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.

He mumbled under his breath while subconsciously digging his nails into the tiled floor. He finally understood that I wasn't being lazy on purpose. I also wasn't just playing dead or pretending to ignore him just to spite him. I really couldn't help myself. I had only suddenly collapsed during the exam today because of this sleep attack that was clearly written on this medical document. Dad suddenly rose to his feet and pulled open the bottom-most drawer in my desk, where a pair of compasses with dry blood stains and an old, worn diary were hidden in the furthermost corner.

EVE Sitting in front of my mirror and looking at myself, the only thing I could notice was how sleep deprived I looked. I hadn't slept more than two hours last night as all I could think about was the fact that Alex wanted to have a conversation with me. Having to be at work in less than an hour, I showered and quickly got ready before heading out the door and to the museum. As the cab pulled up to the front of the museum steps, I paid my fare and got

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.

Writing while holding back sleep Don't get bored 💋💋💋.

When the drinks are in glasses, Musu and I head back into the bedroom. I climb on the bed and crawl back under the covers, next to Delilah. Her eyes go wide with excitement when she takes a sip of her drink. “See Delilah? Back in bed just that quick and with a delicious, somewhat nutritious treat for you. Musu, come on, you’re on this side” I pat the bed on the other side of me, “Think of it like a sleep over.” Musu’s eyes go wide. It isn’t really a look of excitement, more of disbelief, “You want me to get into yours and the Alpha’s bed? I can’t do that. Besides, it’s only ten a.m. No time for a sleepover, Kas.”

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.

I wrap my arms around them and breathe in their soft hair, stroking their backs until their breathing slows. But my mind won’t quiet. A mysterious businessman at Muse Co. A man talking to Kian. Uncertainty everywhere.

we say in unison, trying to get our heads out of those thoughts. After a while, we both began to relax once more, letting our masseurs massage and rub all our aches and pains. Combined with the soft music playing through the ceiling speakers and the flickering light from the many candles that are spread throughout the room, I feel like I am inevitably falling asleep. Travis is beaten, made evident by his soft snoring. The click of a sliding door closing wakes me up after an unknown period and when I look around I see that our masseuses are gone. The military skills are still intact, the subtle sound also awakens Travis.