Sleep Sans Novels & Stories

Daemon finds the situation amusing and laughs hysterically. I close my eyes, allowing myself to fully surrender to the tranquility of the moment. My thoughts become still, and my body sinks deeper into the mattress. The rhythmic sound of my breath becomes a gentle lullaby, guiding me into a state of deep relaxation. As I drift off to sleep, I am grateful for this moment of respite. Tomorrow may bring new challenges and responsibilities, but for now, I am enveloped in a cocoon of peace and tranquility. I surrender to the embrace of sleep, knowing that I have taken the time to nurture my mind, body, and soul.

Larissa's sleep quality improved significantly. Nearly every night, around 11 pm, she would begin to feel drowsy, and within a couple of minutes of closing her eyes, she would fall into a deep, dreamless slumber. She would wake up to the warm glow of daylight, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated.

AMON: “No buts. Docto​r’s orders. Go to sleep. When y‍ou w⁠ake up, w‍e’ll still be‍ here. The cancer will s‍till be​ i​n remission. Nothi​ng will fall apart in‍ t‍he next few hours.” ‌[SARAH wants to⁠ a​rgue, but exhaustion wins⁠. S​he kisses‌ each​ child‍, then drags herself to the bedroom. W‍it‌hin minut⁠es, she’s asleep—deep, dre‌amle‍ss‌ sle⁠ep born of comple‍te exh⁠austion​.]

“Lately I have been having trouble sleeping at night and I wake up all sweaty, feels like I need to be somewhere else. Do you think it’s connected?” Darius Paused in deep thought, “Hmm, I’m not exactly sure. The full moon is not for about a few days from today. Here,” He said, procuring a glass vial from a drawer under his desk, handing it to him. “Starting tonight I want you to drink 2 sips from this. Just come back to me whenever the vial gets empty for a refill.”

If anything traumatic had happened recently. I lied to all of it. Dr. Patel was a small woman with kind eyes and gentle hands. She examined me thoroughly. Checked my heart, my lungs, my reflexes. Drew blood. Asked a million questions. "Physically, everything looks normal," she said finally. "Your blood pressure is a little low, but nothing alarming. Have you been sleeping?" "Not really." "How long?" "About a week." She frowned. "A week with no sleep? That's serious, Ella. Why didn't you come in sooner?"

"I’d spill it! I’d frolic with it!" "SUGGESTION 3: SLEEP," he added, his voice lowering to a near-whisper. "YOUR EYES SHOW FATIGUE. THIS IS... CONCERNING." "Sleep?" Amara stared at him. "On a Saturday? While the world is free?!" She stood, pacing again. "Sleep is for people who know who they are! I don’t even know if I’m Amara or Selene" She stopped before the mirror. "Look at me! I’m wearing silk pajamas at 9:23 AM! I’m unhinged!"

NON-EXISTENT PRIVACY The loud chime of a phone alarm startled Maria awake. Although her body wished to remain in bed a few hours more, she felt well rested and stretched her body. She had been asleep for over seventeen hours and her whole body felt numb. After Maria had fallen asleep in the presence of Kyros, who put her in bed and later saw himself out, the next time she opened her eyes was around 2am.

Serena thought. That old fox wouldn't settle for such a small space to do anything else with all that noise coming from the bed. With that thought, she lay down comfortably and drifted off to sleep. She had a habit of napping; without it, she'd feel off and being off meant she was prone to losing her temper. Damien, not hearing any noise from inside for a while, set down his documents and opened the door to take a peek. He found Serena fast asleep, sprawled out in a starfish position on the bed.

“I slept for five hours?” After sex, he’d risen, frowning at the clock. “This is a record. I feel like a new man.” “You look ten years younger,” I told him as I stretched. “Now I’d put you in your mid-twenties.” “I just turned thirty-one.” “Yes, but you looked thirty-five before.” He raised a brow. “You won’t ask why I don’t sleep? I’ve had insomnia for decades.” I sighed. “Why wouldn’t you? You’re in a high-pressure job—which might be dangerous—and you’re running a billion-dollar empire.”

It seemed like it was true. Being human was quite challenging. “Do you still need to catch up on sleep?” Serenity questioned. As soon as Zachary held Serenity’s hand, he led her outside and smiled as they walked. “I’m not Hypnos. I’ve had enough sleep. If I sleep now, I won’t be able to sleep at night. “Do you need some rest?” Serenity replied, “I’ll take a short nap later. I just had lunch, and it would be uncomfortable to sleep right away.”