Muse Sleep Novels & Stories

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Sliding into the backseat of an Uber, I clutch my bag to my chest like a shield. I have him— whatever's in here is something he doesn't want anybody to see. But when I unlock my phone, the screen lights up with a push notification that drains every drop of blood from my face. New Music Video: "Muse" - Watch Now. My mouth goes dry. The bastard couldn't have. It's been what? Twenty— Thirty minutes? With a trembling thumb, I tap the link. The video opens on a gritty, unfamiliar set. I let out a hollow laugh.

Smith had suggested taking me to the hospital for a proper checkup, but Dad still thought that I was faking everything and tore up the recommendation letter into shreds in front of the hospital. Now, he was piecing the scraps of paper back together, bit by bit, and the flashlight on his phone shone on the pieced-together letter. The doctor's handwriting on it was very clearly visible. "Preliminary diagnosis: Severe narcolepsy resulting in recurring sleep attacks. Parental accompaniment is strongly recommended to prevent accidental injury or death." Dad stared intently at those words, his breathing turning increasingly rapid. "Narcolepsy… Sleep attacks…" He mumbled under his breath while subc

I decided to give it one last try. Caleb didn't come back until 11:00 pm that night. I had fallen asleep on the couch when I felt his jacket settle over me. It was still carrying his scent. For a moment, I felt comforted. Without thinking, I murmured, "Now that your hearing's back, you don't even need me anymore…" My words trailed off. Even with the lights off, the deep red lipstick stain on his jacket was impossible to miss under the moonlight.

I turn and put my finger to my lips, then point to the bed. James and Marco both stand behind me in the doorway, looking at our mates for a few moments, wondering what we should do. “I ain’t gonna wake Musu up. That looks like the best sleep she’s gotten in weeks,” Marco mind links us. “Yeah, Delilah too,” James says in a whisper, even though it's through a mind link, “Is it safe though? For Delilah and Musu to be glowing like that?”

Motorcycles sped over, over took the ride they can, then tall buildings of companies and houses was viewed up there on our way. I had no idea where we were, but it became tiring as the distance was a bit far from home now. Almost everyone were asleep now, some were busy with their phones while some still chat with their sit partners. I rested my head on the head rest as I enjoyed the music by Johnny drille that rocked in my ear. "Hey!" Someone whispered. "Can I say something?" I removed a piece to listen to the intruder. "What!" My brow furrowed, still in the same position.

Miriam didn’t need sleep. Not when there was work to do. She sat cross-legged on her desk chair, hoodie pulled over her hair, the only light in the room coming from the faint glow of her laptop screen. The dorm was hushed—Moses’s music played softly through his earbuds across the room, Joy had crashed on the couch with a physics textbook open on her chest, and Samuel was tossing a screwdriver in the air like he wasn’t tired, just waiting.

I ask, suddenly interested to know what tricks he has up his sleeves. " I have my way, Princess. You just have to say yes and I'll work my magic on you." Mason offers and I smile. " That offer sounds tempting." " Tempting and worth it,my doll." Mason replies, winking at me. " Let's see what you have to offer then." I agree, folding my hands around my bosom. " Hera,do you know what serves as a natural sleep inducer?" He asks and I shake my head. " Am orgasm." Mason declares and I almost choke on my saliva.

I reach for my phone and command the room's smart system to play a soothing sleeping melody. The room is gradually bathed in a soft, calming glow as the lights dim to a warm ambiance. I slip on a pair of earphones, the music's gentle notes filling my ears, attempting to drown out the noise in my mind. I lie back down, my eyes closing as I focus on the melody, trying to find that elusive peace. As the music weaves its way around me, I let go, letting my mind drift, my thoughts ebbing away like waves on a distant shore. Sleep slowly beckons, and despite the turmoil, exhaustion pulls me under, and I begin to succumb to its embrace.

She fell asleep, not long after and I was left with my thoughts. I settled down on the bed to rest my aching joints but not long after, I heard a buzzing sound and I lazily swatted at my ear. Pesky mosquitoes won't let one be, even with the air-conditioning on. I settled into a more comfortable position but just as I was dozing off, I heard someone groaning. I jerked awake with a start and I realised I had drifted off to sleep. Someone was shaking me but I couldn't see who because the room was swarthed in darkness. I switched on the bedside lamp and the soft glow illuminated the room, leaving certain parts in shadow.