Sleepy Reads Novels & Stories

I closed my eyes, my breathing becoming slow and steady as I felt tiredness take over my body. My mind began to wander as I lay there, sleep slowly starting to overtake me. My thoughts were jumbled and incoherent, my thoughts blurring together. I was falling asleep. Suddenly I heard footsteps echoing through the room, the soft but steady sound of someone moving towards the bed. My eyelids were too heavy to open and my body too tired to sit up. The footsteps got louder, the mattress dipping slightly as someone sat on the bed next to me. “ Lucas… I am so sleepy ”

Thankfully, they had already stopped screaming. "Actually, sir, it's not that early in the morning. It's 10:00..." Blake said as he showed Ryker the time on his watch. "I'm going back to sleep... Tell them to keep their voices down and don't let anyone disturb me unless it's important." Ryker ordered as he started going up the stairs but a sudden voice stopped him. "Ryker! You're awake!" Arya excitedly exclaimed. She was still dressed in her nightwear but she didn't really mind since the only people in the house were the ones currently gathered around her.

Sleep claimed her, carrying her into a dream-filled slumber, where visions of a future filled with love and endless possibilities danced in her mind. **** In the soft morning light, Mateo and Ariana lay peacefully intertwined on the bed, their bodies still enveloped in the warmth of sleep. The silence of the moment was abruptly shattered by the persistent ringing of Mateo's phone. He stirred, groggily awakening from his slumber, and reached for his phone, blinking away drowsiness from sleep. As Mateo glanced at the screen, his eyes widened with surprise and a hint of concern. The caller ID revealed the name "Doctor Hannah," his fertility specialist and family doctor. With curiosity, he answe

“Fuck off the contract. I don’t care about it anymore. Adel, you are mine and will always be mine.” Returning home after a tumultuous day, my heart raced with a mixture of anxiety and relief. As I entered the bedroom, I found Adelynn asleep, her peaceful form a stark contrast to the chaos that had consumed my thoughts. Intent on not disturbing her, I approached the bed with silent steps, but the sound of her muffled sobs alerted me. ‘Is she crying?’ I mumbled in my head. My heart clenched at the sight of her distress. With hurried movements, I knelt beside the bed, my gaze fixed on her troubled expression. Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead, her features contorted in anguish as she mur

By the time the rain slowed to a steady murmur against the windows, Raymond was already asleep behind me, deep, untroubled breaths that edged into soft snores every few cycles. The sound should have grated. It didn’t. It was infuriatingly human. Proof that the monster who’d just cum down my throat and promised to breed me tomorrow could still switch off like any other man.

This is neither of those things. This is just a room with two people who are building things they care about, with the other person available if needed, and not requiring anything if not. I pick up my pen. By March, I have sixty pages. Sophia reads the first forty on a Saturday and calls me Sunday morning, and her voice has the specific register it has when she has been up too late reading something and is calling before I am properly awake because she could not wait. "Elena," she says. "I hear you," I say.

Rima's POV As I stirred from sleep, a profound sense of restfulness overwhelmed me. It was as if I'd been sleep-deprived for days, and I'd just woken up from an uninterrupted, twenty-four-hour-long slumber. My eyes fluttered open, bleary and unfocused. Yet, my other senses seemed to awaken faster. The warmth of another body radiated against my skin, an arm thrown around me in a protective embrace. I realized my own hand was clutching at the fabric of this person's shirt, pulling them closer to me. My heart, uncharacteristically calm, acknowledged the sense of safety this embrace provided. My mind, surprisingly quiet, confirmed that it hadn't been subjected to the haunting glimpses of my past

Sleep claimed her swiftly, right there on the worn cushions, the phone still clutched in her hand. Then, a shift in the atmosphere. Not a sound, but a palpable presence, a prickling sensation of being observed. The air itself seemed to hold its breath. Her eyes fluttered open, the edges of sleep still clinging to her vision, only to be met by the most disarmingly soft, intense eyes she had ever seen. They were close, focused, as if they had been studying her in her slumber.

Aiden's childhood friend, the main character who takes care of Aiden's biological parents who live impoverished and sick near the city sewers. After reading through the chapters, he was slowly getting sleepy. However, because he had reached the conflict part of the story, he had to endure his sleepiness because he didn't want his curiosity about this story to be carried away into his dreams. "I can't take it anymore, I'm so sleepy." ***

My boyfriend Zane Shaw's ex, Mia Zimmer, has another sleepwalking episode and shows up at our door in the middle of the night. Zane doesn't even hesitate. As if he's done this countless times before, he leads her straight into our master bedroom, settles her into our bed, and gently coaxes her back to sleep. I stand in the doorway, watching the tenderness in his expression. "Zane, what's the excuse this time?" He doesn't even turn around. After a brief silence, he answers impatiently, "You'll get used to it." So this time, there isn't even an excuse. I'm simply expected to get used to another woman showing up at our home in the middle of the night and to my boyfriend's ex sleeping in ou