The Night Shift Novels & Stories

I'm quiet because I actually feel guilty about all of this, I feel like I would have been able to do something. “No, that's not it, mom. I'm not scared of the news, and I will not get any nightmares,” I say and mom smiles. “Goodnight honey!” mom says and I wave, “Goodnight mom,” I say. She flips my light switch off and darkness floods the entire room. I turn off my phone and now I'm in absolute darkness, the kind of darkness where I can't even tell whether I'm lying or standing. After a few seconds of counting sheep, I fade. into my subconscious, gradually.

"You won't believe what happened last night during my shift." I leaned forward, intrigued by the prospect of a good story. "Do tell, Jessy. I'm all ears." Jessy leaned back in her chair, a grin forming on her lips. "So, you know how I was on the night shift, right? Well, I was trying to stay awake, but you know how it goes—sometimes your body just gives up on you." I chuckled, empathizing with the struggle of staying awake during those late hours. Night shifts could be challenging, especially when exhaustion started to take over.

' he said in his deep and authoritative voice last week. Well, he can count on me, working in a nightclub is exactly what I want. So, I will make it happen. In the future, I should be working on the first shift with Silas at the Quilox, from four to eleven, Wednesday to Saturday. The guy who has resigned was on that shift too, so it should become permanent which suits me just fine as it will leave me Monday and Tuesday off to spend time with Baron. Working on night shifts scared me a bit in the beginning, because it meant having less time with Baron but he said we would adapt. Since he is his own boss, he can adjust his schedule and said he would simply swap his morning tasks to the evening.

There was no amount of concealer to hide the shadows around those eyes and I had my hair pulled back in a bun so tight it was hurting me. I was twenty-six. I was supposed to be completing a degree, or traveling, or at least having a drink with friends that didn’t only talk about their tips at the diner. My mates did party but not me. Instead, I was calculating the cost of feeding and bills to pay. "Next stop, Damen," the overhead voice crackled. I stood up, my knees cracking. Every joint in my body felt like it would fail. I’d just finished a ten hour shift, and the sun was barely out. Most people were just waking up while I was just trying to make it to the front of my door.

“You’re shutting me out again.” “I’m protecting you.” “By being silent and not letting me in on anything? If this is your way of protecting then I would rather decline” “Do you trust me?” he asked suddenly. The question caught me off guard. “What?” “Do you trust me, Amber?” I hesitated. “That’s what I thought.” With that, he turned and walked away. Adrian’s POV Everything was in place. The location, timing and movement, the leak would happen tonight. Amber’s schedule had been adjusted. Not the usual schedule they are used to. It would make them disorderly and unknowingly come out of their hiding.

Dad gave you fifteen days to think. — But there aren’t many options... anyway. — Sis, don’t suffer. The two embraced tightly. Despite always being busy with family obligations, Vicente loved his sister and wanted her happiness. He didn’t like the situation, but he respected family hierarchies. Sarah said goodbye to her brother and locked herself in her room. The day dawned with a gray fog, and insomnia consumed her. She lay down, staring at the canopy of the bed, with her heart in conflict and her mind agitated. She wasn’t ambitious; she didn’t dream of hunting a rich man; she just wanted a solid career. However, her needs were ignored in a world of business. Tired, she finally fell asleep.

My schedules are not the best in the world, since the head nurse has taken it upon herself to punish me for all the problems I have had, so of course she sent me to the night shift. The night shift is not only at night, but I also have to be with Dr. Mark in the morning, since I am his assistant. My work with him ends at five in the afternoon, and the night shift begins at eight at night and ends at five in the morning. I haven't been able to sleep well, even though my break is in the cafeteria. The owner of the hospital has offered to pay me to work there on my breaks, I think I have made more mo

"Now all of you place your mobile in this drawer and jot down your mobile model and color on this paper. But before that save my number on mobile. My mobile number is....." He pointed at the drawer and everyone took out their mobile. They all typed his number and saved it. They looked at their mobile and then placed their mobiles in the drawer, unwillingly. Followed by jotting down on the paper, they waited for the next order. "Miss Isma, Amal, and Mr. Muneeb you are in for the day shift, and Miss Nayyab, Taha, and Mr.Arham are for the day shift. The morning shift begins from 6:00 in the morning to 5 pm in the evening and the evening shift begins from 5 till 12 pm. You can sometimes be asked

The second makes my eyes water. Mel watches me demolish half the plate before speaking again. "Night shift is Tuesday through Saturday, six PM to two AM. Seven fifty an hour plus tips, which aren't great but they help. You get a meal per shift and can take home any leftovers we're tossing." "That sounds perfect." "It's hard work. Drunk college kids, truckers passing through, occasional creeps who think waitresses are free entertainment." She crosses her arms. "You tough enough for that?" I think about last week. The public humiliation, the family abandonment, the starvation, the loneliness.

Luckily no one had ever found me when I had shifted. “No need to be nervous,” Travian says. “Sorry, it’s just usually I am alone when I shift so if something is to happen no one gets hurt and I usually only shift at night,” I admit. “Why only at night?” Dazriel asked. “I blend in more at night so no one can see me that easily,” I answered.