Sleepy Reads Novels & Stories

Sia groaned in her sleep as she fisted the sheets and tried to open her eyes however from all the crying she did the previous night with Rhea, see seemed more tired than usual "Gosh"she mumbled and carelessly laid on her back and flickered her eyes open to adjust to the bright light. A lazy yawn escaped her lips as she looked around the room and blinked a few times because she forgot she spent the night in Rhea's room however when she looked to her left side, she didn't see Rhea anywhere, with alertness she sat up ready to jump out of bed but just at that moment she spotted a well folded white paper hence reached for it and opened it("hey bestie no need to panic, but I stepped out for a whil

I obeyed every order like a servant. They were getting shameless, and they made no effort to hide it from me. Wyatt and Queenie sat on the couch and shared a single blanket. He fidgeted restlessly beneath it, and she could not suppress a muffled moan. I stepped out carrying the freshly made chicken broth. “Soup’s ready.” Wyatt did not even glance at me. “Set it down there. It’s hot. I’ll feed Queenie in a bit.” Queenie blushed. “You don’t have to. I can manage myself.”

That much was obvious. ‘A Hundred Years of Solitude.’ She was only halfway through the book. It was a heavy one, and she couldn’t understand why she read it before she came back. Night time was perfect for a reading session, so she was reading seriously. Heather was the most attractive when she was quiet, and she drifted to sleep with a book in her hands that night. If there was one downside about night reading, that would be the fact that the reader would fall asleep easily.

I couldn’t do this without you. Greg responded almost instantly: Greg: Witnessing you rise inspires me. Always your biggest believer. She read the words carefully, letting them settle in her soul. Before sleep, she reversed the image of Sophia’s fountain from last year onto her phone background, as if wearing a war badge. Scene – Dreamless Sleep That night, she slept peacefully—no whispers, no threats—only unmixed quiet, the first in years. Scene – Next Morning – Buttery Dawn Helena woke early, heart stilled. Tessy slid into her room with steaming porridge. “Morning, champ.”

REMY POV Sleep didn't come. It hovered at the edges of my vision, a tantalizing shadow, but the cold would not allow it to sink in. Without my jacket, the air in the Deadlands bit through the thin fabric of my shirt, sinking into my marrow. I hugged Sayler tighter, pulling his small, warm body against my chest, absorbing his heat as much as offering it. He was dead to the world, his breathing a soft, rhythmic rasp that was the only living sound in the vast, crushing silence.

Amy replied softly before ending the call. Silence crept back onto my phone screen. The digital numbers in the corner had crept to seven in the morning. I put the phone on the small table, then instead of tidying myself up, my eyes landed on the corner of the mattress. Reid was fast asleep in the small study chair, his head hanging awkwardly to the side. A sleeping position that definitely tortured his neck, making me realize just how much exhaustion he was bearing.

It was beginning to rain outside, I wish I could wash all the stains life has kept on me away. I scooted close to him and placed my head on his chest and my hand around his abdomen. He tensed for a while but later turned me around spooning me. After some time, I heard his even breath on my neck. I concentrated on the warmth I felt and before I could realize I drifted off into slumber too. “wake up, Sleepyhead!”. Someone was replacing my Alarm clock today. I don't remember the last time I slept so peacefully. Elektra was hovering over me with her hands crossed on her chest.

She felt sleepy and weak but still she forced her eyes and stared around the room she was in . It was gleaming yet clinical white with colorful posters on the walls . They gave advise of how to prevent and cure different diseases but as she was trying to read them she suddenly captured the sounds of people talking and of course it was Mr Spencer and the nurse . " How is she right now ?", Kieran asked as they entered in her room. Hearing his voice panic instantly flowed in her body , she had thought that someone had saved her but no she was wrong .

I smiled discreetly at Gram as she came in and left tea for us to drink, her eyes twinkling as she winked at me before leaving the room. I read the first two chapters, then Silas took a turn. Admittedly he had a nice soothing tone as he read and I could feel myself get sleepy. We switched again for another 4 chapters each and by the time it was his turn to read my head was on his chest as we both lay down on the couch and I fell deeply asleep as the rumble of his voice in his chest was the best lullaby I never asked for.

It was the most awkward feeling but she was too tired to care. The night grew increasingly tense and Collins realized that he couldn’t sleep because the woman he loved was a few inches away from him. He felt his cock throbbing and his desires growing. He caged his cock tightly between his legs and pray for strength not to jump on her. He eased out of bed and took a cold shower. The cold only made him desire warmth – the warmth of her body. Collins tossed and turned until he moved to the couch in the sitting room. Sleep came an hour later and deserted him barely two hours later. Collins glanced at his phone. It was still night. Realizing he wasn’t going to stop thinking about her, he grabb