Chasing The Dreams Novels & Stories

The next day someone lay in bed, tormented and unable to stop replaying the night. His dreams were full of the girl’s breathy sounds and two bodies tangled together — and a pleasure he hated himself for wanting. The thought made his chest tighten, and, with it, another reaction came. “Left hand, right hand, one slow move…” Chase was woken by a teasing, suggestive song. Through his narrow eyes, he saw AI Doctor standing opposite him, hands flailing and laughing.

"It sounds like you're experiencing some significant stress and anxiety. It's completely normal to have dreams that reflect your fears and worries, and it's possible that these dreams are a manifestation of your unconscious mind trying to process those emotions. Have you noticed any specific triggers or patterns in your dreams?" I thought for a moment and replied,”Yes. I usually dream about running through the woods, chasing animals, and even eating them at times. They are sinister and creepy. I recently had a dream that I had claws and sharp teeth and was chasing a rabbit. I need help.”

"Do you have dreams? Nightmares, maybe?" The world seemed to tilt again. "What are you talking about?" "Dreams about running. About being chased. About someone calling your name." He was watching me intently now, and I could see something desperate in his eyes. "Dreams that feel more like memories." My blood went cold. Those were exactly the dreams that had been haunting me for years. Dreams I'd never told anyone about, not even Erin. Dreams where I ran through dark forests with something chasing me, where voices called my name in languages I didn't understand, where I woke up gasping and covered in sweat.

“Then what is the problem? Why are you angry that I’m not one of those dumb girls? Do you get turned off by smart women? Is that it? Did you expect me to be a bimbo? Well guess what, I am not! If anything, you should be thanking me.” Lorenzo raised an eyebrow. "Thanking you for what?" “For hiring me. For paying lots of money, so I can spend the night with you. I am helping you, Lorenzo. You know to ease off your childish ego. What do you have? Daddy issues? Were you abandon as a child? Or maybe you were a foster child growing up. Maybe you have some deep-rooted psychological problems that drive you to seek out women to screw? Who knows, but at least I am here to help you through it."

"I know you probably hate and don't want to see me right now and it's quite understandable. I won't complain if you decide to ignore me the rest of your life but would you please not ignore me right now" That voice sounded familiar,it sounded like the one he wanted to hear all this time but he was scared, scared to turn only to found out that it was his imagination, a dream and he didn't want to wake up from it. "I just wanted to figure myself up . I wanted to know what I really wanted but seeing you here, right now and like this I know what I want" "Serena"

I don't know but when I dream of him I have no control over it and for some reason, it feels so real. Chapter One Chase (POV) I woke in a sweat and of course with another hard-on. The same dream keeps haunting my nights. About this same woman with red hair and deep green eyes. The only thing is I have never seen or met her. I wonder if she is even real. Her full lips and her curves, all in the right places. The dreams began a couple of months ago and each time it always seemed real. The way she feels when I hold her, and the taste of her when we kiss. The dream always ends in the same way. In each other's arms after a night of passion. I don’t know what triggered all these dreams, all I know

Take my breath and take me far away, for dying is not as painful as what they say it was. All I wanted is to be happy and to be with the one I love. To be happy is all that I need, is all I wished to have, and is all I want to be. I never wished for anything in my entire life, but to be happy, but why is it that, that simplest dream wouldn’t be mine to have? I’ve been dreaming of that precious dream of mine ever since I was a little girl, I’ve been chasing that dream, but now, as this pain is killing me now, chasing that dream will never be mine in mind anymore. I’m tired of waiting, I’m tired of asking, and I’m tired of chasing the dream that will never be mine. I’m done waiting, I’m done a

Then they will try to position Jemisha as the best candidate for Ambrose or Silas. She can go with Silas. I don’t care. Those two are clearly meant for one another. I’m not worried about Ambrose, though. He sees right through Jemisha. I keep wanting my revenge, though. I will have it. Something I want to figure out, though, is how to make the dreams from my past life stop. Ambrose has mentioned more than once that I dream about the pup I lost. I want to go to a strip mall that I looked up. I noted a store that helps with dreams, chakras, and other things. I’m hoping to find a remedy. Ambrose made sure not to let a cameraman follow me.

Maybe when I sleep, I will wake up to realize all of this was a dream. I would rather have Richard chase me around the globe, have him bicker words with me for every little thing, than this. This is torture. Hell on earth. When we reach the entrance, Alex grabs my hand and intertwines his fingers with mine, causing cold shivers to spill all over me. When we enter the hall, there are two couples at the podium, exchanging vows. The bride has a wide smile on her face, and the groom is making an effort to hide his desire as he stares lovingly at her.

“My name’s Lila Chen. Acting… It’s my dream. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve always wanted to tell stories, to be someone else, to live different lives. I want to move people with my performances.” Cassie smiled softly. “That’s a beautiful reason, Lila.” The sharp-cheeked boy straightened. “I’m Evan Torres. Same here. It’s my dream. I grew up watching films and thinking, ‘One day, that’ll be me up there.’ I know it’s hard, and I know people say dreams like ours are impossible, but… I can’t give it up.” Cassie nodded. “Chasing dreams is never foolish, Evan. It’s what keeps us alive.”