The Sleepwalkers Novels & Stories

The message was clear - I was worthless in their eyes, undeserving of any basic comforts. At night I collapsed into my bunk, muscles aching down to the bone. Sleep brought fleeting escape, but also vivid nightmares of the attack that had destroyed my old life. I often woke in a cold sweat, stifling sobs to avoid disturbing others. The only thing keeping me going was the rumor mill among the slaves. In hushed, furtive whispers exchanged while the Watchers weren't looking, I learned more of this place and its leaders. The Night Walker pack was run by a set of particularly brutal triplet Alphas - Leo, Luke, and Damien. They kept the entire pack under their thumb by fear and violence, ruthlessly

“What’s the point of talking about this now? Whether in my past life or this one, I can never forgive you. The best outcome for us is to never see each other again.” I looked away and clung tighter to Marco’s arm. “Come on.” Marco glanced at me, then at the disheveled figure on the opposite side of the street. Not asking any questions, he gripped my hand tighter. “Alright. Let’s go home.” In the back, the shadow sank to his knees as scattered chamomile petals swirled across the ground in the wind. Still, not a single soul turned back.

Besides the ever present growl, I'd developed a nighttime issue and it was frustrating both of us. The problem was that I had taken to sleeping out of doors. I usually walked out there after I had gone to sleep. Most mornings I woke up in the woods with Joel snoozing beside me. I'd always been a sleepwalker when I was anxious, just never this bad. Joel said it was the oddest thing he'd ever seen, but he was a good mate. He always went with me. He said he tried to talk to me when I was like that, but I was persistent about where I wanted to be. If he put me back in bed I just got up and walked out again.

Before he was completely off the field he looked back at the position TB was occupying and what he got was a middle finger and a smile of satisfaction on the face of his skipper. The sight of the large digital clock was the only thing on his mind when he walked off the field; it felt like he had just taken a long stressful trip to the North Pole. He knew and believed in the existence of a condition known as ‘Somnambulism’ which was also known as ‘Sleepwalking’ but what he had never heard of was ‘Sleepstanding.’ He could bet his life that what he had just experienced wasn’t a dream or a vision. It was like a trance and a reality within the core of a blur. Finding a spot on a long concrete ben

Besides the ever-present growl, she'd developed a nighttime issue, and it was frustrating both of them. The problem was that she had taken to sleeping out of doors. She usually walked out there after she had gone to sleep. Most mornings she woke up in the woods with Kyle snoozing beside her. She'd always been a sleepwalker when she was anxious, just never this bad. Kyle said it was the oddest thing he'd ever seen, but he was a good mate. He always went with her. He said he tried to talk to her when she was like that, but she was persistent about where she wanted to be. If he put her back in bed, she just got up and walked out again.

There was Velnair, its gates looming ahead — not opened, not chained, but watching. The heat curled under Serena’s ribs as she neared. The flame hovering near her shoulder pulsed brighter, as if it, too, remembered this city. Lucian walked next to her, quiet and close. His eyes scanned the towers. Elias trailed, fingers drumming the hilt of his crossbow. It was the pack too, heads high, steps steady. They were no longer survivors . They were Lightwalkers now — keepers of the old truths, and the courage to proclaim them.

I was too close but I didn’t say anything because honestly, I was loving every bit of second I get to spend time with her. The walk back was quiet, it was not awkward or tense like it normally was whenever Barbara and I hung out together. This time, it was different and much more peaceful and quiet. It was like the both of us were thinking too much to speak and I kept glancing at her, making sure she was still there, beside me. Something about this didn’t sit right with me Sleepwalking was common, that could happen to anyone. Geoffrey once sleepwalked to my dad’s room a night before we turned twelve. It was one of the most awkward nights ever, definitely never wanting that to happen again.

Lily said, "Something like that." I stopped walking and said, "You are joking right?" Lily said, "I do not joke." I looked at her. She was serious. I said, "Okay explain." Lily began to explain, “Dreamwalkers use mana to access another world. Let’s call that world the dream world. Every living thing’s dreams manifest there, I mean the good ones, bad ones, nightmares, everything. A dreamwalker’s job is to patrol that world, make sure nothing crosses over into reality and causes problems. But when a dreamwalker sleeps, they can unconsciously open a gateway. If they’re having nightmares… that gateway stays open. And things come through.”

Better not finish that thought. "What is it now?" No answer. She walked in, closed the door then moved to stand at the foot of the bed "Did you want something? Hey, Cl..." he'd forgotten her name again. Pushing the sheets away, he bent forward to take a closer look at her. She was staring at him but it was as if she couldn't see him. Was she sleep walking? Before he could say anything, she climbed into his bed, curled up and slept. He tried shaking her awake but got no reaction. At first he thought it was a prank of some sort. Maybe she had joined hands with Adrian and found more ways to anger him. Or she was pretending and was waiting for him to sleep so she could do something. Technically

she can’t help herself retaliate. “I can hear you.” The walk proceeded with the two quarrelling through their minds. It had been long enough and the two wondered about time. But, nothing in there was bound in time. They were locked in a timeless place. Few more long walks had passed and the two felt being drought. They walked weak until they saw themselves floating in the blackness and then unwantedly, they fell asleep. ***