Sonic Tired Novels & Stories

"Jared, the signal is weak, so I'm raising my voice. Luckily, I still got a signal. What's the news about our company?" "Actually, Tito is sick. It seems like he was considering sending you home." "Oh? But what's wrong with him?" There was a hint of concern in his voice because of his father's reported condition. "Stressed"—maybe but it's not that bad, Howard. Somehow, you still need to manage SLI. Tito will call you after his rest. How are you there?"

For the third time, I press the dial button. It rings. Not just once or twice. Not even three times. Four. My thumb hovers over the end button. I almost hang up, thinking he is asleep or too busy to talk. Then his voice finally comes through. It sounds so tired and rough, like gravel under tires, heavy with exhaustion that makes my chest ache a little. “Hey,” he says again, quieter this time, as if even speaking takes effort. “Sorry. I saw the calls earlier. Just… got caught up in something.”

Tears gather at the brim of my eyes and as I part my lips to speak, a soft sob hiccups from my throat. “I can’t sleep…” I cry, and I can’t stop myself, my watery voice quavering, “I’m tired, Marcel. I’m so, so, so tired. I just want to sleep, but I can’t! I can’t sleep, because I fall asleep and then I wake up every 30 minutes and then I can’t fall asleep again for hours and oh…”

Lyra finished the last online business meeting with Dame and Zin, feeling exhausted. She leaned back in her chair and let out a long sigh. "I'm so tired," she said, rubbing her eyes. Dame shrugged and said, "You’ve done a ton of meetings this afternoon. I think you are prone to experiencing something like that since you have worked too hard, Miss Lyra. You need a break."

When the ravioli arrived, Serena took one bite and immediately understood why Theo looked so insufferably pleased. “Don’t.” “I haven’t said anything.” “Your face has.” “My face is enjoying a beautiful moment.” Serena took another bite before pointing her fork toward him. “Your face is about to lose access to my table.” Theo laughed as he reached for his glass. “Still not apologizing?” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Lunch slipped easily from there. They talked about Laurent Motorsport, the upcoming schedule and Marcus’s increasingly detailed notes, including Serena’s strong objection to his description of her throttle application as impatient.

“Sweet dreams, gorgeous.” Morning comes way too early for my liking when I am awoken by the shrillness of my alarm, reminding me that I need to change the tone to something a lot more ambient. Maybe birds chirping or something like that, or some Zen music. I feel groggy, over tired and like I haven’t slept at all. That’s what just four hours of sleep will do to you and endless nights of hardly any sleep. My whole body aches with tiredness, it feels all consuming.

she said quietly. “I know,” he sighed, leaning his head back against the seat. “But I’m tired, mine.” That hurt her more than anger would have. Hayden rarely admitted exhaustion. “This is worse than Edward,” he muttered. “Troy is… he’s poisoning everything. Our businesses and reputations.”

he exhaled and looked up to me like he was tired of me talking. If not for anyone for those kids, the sick ones in the doctors ward…they ought to stand up. “No one ever has an intention to ruin someone till they get a reason and she has a valid reason for ruining my pack years ago…destroyed thos healthy people! Can I have a moment of break from you?” My shoulders fell as he yelled, everything he pointed was so true and…I'm so tired, so freaking tired and I'm losing my mind.

Maya POV I slid down against the closed door feeling drained. I hugged my knees and let the tears flow freely. I was beyond exhausted, physically, and mentally. I barely slept the past couple of days and when I did it was full of unsettling dreams. I'm reaching my limit, I can feel it. I'm tired and in need of a break soon. A day off, no more like a week off spent crying and sleeping until all the stress is out of my system. But I still need to keep myself together for Eliane, for Eric and Eliza. It's the worst time ever to burn out.

I turned on the bed feeling so tired, exhausted and out of place. Someone suddenly tapped me, probably trying to wake me up or something. "Leave me alone, I'm so tired already" I complained throwing the person's hand off my body. "Perhaps if you didn't drink so much and dance like that, you won't be as tired as this right now!" I heard Jaxon's cold and strict voice scolding me and I stiffened in a laugh feeling excited that at least, he still cares about me.