Hypnos Lullaby Novels & Stories

It seemed unusual and foreign. “Wail for me, sweetheart. I enjoy listening to lullabies.” She muttered in a sexy manner as she moved her body, reaching for his as his desire for her grows more and more. She cannot hold him responsible for the fact that even it no longer concealed his lust. She was a beautiful woman who was deadly.

It was the same lullaby that had started all this and I wondered if the Moon goddess had created this Lullaby to make Ephialtes go to sleep. The gentle melody sent a soothing sensation through our body as if willing us to sleep as well making me sag against Cain’s body as I sat down on the ground tired but happy at last. We were safe. We were all safe. I couldn’t believe that we had been able to defeat Ephialtes at last… “Asa,” Cain called out as I hummed along to the lullaby feeling at peace as I felt my body grow heavy with the gentle song that played. Was I feeling sleepy, as well?

Her voice low and hypnotic washing over him like a pain reliever. "You are going to be okay. Go to sleep!" The voice came again putting him to sleep immediately. --------- Thanatos pulled his hood back over his head. Immediately he stood up from the trunk the whole image turned to vacant space. "You had orders not to send him back!" A voice said coming from a man in the distance behind him. "Since when do father's orders interfere in the will of fate?" He asked turning towards his brother, Hypno the god of sleep. "He was key to opening the gates and securing our freedom!" He boomed.

But they couldn't save the man who had been their rock. She thought of Ashiel. Of his sacrifice. He had given everything to protect the song of life. And now Ronan, in his own way, was sacrificing too, trapped in a silence far deeper than the Hush's. She leaned her forehead against Ronan's cold, unfeeling shoulder. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'm so sorry we can't get you out." And then, without thinking, she began to hum. It wasn't the garden song or a song of power. It was the lullaby she used to sing to Lyra when she was a baby. A simple, repetitive tune about the moon and the stars and a mother's love.

It stayed at the edges of the district, a white, hungry wall that surrounded the docklands. Laila collapsed as the silver light finally died. Kaden was there before she hit the ground, pulling her into his arms. He looked at the retreating fog, and then at Elias. He asked the boy how he did that. Elias sat down on the concrete, his small frame shaking. He said the Archive had shown him the "Lullaby of the Moon." He told them that the Soul Eaters were vibrations of hunger and that the Silverbacks were the only ones who knew the counter note. But he told Laila that he couldn't do it alone for much longer. He said the "chorus" wasn't a metaphor.

With a surge of determination, he swiftly reached into his pocket, retrieving a small vial containing a potent sleeping pill. The room seemed to hold its breath as David moved with calculated speed, closing the distance between himself and Sabrina. His fingers deftly uncorked the vial, the faint aroma of the sleeping potion wafting through the air. Time seemed to slow as David extended his hand towards Sabrina's slumbering form. ‌ Sabrina, aware of the impending danger, fought against the residual effects of David's hypnotism. Her heart pounded in her chest as she struggled to break free from the haze clouding her mind. Her instincts screamed at her to escape, to resist David's grip on her c

Jace Herondale's P.O.V. I woke up with a face full of hair and a massive erection. The hell? Combing back the honey-colored tresses with my fingers, I blinked open one eye and saw that I was still in bed with Hera. I’d fallen asleep listening to her deep, steady breaths, enjoying the closeness long after I should have moved to my own room. It usually took me forever to unwind enough to fall asleep after a shift, but lying there in the darkness and listening to her breathe, I was able to break through the day’s tension and just relax.