Undertale #insomnia Novels & Stories

Voices awoke her well before Jo was ready to open her eyes. The sounds of men’s voices discussing something in hushed whispers across the room mingled with another voice, another male, a familiar one, emanating from her own mind, and she realized she’d fallen asleep with her IAC on. That didn’t happen often. By the time she realized it was her Uncle Elliott trying to get her attention, Jo’s eyes were open, and Leo and Zane were looking at her, wearing matching worried expressions.

~IVY~ The moonlight filters in through my window, illuminating the room. The moon is crescent but it shines as though it's full. The night is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop, there's no humming of insects, just intense quietness. But it's normal in Blackthorn academy, how do I know? I've gotten awake at night more times than I can count, my insomnia catching up to me and this night is no different. I've been having nightmares more frequently, especially since the attack. This time more scenes from the academy forest are added. Getting two hours of sleep is luck.

" Her parents nodded as well. At that moment, the huge monitor showed a countdown of ten seconds. Everyone quickly surrounded Charles, making him the star of the show. "You'll definitely get into a prestigious college, Charlie!" Charles glanced at me smugly. He then murmured, "See? Everything that belongs to you will soon be mine!" But the moment the scores were shown on the monitor, everyone was stunned upon seeing Charles' single-digit score. A look of disbelief took over Charles' features. He rushed forward to take a better look at his score. "How could this be? This isn't my score at all!" But he ended up triggering the hidden mechanism on the back of his pants, causing his pants to slid

Before I can even think about what to do, a familiar and friendly voice filtered into the surrounding surroundings. “Hey Illusions, it's me Frequency. So I can't see you right now because the Nightmare Master has cut my connection to certain technology. I'm sure you noticed some weird things happening, which is why I'm trying to get in contact with all the Nightmare Lords, not just to see if they're okay but to see if they know anything. Since your mute tap once for no and twice for yes, got it?” Aiden’s hand slipped from my shoulder as he watched me yank the knife from my shoulder and tap twice on the nearest object.

Ivy I woke up to being alone under the bed covers. Meeting that stranger last night felt surreal; he was perfect, and it was weird that I enjoyed everything that he did to me last night. His touch was like a drug that I wanted to keep getting more of. He must have left in the middle of the night because the door was unlocked. If I didn't get to see him, the memory was enough to make him get lost. He made me feel so good, and I thought to myself if it was another one of my hallucinations.

At night, Dicentra often accompanied Taylah, enjoying every moment spent with her and Louis. However, Taylah was haunted by dreams of being caught by her father and punished cruelly. Despite leaving everything behind, those nightmares clung to her, and the memories of that night remained vivid and inescapable. One night, she jerked awake, sitting up on the couch and rubbing her face with her hands. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead as she shuddered in place. His voice echoed in her mind, preventing her from finding peace. All she ever wanted was to sleep soundly, if only just once and for all.

Adding salt to ever door way and window sill Jared made sure he did what Sage would want him to do so they both would live to see any day. He couldn’t help but think he should have brought Sage here where he could keep an eye on her himself, but she would have fought him every step of the way then she would have shut down not saying one word for days. When he was satisfied with everything, he poured himself into bed in hopes of having dreamless sleep. But Jared wasn’t that lucky. He opened his eyes to find himself in the astral plane. Everything was black and white. He stood in a field of wheat. He could hear crying.

I found it impossible to sleep due to the intense feelings that I had experienced with Ikaris. I cleaned my room until two a.m. to take my mind off things. Despite the distractions, my mind was fixated on him, and I couldn't help but constantly think about him. I found myself unable to get his hazel-brown eyes, his alluring lips, and his charming smile out of my mind as I lay in bed. There was a warm and pleasant sensation that washed over me as I reflected on the tingles he caused when our hands made contact. I closed my eyes for a moment, took a deep breath, and whispered to myself, "Breathe, Alassandra, just breathe."

An inexplicable curiosity, perhaps, about the woman who had dared to confront him so unrelentingly. As he lay in his expansive bed, gazing at the ceiling bathed in the dim moonlight, Mace was well aware that he loathed this situation. He couldn't sleep, and it wasn't just because of Nysaa. It was the unfamiliar tug of emotions, the gnawing annoyance, and a tinge of curiosity that made slumber elude him. Despite his frustration, he knew he needed to resolve the situation with Nysaa. He might hate to admit it, but her presence had become a lingering annoyance in his otherwise controlled life. It was an unwelcome disruption, and he couldn't allow it to persist.

Now that he's gone, it will be easier for him to catch me and I'm afraid that if he does, I won't be able to wake up. -Nothing will happen to you. My parents continued to ignore it, but I could not be calm. Without the spirit protecting me, that being was going to catch me and I didn't want that to happen. A tremendous anxiety took hold of me and I didn't want to go back to sleep. I decided to stay awake during the nights, despite how sleepy I was, I struggled to stay awake. I got dark circles under my eyes and found it harder and harder to stay awake. The lack of sleep was beginning to hinder my work on the farm and I felt like I was living dead. My mood changed drastically and Sebastian no