Sleep Sans Novels & Stories

Bright The silence in the room was almost absolute. Only Sophia’s soft breathing and the faint ticking of the clock could be heard. There was little light, but it was enough for her to rest well. She looked peaceful in her sleep, and that broke my heart. I knew she hadn’t truly slept in a month. Her face looked exhausted, different.

Sloane stepped forward calmly and answered: "Your body is currently sleep-deprived, your glucose levels are too low, there's inflammation under your bandage, and if you keep pounding the bag for twenty more minutes, you'll either pass out or injure yourself. So no. No ring. Breakfast first. Then exertion. This isn't a debate." Lennox stared at her for a long moment. His ice-blue eyes practically burned, but he didn't move. She didn't back down. Didn't yield. And the worst part was... she was right.

Sergei My coffee is growing cold as I review construction contracts for the club renovations. Numbers and timelines should occupy my thoughts, but my mind keeps drifting to last night. For the first time in months, I slept through the night without pills, without nightmares clawing me back to consciousness, drenched in sweat and guilt.

Tоwеlіng оff, I ѕlіdе bеtwееn thе ѕhееtѕ, nаkеd. Thеrе wаѕ a time I might hаvе tаkеn a ѕlееріng ріll to gеt a full nіght оf sleep, but thеѕе dауѕ, I don’t risk tаkіng thеm. Mу рrоgrаm is tоо іmроrtаnt.

I wake up in my own bed. Well, once again ON my bed, with a throw over me, and yet again, it’s mid-morning and I cannot remember anything after falling asleep. There’s no way I just slept right through from five p.m., but as I check my bedside clock it flashes nine forty-three a.m. at me and I rub my eyes in disbelief. I didn’t dream, no night terrors, no crazy shadows and monsters dragging me out of slumber—a silent dreamless sleep that almost never happened before I came back here. This is happening more and more lately and I feel refreshed from a full night’s rest.

he said and somehow I could feel some sadness in his voice. I frowned. “But that’s…” Another huge yawn. “Not good.” Humans need sleep. How had he survived all this time on only a few hours a night? “We should fix that Chamomile tea. Meditation. Melatonin…” My voice drifted off, I was tired unlike him I neeeded my beauty sleep. If only my head didn’t feel so heavy and the bed weren’t so comfortable, I could make him tea or find a guided YouTube meditation or something.

He wondered if she was able to sleep at all. He didn’t go out much but whenever he did, people commented on how happier and better he looked. Grace was so impressed that she begged him to let her meet the lady who made her son look so happy. His doctor was surprised. Nate had struggled with insomnia for a very long time. For the first time, he fell asleep without waking up in the night or having any nightmares. He turned on his computer and set to work. He was building a mobile application where people could order things online instead of going to the mall or shops. He started up his firebase and started working.

Sophia didn't dream that night. For the first time in what felt like months, she simply slept. Deeply. Peacefully. Without waking every hour to check her phone. Without wondering if headlights were passing the house. Without listening for a knock at the door. When morning finally came, sunlight slipped through the curtains and landed across the bedroom. Sophia stirred slowly. Confused at first. Then she realized something. Nothing had happened. No emergency. No midnight calls. No crisis.

Harry interrogated. “You are right. The mystery of the leanness, in short my physique is written. I did not sleep last night until the cock crew; all the shriek of the insects, the hooting of the owls, my ears followed their music till it was dawn.” Susanna explained disgustedly. “It is quite risky to health to be sleepless. Sleep is a supernatural vitamin to the body, spirit and soul. What caused your insomnia?” Harry stated and queried imperatively.

Dormant: (of an animal) having normal physical functions suspended or slowed down for a period of time; in or as if in a deep sleep. Tessa I was up at seven, I never need much sleep after I hit puberty. Four hours or a maximum of five hours of sleep was all I needed for a good night's rest. When I woke up, I was alone, and the other side of the bed was cold. Though I didn't expect to wake up with the vampire, still I felt a bit disappointed not to have his arms around me when I opened my eyes. Okay, so I might be a bit clingy, but hey I blame it on my impending death.