Novel & Cerita Muse X Muse

the woman shrieks happily before hugging Raven and Ryker. "You must be Autumn, my goodness you are more beautiful than I could have imagined!" she chirps before pulling me into a tight hug. "Thank you." I reply softly, feeling a bit nervous but happy at the greeting. "Spawns." the man greets, with a smirk giving Ryker and Raven a nod. "Hello Autumn. Welcome to the family." he tells me, coming over and hugging me gently. "Thank you." I reply. "Little fawn, this is my father Vimpir and my mother Esther." Ryker introduces, them both.

Slow, as it turned out, was a special kind of torture. The morning after the café, I woke up in the Lausanne studio, the silence feeling different. Not empty, but… waiting. The bond was a low, steady hum again, a presence rather than an absence. It was tentative, fragile, like the first green shoot after a forest fire, but it was there. We texted. Short, practical messages at first. Made it back to Geneva. The apartment is very quiet. -L

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."

Lian woke up to an empty space beside him. Luckily before he even had the chance to panic and overthink, Callum, Lyle, and Keane walked into the room holding with Callum was holding a stack of pancakes overflowing with syrup with a bunch of candles stuck at the top. "Happy birthday to you~~~" the three sang.

Alpha Dante's Point Of View: As I stepped out of the bathroom, my gaze fell upon Aurelia, who was engrossed in examining the photographs adorning the walls of my room. A sense of pride swelled within me as I approached her from behind, gently wrapping my arm around her waist. Leaning in closer, I whispered into her delicate ear, my voice filled with confidence, "You know, Aurelia, I happen to be quite the artist myself."

“You’re not them. And that’s the problem.” I glare up at him, defiant despite the pounding of my heart, despite the heat pooling low in my stomach from his closeness. “Then what am I, huh? Some new toy? Something for your ego to conquer?” He leans in, his breath warm and sinful against my lips but not touching. “You’re my muse.” I scoff, feeling all emotions at once. His muse? What does that even mean? I was not is painting. I was not his poem. Not a tragic masterpiece he could destroy and claim it to be beautiful.

ZAYN Anxiety gnawed at my gut like a festering wound as I stared at my reflection, transfixed by the haunted eyes staring back. I couldn't tear my gaze away, fearing that if I looked away, I'd lose my grip on reality. For the first time in my life, the thought of stepping out of my room filled me with dread. Beyond the safety of these walls, the compound was crawling with guests – alphas, betas of esteemed packs, all gathered to celebrate my birthday and, more importantly, my mate-finding.

Marcus stared at me, his face white. "You're not human," he whispered. "You're a Mute Omega. The rarest wolf in existence." The council elders were shaking. The students were frozen. And Damon—my brother, my protector—looked at me with something I'd never seen in his eyes. Fear. "The Mute Omega hasn't been born in a thousand years," one elder said, his voice trembling. "Her voice can command Alphas. Her howl can tear packs apart. She's not just rare. She's dangerous."

"Damn it, Brenton! Again! More! I'm almost there." He picked up the pace making me come. But he didn't stop, he continues on harder, taking me to my second one. I started cursing and screaming his name. "Yes! Yes! Fuck yes! I'll be your muse. Please fuck me, I need you in me now!"