Sleeping Nook Novels & Stories

"Come on; baby lets get you in bed." She yawns as I take her hand in mine and lead her to the master bedroom, I leave her a clean shirt before gently kissing her goodnight. "Goodnight baby," I whisper. I jump in the shower before sliding down into the bunk it's not long before Noah climbs up to the overhead bunk laughing as he says. "It's been a while since I bunked with you." I laugh as I reply. "Yeah, just keep the snoring down old man." I soon fall into deep sleep thoughts of a beautiful blonde girl with eyes I could drown in fill my subconscious mind.

He slapped his cheeks lightly and put on a smile before stepping into the newly arranged bedroom. Inside, it was pitch black. Already past three in the morning, Chloe lay fast asleep. Not wanting to wake her, Noah gently peeled back the covers and climbed into bed. Embracing Chloe carefully from behind, her faint fragrance enveloped him. His heart was devoid of any other thoughts as he closed his eyes in contentment.

Noah extinguished the ember-burning end of his cigarette on the metal rail of the balcony. He walked back into the room. His once-wet body was now dry from the cool evening breeze. He called room service requesting a new set of duvet, and in no time his order arrived. He slipped on his shirt and a pair of comfy trousers. Noah threw the set of duvets on the ground, spread the hems out, and laid on it. His eyes darted to the white ceiling then he tilted his body to lie on his sides. As he closed his eyes to let the darkness overwhelm his mildly racing thoughts, an audible vibration on the table broke through the air.

Linna woke up without knowing what time it was, she still felt very sleepy, it was already morning and she knew this only by the slightly open window making the sun beat against the wall of the bedroom door. Looking around the place he saw Robert sleeping on the couch available in a very uncomfortable way, but it seemed to be very quiet. The sound of his breathing was quiet and loud, she wondered why he was doing all this now when he had no obligation. It was certainly a big surprise to herself all this, and even more so all that support he was giving her, how could she give up sleeping in his huge mansion, in his comfortable bed, to sleep on a mere sofa inside a private hospital room? Havin

Nathan strode out of the chambers, his mind racing with thoughts of how to find the plant. Noelle rubbed her nose and swung her legs out of bed. She stretched her arms up high and yawned, feeling groggy from her deep sleep. She reached for the water jug on the nightstand and took a sip, feeling the cool water refresh her mouth. As she set the jug back down, she noticed a small mirror on the table and picked it up.

My mood changed drastically and Sebastian noticed this. He asked what was wrong with me and I didn't know if it was a good idea to tell him what was happening to me. -It's hard to explain. -You didn't sleep very well, did you? -Is it that noticeable? -Why can't you sleep, is something bothering you? -No, it's just that I can't get to sleep. -But I can tell you're tired, tell me what's wrong. -It's hard to explain. -I know I shouldn't interfere but it's wrong that you don't sleep, you're affecting your health.

Behind the desk, a long and wide bookshelf was installed into the wall, filled with books of various sizes and covers. Nolan picked up the remote for the heater on his desk and turned it on, raising the room's temperature and creating a comfortable warmth. Instead of immediately sitting down at his desk, he walked to another part of the room, revealing an adjoining lounge room that resembled a house. It featured a king-sized bed, a shower cubicle, and a closet.

The bedding is lux and there are more playful animals and extra, folded, ecru satin-quilted blankets. I have no doubt there is a wired sound and surveillance system for tranquil music and 24/7 monitoring. I also spy a flat screen for playing movies and videos. Nick has probably even ordered a gaming platform, regardless of this being a nursery. He’ll be several steps ahead of and well-prepared for an overachiever. The waterworks return. How could they not? Nick has every detail nailed, including built in bookshelves that are stocked with children’s books in multiple languages. A dresser, a mirrored-door armoire, a diaper-changing station—all matching the style of the royal crib.

The apartment was too quiet. Not the silence of rest — not peace. But the silence of something vacant. Unclaimed. Like it was waiting for its true occupant to arrive. Noah lay on top of the sheets, fully clothed from the night before. The light fabric crinkled beneath him with every slow breath. He hadn’t slept so much as paused — eyes closed, muscles still, but thoughts wide awake and pacing the floor long after midnight. Above him, the ceiling stretched flat and smooth — no cracks, no imperfections, just pale geometry designed by someone who believed quiet spaces created productive minds.

She hadn't wanted to offend the housekeeper. Biting back a grin, he thumbed a text. She shifted around the kitchen, putting groceries away and getting the Italian meatloaf going. Once it was in the oven and Mildred had left, Raven started the side dishes and looked into the living room. "I'm getting worried. He never sleeps like this." As if on cue, Noah's bedroom door opened and he emerged wearing flannel pajama bottoms low on his hips and a white T-shirt that did nothing to hide his gloriously sculpted body. His blond hair stood up at odd angles and he unconsciously ran his hand through it.