Sleepy Reads Novels & Stories

66 BA Naughty Maridelle Situated on the wall on his right is a simple wall clock with a wooden frame; its shorter hand kisses the number four while the longer hand almost points to number eleven. His eyelids is drooping; and there is already dark line under his eyes. Everyone except the guards are slumbering, but Alpha Lachlan did not sleep after the celebration. On his hand is a piece of paper he has been reading for the umpteenth times. His lack of sleep has deprived him of good understanding or it is just that the report on his hands needs perusing.

Kaen POV * Paper sound* " Hmm...?" I slowly open my eyes just to see an open book in front of me. Page 24? I don't remember falling asleep while studying... What am I studying anyway? I sleepy wonder as I snuggled against my warm firm pillow, slowly being lulled back to sleep by a steady heartbeat through my pillow that matches my heartbeat and even my breath. *paper sound* When was the last time I slept this well? I feel like all my exhaustion and troubles are just melting away into a nice blur feeling... Like I don't have a care in the world right now.

"These are introductions to our company's future business expansions. Take a look." "Okay." Chloe began reading them attentively. Strangely, the font on the pages appeared unusually small and tightly spaced, causing her to feel drowsy after reading for a while. The room lacked air conditioning, but as the minutes passed, the warm sunlight streamed in, casting a cozy and inviting glow. Fatigue gradually overcame her, causing her eyelids to grow heavier and heavier. "Could you please get me a glass of orange juice?" Chloe requested, realizing that she desperately needed a break to keep herself awake. The drowsiness was overwhelming.

Close your eyes, my little tiger, go to sleep. "But the baby tiger doesn't want to sleep. If I close my eyes, I won't be able to see the sky..." In the mobile phone's reading app, the low, slow, and magnetic sound of reading floated out, setting the tone of the room more warm, which also made the woman seem to be radiating a kind of soft light. This scene caused him to be unable to refrain himself from stopping. He stopped t and relaxed his entire bodies. It seemed that his body was no longer so uncomfortable.

Selene I bite my lip while inside my room, I said I'm going to sleep but I can't sleep Scam! I've been reading a book for a while to fall asleep but I still don't feel sleepy I'm really obsessed with Klyde, I can't get him out of my mind. I'm trying to concentrate on sleeping but he's stuck in my mind I feel like he charmed me I didn't want to go out and walk down the stairs but I stopped when I saw Klyden also going up, he wasn't walking well and he was about to fall is he drunk

I had so many plans for the future. SLADE It seemed my little Daisy didn’t need to be wooed. She was doing that herself with my bank account. I didn’t mind, she would never put a dent in any of my accounts no matter how much she spent. My eyes picked up, seeing her asleep in the chair, having set the laptop on the pedestal next to the chair, my phone on her chest. My eyes were locked in, watching her softly breathe, chest pushing up and down. I had never seen anyone look so peaceful and even in her sleep, a smile sat on her face.

Maya woke Sunday morning to sunlight and the book open on her chest. She'd fallen asleep reading again. The pages were bent. Her hand was still resting on the spine. She'd made it halfway through. Again. She sat up. The floor was cold. She didn't bother with socks. Her phone buzzed. Idris: You awake? Barely. Did you read all night? Most of it. Did you find what you missed? She looked at the page. The words were the same. The sentences hadn't changed. But something felt different.

The sudden darkness in the small bedroom felt heavy. I had packed four books for this trip. Four heavy, literary novels. I had a meticulous reading schedule mapped out in my notebook. I had even curated a playlist specifically designed for reading near water. Uncle David had a lot to answer for.. When sleep had refused to come to my eyes I carefully slid out from under the sheet. I heard a disturbing, weak sound in the mattress that made my heart stopped. I took a deep breath, then waited for the slow rhythmic breathing of baby max, across the hall to tell me that nothing had been disturbed.

Read enough to understand the quality of what was happening. The first message she read that stopped her was from a woman she did not know, in a city she had never visited, who had apparently read the entire book between midnight and four in the morning and had written to say: I did not sleep. I could not sleep. Every time I thought I could put it down I found I could not put it down because it felt like putting down the only honest thing I had encountered in years. I have been in that kitchen. I have stood at that counter. I did not know anyone else had been there until this morning.

He squinted his eyes and pursed his lips. “Hah! You got me.” He didn’t deny it nor confirm it. “Please don’t do it. It’s similar to your mental torture.” Sleepy was begging hard, kneeling on the floor and clasping his hands together, desperately. “Fine. I’ll put that aside.” “How about mind reading?” Smile smiled sheepishly. “Don’t push your luck too hard,” he snorted and stretched his body. “But–” Sleepy wanted to retort. “No can do. Y’all have similar abilities. I taught you so. Use that to your advantage.” He denied the request instantly.