Wide Awake Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

NEAH I couldn't sleep. My brain wouldn't shut off. Guard rotations and tunnel dimensions and fifty-one hostages and a mole in our ranks spinning through my head like a machine with no off switch. I gave up at 1:47 AM. Pulled on a sweatshirt and padded downstairs for water. The packhouse was dark. Warriors sleeping in every available space. Bodies on floors and couches. The air heavy with the restless energy of people preparing for war. The kitchen light was off. I filled a glass by feel. Drank half of it standing at the sink. The cold water hit my empty stomach and reminded me I hadn't eaten since morning.

I had been awake for a while. Not anxiously. Not the specific wakefulness of a man with something unresolved pressing at the edges of his sleep. Just awake. Present in the specific complete way of a person in a place they want to be who has woken early and is glad to be awake because being awake means being in it. The room was warm. The villa was quiet. Aria was asleep beside me.

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.

Only when the bodyguard came to escort him to school did he finally pause, throwing a scathing look over his shoulder. "If you keep following me, when you're old, I'll dump you in a nursing home." I stopped in my tracks, stunned, and could only watch him leave. What on earth had happened these past few years? The last thing I remember was that I was twenty-three. Grabbing my phone, I instinctively entered Alicia's birthday as the password. Sure enough, it unlocked. But when I opened the contacts list, there was only one entry—hers. I thought I must be hallucinating. I checked again. Still, only her name remained.

I would have, if my bladder wasn’t so full it was borderline painful. Making it to the bathroom, barely in the nick of time, I did my business, washed my hands and crept my way back to the bed, where Kane was still blissfully sleeping. I managed to get back in and cosy again without waking him.. Or so I thought. As soon as I was under the warm covers again, A strong arm wrapped itself around my waist. ‘Sorry, did I wake you?’ He groaned before replying; ‘No, I was awake anyway’. I could tell by the tiredness in his voice, he was full of shit.

Stars POV- I woke up covered in sweat, I barely slept having nightmares all night and these cuffs cutting into my skin, leaving them feeling raw and bloody. I knew Willow didn’t get any sleep because of me. I looked over seeing the sun streaming through the window, I had no idea what time it was though. “Willow, wake up.” I started to try and shove her with my shoulder to wake her up. Her eyes slowly started to open, barely looking up at me.

Aurora My consciousness slowly clawed its way out of the murky depths of sleep, the unfamiliar ceiling of the alpha's mansion loomed overhead, casting a disorienting haze over my senses. For a fleeting moment, a glimmer of hope danced in the recesses of my mind, whispering that perhaps it had all been a nightmare, and I would awaken snug and secure in the familiar confines of my cozy apartment in the human world.

Chapter 115 — The After of the After Atlas Wilson I woke up with the morning sun seeping through the slats of the blinds, casting golden stripes across the dark wood floor of the bedroom. My body felt heavy, but not from exhaustion; it was the weight of a deep sleep, the kind that heals wounds we didn't even know we carried. It had been years since I slept like that, without dreams interrupted by ghosts of the past. I turned my head slowly and there she was, nestled against my chest, her hair spread like a waterfall across the pillow. Her lips were parted, her breathing soft and rhythmic, like a melody only I could hear.

Vespa I couldn't sleep and found myself awake at nearly midnight. I tossed and twisted in bed, attempting to find a cozy position. Ria lay beside me, snoring softly, while I shut my eyes, hoping to drift off into dreamland, but my mind remained stubbornly awake. Sighing in frustration, I went to the kitchen to get a glass of milk to remedy the situation. On my way, my phone pinged with a text from Kai. /Are you awake?/

Jade I wake before dawn. Not because I slept badly. Not because I had a nightmare. No. I wake simply because I decided to. No alarm. No noise. Nothing. Just this suspended moment, when the house is still numb. And me, perfectly awake. Lucid. The bed is comfortable. A bit too much. The sheets smell of family laundry, soft, warm, almost maternal. That kind of scent that reassures, that lulls, that makes you believe in a normal life.