Sonic Tired Novels & Stories

I hissed, not recognizing the voice that came from me. It’s so cold, mimicking the coldness that’s coursing through my body. “Bobbie-” “Stop!” I grunted, swatting his hand away. “I’m tired. Why can’t you just leave me the fuck alone?” His deep exhale was his only response. The next thing I knew, I was alone again. This is how it’s supposed to be. They should give up as well because who would want someone like me? ~~ All of them just don’t fucking get it. I’m tired. What’s so hard to understand about it? I just want to rest here in my bed because I’m exhausted.

A burst of energetic music reverberated through Vin's mansion as June danced and prepared breakfast. "Breakfast is served!" she yelled over the loud music. "What the hell?" Sonia screamed, drawing June's attention due to the excessive volume. "What?" June yelled back, struggling to hear over the blaring music. "Could you turn that down?" Sonia pointed at the MP3 player. "I'm sorry," June quickly turned off the music. "What's got you so excited?" Sonia asked, curious about June's sudden burst of energy.

I’m exhausted. Our little miss is sucking my energy right out of me. I sigh, placing my hands over his on my belly, “thank you, Titus, for understanding. It’s not that I don’t want to because I do. I’m so tired these days.” I whisper, and look away from his gaze. My hormones are all over the place, don’t get me wrong I want to fuck him one minute, then the next I’m exhausted. This is embarrassing to admit.

Sonia turned back to me with an apologetic look, but there was something distant about her eyes like she wasn’t fully present. “Sorry about that,” she said softly. “Jay’s just… you know, he’s tired. It’s been a long day.” I exhaled silently, trying to calm myself as I chuckled softly and waved it off. “Don't worry. He’s a kid and you know, They’re unpredictable.” I adjust my seat slightly, lowering my voice. “But Sonia, he really should learn some manners.” I couldn't help but try to let her know how mannerless her son is without making her angry

"Why are you here, hmm?" Severin pulled her into his arms and said, "Don't you miss me after being separated for a couple of days?" Sofia bit her sexy red lips and nodded softly. "I do, but aren't you tired after spending all those days refining pills? You're going to be exhausted if you do it again at night. You might collapse from fatigue since you haven't had a good rest yet for a couple of days." Severin lowered his head and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. "Don't worry. I have more than enough stamina, and you might be the one who's exhausted by the end of it."

Working long hours was difficult; it seemed as if they denied themselves of their personal life and the desire to eat on time. So I didn’t hesitate to approach them. “Guys, why don’t you take a break first? It’s past twelve, aren’t you hungry?” “We’re okay, Cherry, just give us some water,” Rexon replied while bowing to sign the CDs. “But, you look so tired and—” I couldn’t continue what I was supposed to say when he looked up at me. His eyes were darker than earlier. “I said, we’re okay! Look at them, they’re hungry, too, but they’re patiently waiting for them to be called!” he said as he pointed to the fans that patiently waiting.

It's still there, and it feels like it wasn't healing afterall. Hopefully the person who will make me happy will come sooner. I'm tired. Tired of myself, tired of the world, tired of everything. And I'm also tired of...living. If that person didn't come at the right time, I might.... break down and give-up. ***

Not grief, quite, though grief was in the vicinity. Something more fundamental than any of those things. The specific tiredness of a man who had been fighting something for a long time and had stopped fighting it not because he had won but because there was nothing left to fight, and in the cessation of the fighting had become aware of how much of himself the fighting had been using. Just tired. Deeply, completely, specifically tired. And then, behind the tiredness, Marcus said, something else. He had described it to Lily in the exact words he had used, which were: the first outline of something I don't have a word for yet but that I think is going to be better.

“Damn it! I’m tired! I’m tired of this!” The rawness of it stopped me cold. He sagged forward, breathing hard, shoulders heaving. His voice cracked not loudly, but enough. “I’m tired of needing help,” he continued hoarsely. “Tired of fighting my own damn body. Tired of—” He cut himself off, teeth grinding. “Just… tired.” I felt my chest ache. Slowly, carefully, I stepped closer. “Alpha Jaron—” “Leave it,” he snapped. Then quieter, sharper: “Just leave me alone.”

He pushed him back and stared at him in disbelief, his exhaustion has to be evident. "Stop messing with me man! Just stop. Get out. Delete my number. I'm done. I am done doing whatever this is anymore. So please, just leave and leave me the fuck alone." "Leo." "Please go. I am so tired. I do not know what is going on. Wait I do not need to know what's going on. I am just tired Jay. I am tired, do you understand? Please just leave, I do not want to deal with whatever this is today."