Sleepless In Seattle Novels & Stories

Selene’s POV That night I didn't get much sleep. Jason was at my side, his arms wrapped securely and warmly around my waist but my thoughts would not stop swirling and fighting each other. I continued to stare at the wall clock as it approached dawn, waiting for the time when the storm will start. I fell asleep and woke up at precisely 7:45 am I quietly stepped onto the cold floor of my home office after slipping out of bed. I reloaded the browser on my laptop. And there it was on every major news page, the headline displayed in bold black letters.

I and he were finally in the past. I turned off the light and prepared to go to sleep. Long-term insomnia had made me form a habit. I looked at the scenery outside the window and silently calculated how long my body needed to recover. I was already eager to go back to Seattle to find my children. "Knock knock!" At this time, a knock came.

I keep running, there’s a gunshot and it all goes black. I shot up from the bed drenched in sweat, heart racing. I look at my surroundings and realize I’m in my apartment in L.A. I rub my eyes and try to focus on my room. This nightmare has been occurring every night for the past six months. Something is going to have to change so I can actually get some sleep. I look at the alarm clock, 5:30am, crawling from the bed, grabbing my work clothes and heading for the shower.

The morning light crept hesitantly through the high windows of the warehouse, painting streaks of gold across the concrete floor. Scarlett woke first, her body stiff from the hard ground, but her mind racing with a thousand thoughts. The weight of the previous night lingered, pressing down on her chest like a tangible force. Sebastian was already awake, standing near the entrance, arms crossed, staring out at the city below. His jaw was tight, and the dark circles under his eyes betrayed the sleepless night spent planning, worrying, and carrying burdens he refused to share.

Shawn’s voice echoed in my head—his teasing laughter at dinner, his gentle confession by the fire, then the sharp sting of Marcus’s name, a blade that had sent me fleeing. I’d felt alive under Shawn’s gaze, desired in a way I hadn’t been since Marcus’s obsession caged me, but fear had slammed my heart shut. Talking to Lily earlier, her giggles a lifeline to Seattle, had eased the ache, but now, alone, my thoughts spun like leaves in a storm. I was here to save Shawn’s heart, not to risk mine, yet his warmth lingered, a dangerous spark in a city where Marcus’s shadow could still fall. A soft knock at the door startled me, faint but insistent, slicing through the midnight quiet. My breath caug

“Grab some sleep and let’s meet here at noon. We’ll grab some lunch and then figure out our next move.” I checked my watch and realized I had six hours to nap. I walked in and stopped short. The entire back wall of the bedroom was glass and overlooked the entire downtown area of Seattle with the ocean in the background. I wandered over to it and slid the door open, stepping on to the balcony. The cool breeze whipped around me, and I wrapped my arms around myself, enjoying the view. After a few minutes, I went back inside and climbed into bed. I was supposed to be the smart one on this trip, so I needed to get my sleep. I didn’t want to lose that title before we even started.

He had saved her twice, so she decided to help him twice. Sean couldn't sleep. Cecilia lay beside him, unable to sleep too. At that same time, far away in Ace City, Blake and Melania also lay awake. They both have their own thoughts and can't get any rest.

“Sorry about that sir, how can I help? Do you need me to do anything for you? “Not exactly, I just needed to speak to someone, I’ll allow you to sleep, see you at work. The call dropped, and even though I wasn't there with him, I could feel the tension on his part, he was tense too and it was evident in his voice tone. I laid on my bed with my eyes wide open, I was excited to talk to Jaxson but it would cost me the rest of my sleep, I was tossing and turning on my bed, unable to find sleep, it was the longest night ever. It seemed like the night would never end. I felt like I was trapped in a never-ending cycle of sleeplessness. I closed my eyes and tried to clear my mind. But it was no use.

“Maybe a little sleep will fix it” He looks at me worried. It’s no secret that I haven’t been sleeping well. The nightmares have gotten worse. Thrice now I have woken with wounds that manifested from my dreams. It’s getting hard to fall asleep because I am always afraid that I will wake up from a nightmare. Sebastian has tried everything. The sex is good and it tires me out but I only get an hour or two of peaceful sleep before I am up again from another nightmare.

A faint, self-mocking smile touched my lips as I peeled off the heavy coat that clung to me, letting it sink slightly into the water, then tugged at the damp collar of my shirt to make it more bearable against my skin. He must think I’m insane. Moonlight rippled across the surface of the pool, and when I turned my head, I realized that less than half a meter away stood an entire wall of one-way glass. Beyond it— Seattle at night. The city stretched out in glowing lines of gold, lights threading together like rivers, while faint aircraft paths flickered across the sky above, and farther still, scattered points of light drifted slowly across the dark expanse of the bay. And I wondered—