Muse Sleep Novels & Stories

When Mom heard that, she had a foul expression. But Dad was still going at it. He was venting as if his life depended on it. "Ugh, disgusting fools! You and your daughter have held me back long enough! Do you know how hard it is for me to find a muse? I—"

The city keeps moving outside while Celeste sleeps for what feels like the first time in years. I'm sitting on the edge of the bed, still dressed, watching her. The penthouse is quiet — not the tense silence of waiting, but something softer. Something that feels like peace. Mireille went to bed an hour ago, exhausted from her first real day of freedom. Hana checked in, reported nothing new, disappeared to wherever she goes when she's not guarding billionaires. And Celeste—Celeste fell asleep on the couch while we were watching some documentary about deep-sea creatures.

He was just a competitive guy. “The game is called Muse,” Vivienne said, her scarlet silk dress rustling as she stepped closer to us. She picked up her cell phone and held it up, moving the stopwatch directly in my face. “The rules are simple, darling. You pick a total stranger from the working staff, you make them feel completely seen, and you get them to kiss you without touching them first.” She twisted her razor-thin grimace in my direction and then back to Adrian. With a big smile on his face, Julian Vaughn was already stowing a leather wallet in his well-cut jacket pocket.

GET OUT OF MY HEAD Once again, I turn over and pick up my cell phone to see the time 2:05 am, apparently, I won't be able to sleep. Maybe if I could relax I could sleep a few hours, I search in the app store for one of those famous relaxing apps, I d******d it quickly and put it to work, fluff the pillow and adjust the blanket. As the music plays, I make an effort to loosen my tense muscles, I try not to think about anything but instead let the soft melody take over my senses and lead me to a peaceful state of sleep.

The moment I pulled the door to the passenger seat open, he quickly snatched something up and tucked it into his pocket. The fabric of a pair of lacy panties peeked out of his bulging pockets. I pretended I didn't see anything as I buckled my seatbelt. A few minutes after he started driving, a unique ringtone belonging to Elise echoed in the car. He glanced at me and declined the call, but then he began typing rapidly on the screen, an indulgent smile on his face. We drove by the hospital, but he had no plans to stop. "Elise said that she wanted breakfast from Ron's, but she was late and didn't get to line up," he said. "We have Band-Aids at home; you can use them."

Can't he see that I'm tired and I want to rest for a bit? "Don't talk to me." "Or maybe Ice cream." He's really persistent. He's making every cell in my body loathe him. I didn't want to listen to his blabber anymore, I inserted my earphones into both of my ears and started listening to music. The song made me drowsy and eventually, I fell asleep. Mavis's POV Where are Kyros and Lili? I think they forgot that they're participating in the Cosplay Relay. "Mavis. Mr. Mantovan told me that you should get ready." I turn in Zaki's direction after he informed me that.