The Sleepwalkers Novels & Stories

"I made it clear in my message: our engagement is canceled. Your whole family already moved into Bruce's luxury apartment. So why are you even bothering with me?" Karla screamed in anger. "Ugh! That scoundrel tricked us! We'd just moved in when we were kicked out. Our old house has been sold—we have nowhere to go! "Nick, we were wrong! We shouldn't have trusted him! You're such a good boy—please give Sophie another chance!" Sophie pulled a medical report out of her bag and thrust it in front of me. "Nick! You can't leave me—I'm already pregnant with your child!"

in the Loom-Walkers' equation. The Siege was broken when Elen launched the Soot-Walker directly into the heart of the Loom-Walkers' formation. The ship wasn't a shape; it was a "Vibration of Filth." The sheer "Messiness" of the nuclear-steam exhaust "Clouded" the Loom-Walkers' geometric vision, forcing them to retreat back into the "Deep-Logic" of the void. They couldn't erase Oura because they couldn't "Define" it.

When inched forward I noticed the second figure was no longer visible “Where’d they go?” I whispered. I kept going, climbing the bridge slowly. The first figure was still ahead of me. When I got closer, I realized something strange—whoever it was, they were sleepwalking. Their steps were slow and clumsy. “Hey,” I said softly. “Hey—are you okay?” No answer. The moment I reached for them I heard a loud deafening scream which echoed through the streets. “Help! I’m about to die! I’m about to die!” Came the scream. “Help!!”

Kael whispered. “My inheritance,” I said. “Or my curse.” Before Alexander could speak, the walls screamed. Shapes emerged—twisted, humanoid, cloaked in shadows that bled into the stone. Their eyes glowed like coals. Their mouths didn’t open, but we heard them. You were not meant to enter. Victor backed up slowly. “Ah. There they are.” “The Sleepers,” Alexander said grimly. I stepped forward. “We came for answers.” One of the Sleepers moved, voice inside my skull. You came for power. And you brought the blood that once broke us.

No, the house was silent as the grave tonight, well almost silent. The soft breathing of deep restful sleep from upstairs, it seems mother has already gone to bed- cruel, wicked woman, sleeping like a new born babe on the very same day she watched her only daughter die-and the shallow gasps of our housekeeper weeping silently-she must be getting soft in her old age-and the slow swing of something heavy through the air. Swish. Swish.

The bewitched had breached the secondary door. Healers lay dead across the threshold, throats torn out by hands they’d once trusted. At the far end, surrounding the two joined cots where Lyra and Aziel slept, stood fifteen possessed wolves (palace guards, maids, even the ancient librarian) forming a perfect circle, palms bleeding, chanting in a language that hurt to hear. The Sleepers’ bodies were glowing (veins lit up like molten silver, chests barely moving). Kaelin didn’t hesitate. She charged straight into the circle, sword singing. “GET AWAY FROM THEM!”

I stopped at my rant and swallowed the anger that boiled in me. I don't need that right now! "Go on and talk." "I don't need your permission to talk. I just don't have time for your banters." I walked down to his thick bed. He walked pass me in a small black knickers and an armless white shirt, down to the door then twisted the key at the door. "Locked?" "Hmm! Locked! Because I have opportunity to do what I have always wanted. Right?" This doesn't seem like a joke.

Sarah When I woke up Joshua was gently rubbing my head, whispering in my ear. “Wake up sleepy head. Everyone wants to go on a hike today.” I didn’t dare tell him I’d barely gotten any sleep. I sat up and looked around the room, trying to catch my bearings. Joshua leaned in to kiss me good morning but I pushed him away. The last thing I remembered, my mouth was filled with Nate’s semen. I wasn’t about to kiss Joshua. “Not now. I have morning breath,” I told him.

Perhaps if he could get her in there. The old family doctor at Courtenay House had recommended that she be allowed to wake up naturally rather than be abruptly woken from her sleepwalk and he had also informed them that often these bouts of ‘walking’ could be attributed to some kind of trouble, stress, or trauma that the walker might have suffered. Sasha didn’t need to look very far to find the cause of tonight’s trouble, and inwardly he cursed not just Vicky but J.J. as well. Didn’t the man know just how lucky he was… what he, Sasha, would give to change places with him?

Guilt and regret tangled inside me, regret for severing my blood ties and shame for mistaking defiance for love. The following evening, when I descended the grand staircase, I found Ethan and Ella seated at the long dining table with Mia between them. The table was set with freshly harvested blood crystals and goblets filled with warmed crimson elixir. The dark liquid shimmered faintly in crystal glass, and the air carried the metallic sweetness of blood blended with spiced herbs. They sat close together, their silhouettes nearly touching, a portrait of domestic harmony. I stood at the top of the stairs and felt like an intruder disrupting a scene that had already decided its roles.