Muse X Muse Novels & Stories

I said as I joined the group. “Unless one of us opens their own gallery,” Max said and we all agreed. “And it will obviously be Xania since she’s the rich one out of all of us here.” “I’m not rich compared to you guys,” I said and Max laughed, clapping his hands. “You mean compared to our parents, and have you seen the car you drive! A fucking black matte R8 Coupé V10,” he exaggerated and I rolled my eyes. “You drive an e-tron, I don’t know why you’re trying to make it seem like I’m richer than you, I barely hold a candle to any of you, besides, I told you guys that was a-”

I bowed my head and waited for whatever he was going to tell me. “Don't get your hopes up, mute. Put yourself together because I know exactly what's going on in your mind right now and trust me when I say that's never going to happen,” He frowned and I sighed. My hopes were dashed again. “Since you're mute, I'm not really going to waste my time with you. The only thing I'm grateful to the moon goddess for is that you can hear me and so, I wouldn't have to stress myself while talking to you today,” He paused and moved closer than bent to look into my eyes. “You're the only one who isn't affected by the kind of power I have, and I think it's because we're mates,” I facepalmed.

I guess it was prepared by the staff of the resort before our arrival. “What was what?” Killian paused, looking at me over his shoulder. Every trace of smile had vanished, replaced with a feral, desired-filled gaze. “You don’t have the right to speak on my behalf.” I was putting up a font. One that wouldn’t give away the fact I was down-to-earth for this man. “Oh, Little muse, I do.” The nickname caught me off-guard. Killian wasn’t one to give nicknames, so what the hell changed?

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—"

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.

I muttered in response. I sat on the bed as Milan quickly relayed his plan to Arturo. I could hear Arturo from the other side of the phone and I could tell that he was surprised at how quickly Alexis agreed. I'm guessing that Arturo couldn't trust the plan because Milan kept on telling him that it was okay and that the plan has a high chance of working out. I, on the other hand, still has no idea if this was going to work. All I know is that I'm scared and want to see Arturo again. After a few more minutes of convincing, Milan had a satisfied look on his face and after that, he handed me the phone. I eagerly took it from him and brought it up to my ear.

he asks, and I shake my head. "Not at all." I reply truthfully. "Well don't stress yourself out about it, they will love you." he reassures softly. "They are so excited. They have been messaging nonstop to find out how much longer until we get there." Raven comments with a laugh. "Oh wow." I state. We continue to make small talk until we suddenly turn down a dark gravel road. "Here we are!" Raven says excitedly, as we pull up to a large black spiked gate. Ryker reaches out and places his hand on a pad that scans it which in return opens the gate, revealing a large gothic-style castle like mansion.

Then another. "And this one." Rafaele followed my finger without interrupting. "Their names appear too often." "Go on." I hated how calm he sounded. Like we were discussing weather. Not information that could get people killed. "The attacks against your organization." I tapped the page. "Connected." Another page. "The missing funds." Another. "Connected." Another. "The leak." His eyes lifted to mine. I didn't stop. "The same people keep circling the same events." The room went quiet.

The music itself was pleasant enough, and the finale featured Caleb, playing up the gimmick of his recently restored hearing for all it was worth. I remained indifferent until a familiar melody reached my ears. That piece had been named after me, "Carolina." Janessa beamed with joy as she announced, "Caleb told me that during the three years we were apart, he never stopped thinking about me. Today, I'm here to announce that we're officially back together. "This piece is proof of our love. As for a certain somebody who tried to take my place, I hope you're listening. You're about to find out who he really loves."

Charmine looked up to see that the person she bumped into was Tristan. She asked suspiciously, “Why are you here?” “What a coincidence!” Tristan looked surprised. After a moment of shock, he explained, “I have a music shop down there, and I bought these for my friends. Seems like you’ve knocked down their food.” Charmine looked at the pizzas on the ground and the Muse Club down the road. “You own Muse Club?” She frowned. It was not far from the Jordan Group, so Charmine had heard about it. The ‘Muse’ from Muse Club meant music, and the club was the most professional auditory club in Burlington. They had all kinds of instruments including the guitar, harp, flute, saxophone, drums, piano, and