Midnight Muse Novels & Stories

whispered against lips in the airport lounge. Adeyemi sat alone on the low daybed she’d brought out from storage—same cushions, same view of the glittering skyline. The moon was new tonight, a thin silver crescent, stars sharp above the desert haze. She wore the silk robe Layla had left behind—soft, faintly scented with amber—and nothing else. The silver anklet still chimed when she crossed her legs. Her phone sat beside her, screen dark. She hadn’t looked at it since landing.

She lit three candles, each one positioned around the chair at center frame, bathing the scene in gold and shadow. On the walls behind her, she pinned cryptic notes, torn diary entries, coordinates. A conspiracy that looked real because it was. At exactly midnight, she hit “Go Live.” The screen flickered. Chat exploded. Mistress is back. Did we displease you? Say the word, I’ll crawl. Dommy Mommy 😭 please punish me. Her voice cut through the frenzy, low and chilling. “Silence.”

A cool voice suddenly rang, "No. I will bring Mirth to the Aetherian Creed. We don't need anyone else to teach her." A beautiful but cold woman showed up. The entire place seemed to light up from her ethereal presence. "Muse! You're home!" Marth smiled. Mirth looked down nervously, "Hello, M-Muse." "I just passed by and heard something about an esteemed guest. I'm also thinking of taking Mirth away," she said coolly. She considered Logan. "Who are you? Whose disciple? I know all seven Noble Orders. You look young yet powerful, so I should have seen you before. Why don't you ring any bells?"

I feel so alive, oh I feel so free. Dancing in the moonlight , now you hold me close, your breath tickles my senses ..you boop my nose. All laughter fills the air, our faces lit up with impish glee... I want this to never end, for we are all just stardust. You and me. Forever yours, Meg

“All of you have heard the rumors and stories about the Midnight child. You have told your kids fairy tales and probably wondered if any of it had been true. It is.” Light murmurs of disbelief filled the room but none were loud enough to hinder the continuation of my words. “I have met with the witch who foretold of my birth and I have learned the whole truth of who I am. It maybe hard to believe, I know it is still hard for me, but within my soul lies a part of the Goddess herself. She has gifted me this piece of her to help guide our kind back to our intended path and away from the darkness that Eli and the Blood Moon pack are spreading.”

Even though it has been a big day and long journey the midnight crescent swears in each member of the midnight coven who have now taken the name midnight crescent coven it seemed fitting then everyone was shown to their rooms. Unsurprisingly Marlene is also sworn in as a midnight crescent coven and pack member she already has been set up in a suite in the pack house but now she has a coven she wants to live amongst them and takes the last remaining cottage for her and Sophia when she awakens.

Despite that, she knows that the face of the mysterious man will keep her awake tonight. *** Kara went to school a bit late today, given she had not gotten a wink last night. The mysterious man truly did keep her awake. As usual, she was in her anemic self, add the lack of sleep, she feels groggy yet she pushed herself to run to her classroom because she is running late.

I hid my hand inside the pocket of my hoodie and starts distracting myself. I entered an alley instead of the entrance in front. The blast of the music inside was already invaded my ears. Club X is where I spent my nights working. Lucas owns this place, he became my friend when I started a fight inside his bar. I stopped walking when I noticed something in the dark corner of the alley, a place where usually there's no light can reach. A two silhouette flashed, I heared a man screams who started pleading, it's not visible but there's a silhouette of two people in the dark. The man who keeps shrieking in pain was lying on the floor, while the other one kick his face.

He had in his office the scarce evidence, a few photographs of crime scenes, drawings and even vampire cartoons, of something he was completely sure, that was done by a human, and he was someone who knew where to attack, supernatural beings did not exist, The science that he loved so much made him doubt about those nocturnal creatures, this was a man who hated the female gender, and he would find it. The headlines read: STRIKE AGAIN! THE MIDNIGHT KILLER. Now they were two women who were presumably servants of the night, they woke up on the nearby dock, both with looks of terror and those marks made with a fine-edged weapon. A figure was walking along the pier, it was close to five in the mor

I easily remembered the way. Its about a seven minute walk from the cabin. I start looking around even though I doubted I’d find anything, but it was worth a shot. The clearing is foggy and I can hardly see infront of me. I keep walking forward until I come up to the stone table. I look around and nothing looks out of place. I put my hands on it like before and nothing happens. The wind blows the leaves in the trees. In the wind I think I hear faint music. I follow the noise and the music gets louder. I continue to follow and about hundred yard from the table the music stops.