Wake Up And Run Novels & Stories

Waking up late, by my standards, was something I hadn’t experienced in years. Normally, the first alert from my systems would drag me out of bed before six in the morning, my fingers flying over the keyboards even before my eyes were fully open. Today, the sun was already high when consciousness decided to return to my body. And what a body.

Ariana jerked up even before the sound of the alarm. She had programmed her brain last night to wake her up by 4am so she could go for a run. She slipped into her sports clothes and headed out. When she got out, she placed her earpiece in her ear and listened to her music as she jogged to the rhythm. She was engrossed in the music that she didn't notice a figure in front of her. Okay, maybe she noticed but decided to ignore it. She kept jogging and with each steps, the figure got closer, until...

Lya It was dark out when I woke up. Lights were off, and moonlight streamed through the window. My arm brace had been taken off, and the bed returned to laying flat. I hadn’t even noticed anyone come in. The room was quiet, save for the beeping of monitors and a soft snore. I looked over, expecting to see Trevor. The form in the chair was decidedly not him. I reached out to the wolf in my head. 'So you couldn’t warn me that some random guy turned up here?'

The next morning comes out very busy. And I wake up very early ,going on my normal morning run. I put on a half cut top and a blue joggers ,my newly formed abs in display. Stuffing my ear with Grayson ear plugs ,funny he left his phone with me. He still has my phone. Breathing In the fresh morning air comes out as one of the greatest feeling ever. I run for some miles, staying on an already cleared part so it would be easy to find my way back.

Savannah The next morning couldn’t come fast enough. I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing on the nightstand, groaned, and squinted at the screen. It was Julian. “Morning,” his voice came through as soon as I picked up, and for someone speaking at 5:30 a.m, he was way too chippy. “What?” I croaked, still half-asleep. “I’m downstairs,” he said. “Put on some sneakers. We’re going running.”

Xander BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. I rose from my slumber, silencing the persistent alarm which indicated it was 5 am. Just another day. I roll out of bed, stretching my body with a satisfying pop of joints and a flex of muscles. The routine is familiar. Off to the bathroom to attend to nature’s call, then into my workout attire. A protein smoothie prepares me for the upcoming regimen. As I lace up my running shoes, the call of the pack territory beckons, and I run to make sure the patrol is in place.

Blood Awakening Chapter 14: Sweet spot Morning came in just a snap of fingers. Maridelle woke up with a pair of warm arms around her waist. She checked who it was just to find Lachlan cuddling her. Immediately, she checked if he got some clothes on. Maridelle cannot bear the thought of him sleeping beside her naked. For a moment, hot blood pooled on her cheeks. Slowly, with courage, she took peek under the blanket. It's a relief to see that he is wearing clothes. The landlady must have left it outside their room for him.

Edith was annoyed, but when she noticed that I was awake, she raised her eyebrows proudly and took a bite of the fruit. Evelyn's face lit up with joy. "I've removed the pits from the cherries for you." I opened my dry lips and hoarsely called out, "Mom." Though Evelyn had her back to me, I could feel her smile freeze. After a long silence, she spoke coldly. "Now that you're awake, you should go home. The hospital charges for the bed." Stunned, I looked at the IV in Edith's hand, but I had nothing.

The zombie was trying to remember the name of this Dark but he couldn’t. “Do you intend to awaken them all? It’s impossible,” the garrison commander growled. Though there wasn’t a rag of confidence in his voice now. “They’ve been awoken, Sir Glein,” the necromancer chuckled. “They have only to stand up and come.” “But they’re lying in steel coffins!”

Like when I wake up and he isn’t here I know he was at least thinking about what I would find when I wake up. Good morning sweetheart, I woke up early but I thought I should let you sleep. I’ve gone for a run and I’ll be downstairs getting some work done. Come down when you’re up and we can decide where you want to put your stuff and whatever else needs figuring. No need to rush, we have all day. -Bellamy