When Vessel - the enigmatic frontman of the band Sleep Token - suffers a brutal onstage injury during the final leg of an American tour, he crosses paths with Kennedy, a tough-as-nails night shift trauma nurse. As she cares for his shattered body, they discover in each other a mirror to their own unseen wounds. Bound by pain, music, and resilience, the two form an unexpected bond - one that defies fame, fear, and the world's shallow gaze - fighting side by side to heal, to dream, and to be truly seen. ⚠️Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction created for entertainment purposes only. While inspired by the public personae known as "Vessel", "II", "III", and "IV" from the band Sleep Token, the characters portrayed in this story are entirely fictional. To respect the privacy of the real individuals behind their monikers, different names have been used in this narrative. Any resemblance to real events or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

When being passed over for a job collides with the past on her heels, the last thing Sera Hale needs is the threat of being sent back to America. When a long time friend tells her about an opportunity to work as a housekeeper, she doesn't hesitate to show up for the interview. She'll take whatever she can get, even if her new employer wears a mask and cape 24/7. He wasn't going to hire Sera, however when he learned of her situation it brought out an empathetic side and learning that she was mute brought out a curious one. His curiosity soon becomes fascination as his new housekeeper settles into her role. Although, his fascinations would soon become his downfall into actions punishable, the deity Sleep doesn't care for distractions. She was the distraction he didn't need. He was the one person that could possibly reawaken something that had dissolved long ago. Sleepless nights, regretful decisions, threats from her past and the wrath of his deity should be enough warning, but is it? PLEASE READ THE CONTENT WARNING BEFOREHAND 18+ MDNI

Eden is calling for me, I can't resist her calls much longer. Raven keeps dreaming about this mythical place called Eden, not knowing what they mean. Vessel has taken a sudden interest in her, after she's been hanging out with the band for a year already. Will they fall in love? Will Eden take Raven for herself? Or can Vessel do something to stop it? I'm using fake names for the band members to keep their privacy. WARNING!! There will be mentions of self harm, suicidal thoughts and tendencies, smut, and other mature contents. I will be putting trigger warnings on each chapter that contains these topics, but read with caution.

Charlotte is a young woman and professional photographer. After three years of education, she's pretty talented but it's hard to keep her head above water, as the orders she's getting are only poorly paid. Luckily one day she meets someone who introduces her to a new job. Thankfully she accepts it, not knowing what will go along with it and how that simple job is meant to change her life forever.

When I wake in the hospital, adorned with a new scar across me from the fateful day I lost everything, I have no choice but to try and pick up the life that I left behind in America without Vessel by my side. With no contact from him and a broken heart, I am set to graduate with a psychology degree and am forced to move on. Then, only a few days before graduation, a letter arrives at my college campus for a job offer as a group therapist. For a band. In Europe. Am I ready to face him again after feeling as though he abandoned me? ~~~~~~~~~~ This is a sequel to The Summoning

Making a deal with the God of Sleep wasn't exactly on my bingo card, but neither was getting caught up in a sacrificial ritual. The four men in masks saved me only to bring me to their own church of worship, telling me I can't go home because of the debt I owe. But a pact made long ago with the God and the one they call Vessel has me questioning my trust in them, especially when the standoff-ish Vessel of Sleep, the leader of the group, seems to know something I don't. The only way to learn the truth is to delve deeper into their lives, digging up my own buried past along with it... This is a slow burn romance mystery. Warning ⚠️: talk of suicide, murder, self harm and abuse along with sexual content. I also use swear words occasionally Word count: 85,661 Sequel: Telomeres