Seven Sleepless Nights Novels & Stories

Regret? Or maybe just annoyance. She sighed and shifted in the massive bed, glancing at the baby monitor before quietly slipping out. In the kitchen, she poured herself a glass of almond milk and leaned against the marble counter. The penthouse felt too still, too clean, like a world she didn't fully belong in yet. And then… "Couldn't sleep?" She turned. Ethan stood in the doorway, shirtless in grey joggers, his hair an adorable mess. "I didn't mean to wake you."

Dr Ashford yawned while answering Aaron’s call. “Doctor, I slept for six days and night continuously,” Aaron spoke up in a single breath. Dr Ashford’s sleep ran out of the city. He coughed hard to digest things. Aaron was treated by many doctors but his insomnia wasn't cured by any medicine. It was unbelievable for Dr Ashford. He almost screamed in reply, “What? How?”

The only difference was the substance of what was keeping me awake. Three weeks ago it was forty-seven wolves, twelve thousand acres, and the specific loneliness of a person who’d made the choice that taking it all on was the right thing to do. The sort of sleeplessness that was just — exhaustion wearing the wrong shape. Heavy, familiar and getting nowhere. Tonight things were different.

Playlist~ Coldplay - Scientist One week later Micaela's POV All throughout the night until this morning I couldn't catch some sleep, it was as if I drank so much coffee that caused my insomnia. Last night isn't the only night that this has happened, if I'm not mistaken I've been having insomnia for more than a week now. After signing my divorce papers with his new lawyer, depression took it hold on me and that really paralyzed my thinking, the only thing I found myself doing was writing, I started writing book 2 of Shattered Hearts. I don't understand how I still got the inspiration to write, maybe is because I was penning down my real-life story.

My eyes were welling up with tears; it seemed as if I had lost sleep; and the only sound I could hear was the horn of our car as it pulled up alongside us. Hold on, hold on tight to our baby Yhra, it's time to go! " He took my hand in his, and the automobile came to a rapid halt, and before the door closed, I heard him say It seemed as though I had risen to the surface of the water and been moved to the stretcher. "Can you tell me how many months it's been, sir?" "Seven..." As soon as I realized it was Remon talking to the doctor, a nurse came up to me and stabbed me in the back, and I felt so inebriated that I couldn't see them clearly.

Avyanna Four years ago I was gonna be late for school again even with the fact that I hadn't slept at all. My life was going so great. How many thirteen-year-olds have insomnia and have to take pills to sleep?. How many? Maybe numerous, but none that I know of. My wolf, vesta growled, she needed rest. I had been overworking her since we had synced. I hurried downstairs because Elektra must have been waiting for me. I scurried past my brother who was getting out, we hardly talked to each other.

To home. *11:59 PM. [SFX: QUIET. THEN BREATH. THEN EIGHT.]* Our bed. February in the bassinet, asleep. Me. Adrian. _Silence. 11:59 PM._ “Day 597,” Adrian said. 56 BPM. “I know,” I said. “Eight,” Adrian said. “Eight,” I said. _Thump._ Upstairs, Ivy and Isla asleep. Alex asleep, _CREW_ hat on the nightstand.

They scattered across the floor like broken dreams. But without stopping, I yanked harder until I heard the fabric rip with a harsh sound. Sienna cowered in fear. "I'm sorry. I'll take it off right now." I clenched the dress in my fist, glaring at her. Sienna crumpled to the ground, the wedding dress now a mess. The pearls and lace scattered everywhere. She looked up at me through teary eyes, her voice quivering. "If you want me to take it off, just say it. Why did you have to do this?"

Bryan’s gaze swept over my body with a bone-chilling coldness. “We haven’t met in so long. Aren’t you… going to say hello?” I looked at him, and my lips parted slightly. A thousand words gathered on my tongue, yet what came out was something else. “Bryan, please lend me another $300,000.” Bryan was stunned for a moment. A hint of anger lit up his cold eyes. He grabbed my hand. “We haven’t met for seven years, and this is all you have to say to me?”

Please, you have to make it back! He looked over his shoulder but nobody was there. The next thing Caden knew, he jolted up, running his hands down his face. The same dream bombarded his sleep. How he wished it would just stop. His hands balled into fists, his veins showing, his knuckles turning white. That was the thing. Sometimes he felt too much, that he felt like he would burst out. And the other times, he felt nothing at all. There was no gray area for him. Either he would feel it all or would shut himself down. No in betweens.