Waking Her Up Novels & Stories

BASH I wake up when Trinity whines beside me. I’m sure she had a bad dream, which is weird because since we sleep together, she never wakes me up because of a nightmare. I rub my half-opened eyes and sit up on our bed. I nudge her shoulder slowly, but she doesn’t budge, her whine gets stronger. “Trinity, wake up, baby,” I say as I continue nudging her shoulders. She jolts awake, throwing the blanket away. Her eyes widen, and her face fills with shock.

With the millions of thoughts in my head, I didn't realize when I dozed off. * * Writer ✓ He touched her, waking her up from her slumber. She mumbled, grinding on her teeth as if she was eating something. He tapped her again, and she finally woke up. Staring around her room, she rubbed her eyes gently. She turned on the light, looking at her both sides to see her son and husband sleeping calmly. She smiled. She just realized how thirsty she was, so she got out of the bed heading straight to the kitchen for a glass of cold water. She was damn sure not to have heard the television on while she came out of her room.

What am I supposed to do? "Jai, wake up," he began, placing his hands firmly on her shoulders. He began to shake her a bit. "Wake up. Come on, Jai." She still wasn't relaxing. Her eyes wouldn't open. He shook her a bit more. "Wake up! You gotta wake up!" She still didn't stir from her sleep. What now? I've gotta do something. There has to be a way.

She went to the bathroom to brush her teeth after which she proceeded to wake her hubby up "Kwesi sɔre na adɛ akyɛ( Wake up, it's morning)." She gently shook him awake. “Hey, how was your night?" He asked getting off the bed. “It was wonderful, breakfast is served by the way." She said as she walked out to the dining room.

Waking happened like surfacing in syrup. Sheets spun around an ankle, Carolina’s thigh hot beside his, sleep gluey and stubborn enough to pull him under again and again. When he finally pried himself vertical, he found her already up, pulling her hair back with a battered elastic, face turned to the window.

I gently tapped her "Liana, wake up. We're going to be late," I said as I turned to shake her. God! This girl is such a deep sleeper, she didn't even blink. I knew that there was only one way to wake her up. I knelt down beside her and put my mouth close to her ears "Liana!!! Wake the fuck up", I shouted as much as I could. That seemed to do the trick because her eyes flew open immediately and she looked at me like she was about to murder me. I sheepishly took some steps backwards because this girl looked bat shit crazy.

I whisper using a wipe to clean some of the caked up mud off her face “You should wake her up where you put her to sleep, she might freak out otherwise” She tells me packing up her bag and standing up, Ryan scoops her back up smiling down at her “Come wake her up now, I want to watch her eat cake for the first time”

Shirley woke up the next morning feeling a slight headache, she looked at the watch on the bedside and it was sharp seven, she was used to waking up by seven, and no matter how late she slept, she always wakes up by that time even without an alarm. She groaned when she remembered what kept her awake till past one and after staying up that late, she still didn't get any useful information from him. She was tempted to wake him up and ask him about last night but she resisted. She decided she was going to sleep a little more so she snuggled closer to him, then sighed in content after closing her eyes.

It was a deliberate act to wake her up. "She still wouldn't wake up!" I said to myself after watching her find her balance to sleep further. Tapping her thigh, I woke her up to freshen up and then get dressed. I had planned on leaving for court early to attend the meeting. This time, along with Mira. With a yawn sigh,she stood up, looking around the place. "Why wake me up this early? "Common...Roland" she said erotically, in an appealing tone that tends to arouse me.

"Two minutes! Just two minutes! You could have woken me up by 7." "The last time I woke you up past seven, you yelled at me to wake you up earlier than that next time! Do I look like your alarm clock?!" "Then who asked you to keep on waking me up?" She asked, standing up as she grabbed her toothbrush. "It's not like I beg you to wake me up every morning." With that, she walked out of her room. Immediately she entered the kitchen to get herself a cup and water to brush her teeth, she was startled at the presence of a young boy who sat at the dining table eating.