Angel Of Dreams Novels & Stories

Nothing could contain my tears and I started bawling like a child, sobs broken from my throat. Her little arms wrapped around me and she held me tightly. “It’s okay, Angel. Jul told me you had to go, even though you didn’t want to, and you loved me a lot. I knew you would come back; the woman from the moon told me that in my dreams.” “The woman from the moon?” I echoed. Startled, I parted the hug to search Stella’s green-blue eyes. “Yes, the Goddess, silly. She visited me in my dreams when I was sad and told me you weren’t gone forever like mum and dad. Don’t cry, Angel, we are together now,” she said softly, wiping my tears.

The 19years old strolled to her bathroom and decided to have a shower before starting her day properly, she'd call her Boyfriend and brother too, though she didn't know if her careless dad had done so. ~ Oxford, stroke noon and the 12 O'clock oxford bells chimed loudly waking the napping dogs and sleeping babies, companies going into break and the superstores filled with buyers. Joachim Mateo, clad in a brown raincoat in the Drizzling afternoon walked into a book store which was opposite a south African student club building, He pulled down his hood, stared around the store before catching a sight of The keeper stretched on the floor in a corner of the room, his head below a wooden desk and

“You will find out tomorrow but promise you will not come between them.” Alex sighed and stood at akimbo. Since his fingers were at his back, out of Leila’s sight, he crossed them. “I promise…” ANGELA yawned loudly, releasing her ferocious morning breath. The yawn was enough to wake Miles up but he didn’t budge. He was too deep in his sweet dream. He was having a sweet dream where he was a knight and Princess Angela was in trouble. She was in the hands of an evil fire dragon. He was saving and protecting her from the mighty beast. He was very proud of doing so too.

he asked looking directly into my eyes. “I guess it’s a mystery we will never be able to solve?” I replied. If I could read his mind, I’m sure he would be like just tell me this your name so I could drop all this problem on your head. Mother given name has never been used by Dreamers, it’s one of the rules that makes us different from other people who can travel through realms. If your real name was to be discovered, you would be locked up in a building and all your colleagues problem would be placed into your hands to solve for them and for centuries those that have fallen prey to divulging their names have always died before solving even one person’s problem. Well only one person has falle

Angela asked her brother. “Since you told me about that dream last week, I had my suspicions and you just confirmed it”, he said. Angela smiled. “I still think I’m dreaming.” “You just have to be careful”, Dwight told her. “You may think everyone is happy about the elemental wolves but it’s not true.” She nodded. “The Goddess said the same thing too”, she said and suddenly, her head turned towards Tory’s stomach and she felt something attracting her to it. “What’s wrong?” Derek asked.

Ruby didn't want to willingly add another false memory to her head, so she didn't bother giving a thought to the name, or whether she was supposed to know him. "Hmm," she just exclaimed. "What are you running from?" He asked her. "I'm running from a horrible nightmare that I just won't wake up from." She stated with a shudder, Alden's brow furrowed while he tried to make sense of the message. But she was awake, he thought to himself. "I'm deeply sorry about it, and I hope you wake up from that dream." He said waving the reality off. Anabelle, Alden's sister approached the two slowly and cheerfully.

Her skin soft and warm against his, her breath on his chest, her hair smelled of lavender brushed under his chin. "You don't remember anything?" she couldn't imagine what he must've gone through. He shook his head, "I had a dream about it ... I think it was a glimpse of what I saw in that brief time I woke up in that room ..." he rubbed his face to wipe away the nightmare. "I don't want something like that to happen to you ... we can't risk it, your teacher is right, we have to get out of this contract." Charlie paused for a moment, she too had a confession to make. "About my teacher ..."

Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.

I whispered. My arms were on either sides of her head as I gazed heavily into her mesmerizing brown orbs as they peer directly into mine. Andrea pokes her tongue out of her mouth and swiftly swipes it along her lower lip making my hard on even more harder. I move the hair that managed to find itself on her face to the side capturing her beauty in my head. "I-I can't control my sinful desires anymore. I want us to be one tonight, Andrea. I want to feel you around every inch of me. I want to hear your sweet moans. I want everyone in this god-damned house to hear your screams of pleasure. Please let me make you mine," I whispered brushing my lips against hers.

Angeline’s thoughts drifted to that midnight from many, many years ago. “When I was pregnant with Robbie, Jens, and Zetty, I often had some strange dreams. Especially in the month before the children were born, I would start dreaming as soon as I fell asleep. In my dreams, a beautiful young man wearing a red robe would run toward me with his disheveled hair. He would shout at me hoarsely, saying I shouldn’t leave him. He kept calling me ‘Mom’.” When Angeline said this, she stared at Jay blankly, “Whenever I have that dream, I’d wake up with my pillow drenched in tears. I truly wanted to promise him that I wouldn’t ever leave him, but I was never able to answer him in my dreams.”