Wake Up And Strands Novels & Stories

Playlist ~ Alan Walker - Spectre Anna's alarm woke her up at 6.30am the next day. She sat up and raised her fist in in the air and screamed "Woohoo" excitedly. Her face was plastered with a wide grin that could easily make one think she just won billions of dollars lottery. But to Anna, having the opportunity to attend her dream campus and have lectures is worth more than that.

I know I'm dreaming, but I can't seem to wake up. When I wake up, my throat is raw, and even though it felt like I was sleeping for hours, I was only asleep for less than forty minutes. I go to wash my face, and when I look into the mirror, I don't recognise the face staring back at me. I've not recognised her for a long time. I try to remember the last time I ate and come up blank, a girl with shoulder length silver hair, a too thin face and dull brown eyes surrounded by bruises caused by lack of sleep stare back at me. I remember a time when I was pretty. My hair was waistlength back then, framing a face with delicate features, and my eyes were full of life. Now, I am a shell of the person

His hand brushed against me, but I gently moved it away. "You're tired. Just sleep," I muttered. ... I woke up early the next morning, picking out a casual T-shirt, a denim skirt, and white sneakers. I tied my hair into a bun and did my makeup. In the mirror, I looked like an energetic young girl with fair skin, a slender figure, and bright eyes. Derrick, on the other hand, was still recovering from a hangover. His eyes were bloodshot, with dark circles underneath. Luckily, his features were decent, and he wasn't that old. Once he put on the white T-shirt, knee-length denim shorts, and white sneakers I'd prepared for him, he looked livelier.

Thea woke up as her alarm rang. She sat on the bed and stretched her arms like a cat. The vision in front of her blurry and she rubbed her eyes for some time to get a clear vision. She looked at the time and saw she got up on time. It made her happy. If gets up on time than it means that she will reach her school on time and her day will get good it. She forced herself out of the bed and went to washroom. She took her brush and squeezed out some paste on it and started to brush her teeth. After she was done, she rinsed her mouth.

Serra the alpha qauters i must be quick and efficent before alpha kane comes back i run through the bathroom swept mop vaccume wipe the window and seals make his bed and then the door opens there he is in all his glory shirtless and all oh sweet mother of moon goddess why do you do this to me i have a mate out there somewhere. `hello there beautiful` `hi` `are you hungry` i look at the food knowing im starving i hope he doesnt hear my stomach growl.

When she woke again, she was lying on a hospital bed. The damning images from the black box surged back into her mind. She yanked out her IV needle in a blind frenzy. A nurse, catching sight of her wild struggle, quickly restrained her, shouting for a doctor to sedate her. "I want to see Kurt…" … I was at home, recovering, when my phone wouldn't stop ringing. My mother, finally unable to bear the noise, urged me softly. "Who keeps calling? Could it be something urgent?" I glanced at the glowing screen. That number—I could recognize it with my eyes closed.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN: Venturing Out Patrick awoke suddenly, his head snapping up. There was no moment of blissful disorientation when he thought he was in his bed in the dorm, his biggest worry being that he might be late for class. He knew instantly where he was and how dire his circumstances were.

✦ 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐓 ✦ I woke up the next morning feeling like I hadn't slept at all. The very first thing I did was reach out and grab my phone from the nightstand, my thumb unlocking the screen before my brain was even fully awake. The chat thread was exactly how I had left it. No new notifications. No follow-up messages. Just those six words staring back at me from the dark screen.

I didn't want to be alone, not now. The weight of the bed shifts and his arm sneaks its way over my waist. He tucks himself up against me. His entire body pressed up against mine. I had never felt so safe. I have no idea what time it is when I wake. I see the daylight peeking in through the curtains and as I roll over, I realise that I am alone. His scent was weak, he had left hours ago. Padding across the carpet to the bathroom, I catch myself in the mirror. I looked a mess, my hair was stuck up everywhere, healing bruises sat on my hips, but most importantly was the jagged red mark on my neck.

" He ordered politely with an aura of authority. She stood, trembling on both legs as she stared at his deep brown eyes assessing her with a firm face. "Striscia! (*Strip!!)" She kicked off her sneakers and started working on the buttons on her tartan checked patterned shirt. She gives him her back as she unsnaps her bra. "Now I want to see. Turn back around. Show me!" She turned around nervously with her eyes closed as she began to remove her bra slowly, feeling her tits spring out. She removed her belt and moved down her denim jeans, freeing her pretty legs completely from it as it dropped on the floor.