Wake Up And Strands Novels & Stories

My CEO husband, Martin Gentry, finds out I volunteered to donate some of my brainstem tissue to wake Evelyn Stout, the woman he's never gotten over. He finally leaves the monastery where he's spent the past seven years praying for her. For the first time, he comes to see me at the office and asks what I want in return. Everyone assumes I'll use the opportunity to ask him for a baby and secure my place as his wife. Instead, I hand him divorce papers. Everyone thinks I'm just playing hard to get. Martin's expression turns cold. He removes me from every position I hold at the company. Then he promotes Evelyn, gives her a raise, and tells me to think long and hard about what I've done. What

*********** The next morning, I wake up to the sun drifting through the curtains and shining directly onto my face. I groan and cover my face for a moment. My head pounds. Memories come rushing back to me. The whiskey. The club. My eyes snap open. The stranger. Last night, inside this room. Heat rushes to my face, “Oh my God…” I sit up too quickly, only for dizziness to hit me. Tangled white sheets slide down my body as I press a hand to my forehead. But the bedroom is silent. Too silent. “Hello?” I glance around the room, my clothes are scattered on the floor exactly where I’d left them.

Lying in separate rooms in the same apartment they texted each other all night. In the morning, Mrs Haward woke up excited about the day. She took a shower and put on something casual. In her hand, she was holding a brown envelope. She smiled and placed it on the table, stepped out of her room and had her breakfast alone. She was not bothered; Mirenda was not in the apartment. Mirenda was the least of her worries. She sat on the sofa and read a magazine waiting for James and Julia.

“Wake up, sleepyhead! Knowing the scene I made at a party yesterday while intoxicated would keep me up much beyond midnight if I were you.” Melanie said, opening the curtains and the rays from the morning sun seeped through the room, causing Amanda to squint. She sat up on the bed, yawning, with her mouth wide open. She stretched in satisfaction as her consciousness cleared. Disoriented, she looked around, her eyes adjusting to the bright light. she ruffled her messy hair and plopped down on the bed.

Selena woke to the soft, insistent buzz of her phone, a gentle intrusion on her slumber. The morning sunlight, a pale gold, was seeping through the gaps in her curtains, painting delicate stripes across her bedroom floor. A strange flutter of anticipation, a nervous excitement she hadn't felt in what seemed like a lifetime, stirred within her. With a sleepy yawn, she reached over to check the screen, her heart skipping a beat, a warmth spreading through her when she saw the familiar name.

Nothing sticks. Morning creeps in softly, pale and unforgiving. The room smells like yesterday—perfume gone flat, emotions still sharp. My head aches in that dull, lingering way that comes from thinking too much and resting too little. I stare at the ceiling, counting breaths, waiting for the world to feel normal again. My phone buzzes on the bedside table. I flinch like I’ve been caught doing something wrong. Layla. > Layla: Are you awake?

He rushed downstairs and suddenly threw himself toward Amanda, who was holding the long straw, pretending to fall. And in that instant, the straw snapped completely in half.

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.

The sound of the phone ringing startles me. Waking up in a strange place, staring at unfamiliar walls, it takes me a minute to realize where I am, and more importantly, who is lying next to me. It dawns on me it's not my phone ringing. As I nudge Mason, he opens those gorgeous, brown eyes, and I have to admit, I love being the first thing he sees. It doesn't take him any time to realize where he is, and he instantly focuses on my face, rewarding me with a grin.

Chapter Twenty Eight Security Breach Sage had woken up after that crazy dream like nothing strange had happened. Jared didn’t say a word either. But she knew she had to get the day started. She finished her Ju-Jitsu class early and went straight into the locker room. Things seemed to be at the normal everyday pace of life, and she was really beginning to like that. She quickly changed into a little black dress that she had fallen in love with a few weeks ago. She knew that Jared would be working at the house and she needed his help getting things ready.