Blob Dream Novels & Stories

I desperately deny and he rolls his eyes, gets up and points the gun at my belly “do it if you don't want me to shoot you and then fuck you while you bleed to death...” my eyes widen and I do what he says, I slowly take off what's left of my clothes, I walk to the bed and get on, he does own and follows me, sits on top of me and blurts out

After everyone showered, which got delayed because Ife was happy to be able to to get ravished by all of her mates at the same time, they enjoyed a candle light dinner on the balcony. Duskin updated her and the twins on his findings concerning Jacob and Esime. They had gone to another realm to hide out, one that wasn’t used freely and came with a steep price. They sacrificed a part of a soul every time they entered this realm and they most likely were using souls from the growing list of missing people. Ife suddenly felt an overwhelming feeling of doom headed their way. She didn’t know if it was for the pup or pups in her womb. If it was because of the battle ahead of them with Jacob and Esi

Chapter 4 Eyare You can run and you can hide, but I will eventually catch you . . . Destiny! It was on the dark side of twilight as I pulled up in the driveway. Dark clouds hung heavy in the sky like gigantic cobwebs. It looked like rain. Light spilled out from the kitchen windows, casting a bright glow on the otherwise dark driveway. I couldn't wait to get out of the dark and into the light. I was sure Osagiede was still up.

In the dream, the full moon was so bright. The light came through the leaves of the trees, and made the daturas more beautiful under its light. For a moment, Ayla was sure she was in the Night-Blooming Garden, but soon the moon hid behind the clouds and everything became dark. “I’m sorry, Ayla, you have to stay here.” Only the silhouette of the woman was visible, but her voice was familiar. “Who are you?” She tried to walk towards the woman, but roots grew from under the soil and imprisoned her ankles.

She reached out to the one closest to her, its ornate silver frame cold to the touch, a deep whisper echoed strangely around her. "What is this?" "It's a portal. That one would take you to a witch with some serious anger management issues." Sapphira pulled her hand back with a yelp. He chuckled and stepped towards her. Their eyes met. Lust shot from her core to her heart so quickly it made her gasp, but she shook her head.

The familiar surroundings sent a jolt of recognition through her. But the dream wrapped around her like a warm blanket, dulling her senses. Lily stepped closer, a sinister smile playing on her lips. “Just relax, Bloom. Drift into this happiness. You’re a princess, living in a kingdom where love reigns. You have everything you need.” As the vision of her family materialized before her, Bloom felt the warmth of their embrace. Their smiles were radiant, but beneath that joy lay a darkness she couldn’t shake. “I need to wake up!” she protested, struggling against the soft tendrils of Lily’s magic.

The Genesis Bloom, which had provided steady illumination for months, now flickered with the dying gasps of ancient consciousness, its luminous petals blackened at the edges as if touched by invisible flames. "It's accelerating," Damien said, his voice carrying the hollow exhaustion of someone who had spent the night fighting battles on multiple fronts. Dark circles shadowed his eyes, and his usually perfect posture spoke of supernatural strength pushed to its limits. "The blight isn't just killing the plants anymore. It's consuming their very essence, their accumulated decades of magical energy."

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Lucas was just staring at him blankly until he made his way out. Zera entered the room and collected the ashes of the contract. “Shall I call on the next?” she asks, and Lucas just nodded, feeling sleepy. Zera went outside his office, carrying the ashes and disposed them in the huge Tree of Death in their lounge area. Domus Malum, or the “House of Evil” is nothing like a creepy place that most movies make as the devil’s nest. Lucas made it look like an ordinary office with minimalist designs, it has a wall of shelves for books, a nice lounge area for the guests and a huge piano beside the Tree of Death, where the contracts of their clients serve as the soil and the tree being fertilized by t

focused entirely on her. ​"The 'Black Bloom' is a parasite," Vane-Sallow’s digital ghost continued, her image growing larger, more oppressive. "It doesn't create life; it replaces it. You aren't 'Saving' Proxima... you’re turning it into a hive-mind. A world without a Boardroom is a world without a purpose." ​"A world with a Boardroom is a world with a Price-Tag," Elena countered, her bronze eyes glowing with a fierce, independent fire.