Sleep Sans Novels & Stories

“I see, Mrs. Thomason, knowing that you have more complicated situation, I’m afraid that we cannot grant your request as it is. Your package with us currently is 20 hours of full body massage. We cannot let you consume your package by sleeping in. It would be such a waste of your package.” “However, since our goal is your wellness, I’m willing to give you a sleeping oil that I mixed myself that can help you sleep. This is only temporary that will last only for one month. It will help your body to reset your own body clock and to force your body to automatically relax when it’s time. If after one month your condition will not improve, I would suggest that you consult professional doctors to d

She had a problem with sleeping in the night as she always found it difficult to sleep. Away from her, Vihaan switched off his laptop after ending the video conference with his business delegates from the USA and stood from his sofa chair, in the balcony attached to his room, to drink water when he found the jug empty. Moving inside his room, he saw Saaransh and Vansh deep in sleep. Murmuring to himself" They are so lazy to empty it and not to fil it again" he descend to reach the kitchen. He was about to take a turn when he found the light of Shana's room was on.

Devon woke up to see Mark and a lady standing close to his bed, they were talking in low voices. He kept his eyes shut as he tried to figure out how long he has been asleep. He was usually a light sleeper so the anesthesia must be the reason he slept for so long. His motto is Sleep is for the lazy. The pain in his leg was not so much anymore.

He can't sleep this instantly even if he is normal but he slept in this situation so quickly as if sleep was the last thing in his life. She started thinking about the possibilities. Nowadays he sleeping like normal person which is so abnormal and she is sure it is related to his therapy sessions. But what it is?, Eshana isn't giving him medicines either then how?. She tried remembering everything she saw in today's visit. Instantly after checking on G****e she found out that incense sticks made by lavender and patchouli scents are sedative and can put person into deep sleep. It won't work so easily on insomniac but it can work if person continues to burn it for hours.

Slowly, Somari fell asleep, her fingers clung to the hem of her mattress. Innosine dressed in comfy pants and a black t-shirt. He turned to Somari and noticed that she had fallen asleep. His body couldn't stand sleeping with her on the same bed, he just can't stand her. He turned to the long sofa in the room, he picked up a pillow, walked towards the sofa and laid there, feeling tired, he fell asleep immediately his head hit the pillow.

Max*** The sunrays of dawn slipped through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the bed where we lay tangled in each other. Sara’s breath was steady now, her body still pressed close to mine, but I knew she was asleep. I stayed awake, watching her, memorizing every detail—the way her lashes rested against her cheeks, the faint rise and fall of her chest, the warmth of her skin against mine. She had drifted back into sleep after our conversation, her lips slightly parted in peaceful slumber. I couldn't help but smile, grateful for this moment of quiet intimacy before the day began. She fits perfectly in my arms, like a missing puzzle piece finally found. I don’t understand why she left when

“Come on, you know there’s one method that might work, and yet, you deliberately didn’t suggest it to me. Why?” Narsha shivered. How did Dexter know that? She played it cool, feigning ignorance. “I don’t know what method you’re talking about, Alpha.” “Insomnia can be reduced by more... intimate physical contact. You know, like hugging can have a calming effect, something like that.” “Ah, that? That won’t work as well as an herbal tonic.” Narsha refuted. “Is that so? But I want to try that method, the physical contact. Let’s try it tonight.”

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.

I woke without knowing what time it was, only with the sense that sleep had completely abandoned me. The house was wrapped in a deep silence, broken only by the distant hum of London traffic drifting in through the windows. Beside me, Nate slept peacefully, his face relaxed into an expression of calm I rarely saw on him during the day.

I don't usually sleep well, I wake up countless times to catch my breath when sleeping. I wake up to pee more than five times, the doctor says I'm suffering from sleep apnea, says the reason why I blank out sometimes is because I forget what to say and so it takes time for my brain and body to be back to normal, and maybe I might be sleeping while my eyes were wide open.