire night. I woke up the next day to birds chirping outside the window, welcoming a brand-new day. Six more days were left until I completely lost my memories. I got out of bed with a slight headache and a fever. I headed downstairs groggily to get some medicine. At the bottom of the stairs, I saw Raven toppling a huge Lego set I placed in the living room. Pieces of bricks were scattered all over the floor.

He secured his strap and shouted, joined by all men on the plain for Rome. *** Flavius had fallen asleep in the murky woods, a fact he damned himself for immediately upon waking. “One of those things . . . ” he started to say, be thought himself a fool as no one was there to hear his words. Would anyone? He felt utterly alone, the coward he’d became, and now that the troop movements had made him awake, he felt all the worse. He recalled the words of an old singer in a tavern, saying a story on how a sleeping band were killed in the night by a dragon, and woke up in Hell not knowing how they got there. Yes, indeed, one of the beastmen could’ve made playful work of him, crushing his skull in f

A week crawled by in a haze of exhaustion and denial. I barely slept, my nights a mess of tossing and turning, haunted by dreams I couldn’t shake. Every time I closed my eyes, Cassian was there—his hands on my skin, his voice in my ear, his body moving against mine in ways that left me waking up sweaty and ashamed. I’d stare at the ceiling until dawn, telling myself it was over, that he was gone, that I was safe. But the dark circles under my eyes told a different story.