Cross X Dream Novels & Stories

Daniel cannot sleep well on that night and his eyes still wide open. He looked at the ceiling and thought about the woman whom he met at the coffee shop. He did not know what he felt at that time, but she just made him amazed by the beauty of her at the first sign. "Who are you, beautiful lady? Why did I feel that I knew you and have met you before? Did we meet somewhere or—" Daniel suddenly remembered his dream six months ago. A wedding dream in which the events and also the looks of the bride were so real.

Attus nodded and followed me to the fridge, keeping a watchful eye on me. "I understand, C. Dreams can be confusing and unsettling, but it's important to remember that they are just dreams. They don't have any power over mer decisions in the waking world." "That's true, but it still bothers me," I said, taking a swig of water. "I don't want to be thinking about Xavier when I'm about to marry Jake. It's not fair to anyone."

We have to find her; we race through the hallways towards her scream. “Xavier, no,” She cries out, f**k! What is the asshole doing to her? We run faster until we can hear them speaking clearly. “Please stop...I’ll try, I’m trying...” “Break it, break the f**king bond, or I’ll kill you.” Dream me growls at her. We burst through the doors; he stands over her. He’s grabbing her hair and pulling it back; her eyes are closed. Her clothes are ripped and blooded.

“That’s what the white creature is. A Gravok. They herd Ferals. I’m so fucking sorry I wasn’t there to protect you.” I gave a watery laugh. “It was a dream, Xan. You can’t fight dreams.” “I hate that it touched you at all,” he growled, brushing damp hair from my face. “I hate anything that scares you.” I closed my eyes and reached inside myself. Wolf? You there? Nothing. Not even an echo. Figures, I thought. Just trauma. Xander suddenly pulled back, clapped his hands once, and flashed that wicked grin that always melted my defenses.

Which is entirely unhelpful. “I don’t know,” she shakes her head, “but I think it means we are more connected than that of an Alpha to her Beta. Ever since the full moon, when your mark was officially completed, I have had the itch to see it. Like a primal need that I cannot explain. Then last night, I had the strangest dream…and that brings us to now.” The frantic knocking at the door cut my interrogation short. Shooting us all confused looks, Damon opens it to find a frantic looking Xander. Hs hair tossed like he had been running his hand through it all night.

Bianca said with a matter-of-factly tone, a hand on her waist. "Weirdly in my dream, the resurrection happens on a new moon instead of on the blood." Xavier hummed Alaster cocking brow, a finger rubbing his chin. "Does it have any meaning?" Xavier asked, Bianca, tilting her head, looking up at Xavier as if to tell him not to ask. But he still pushed further, his brows furrowing. Alaster clasped his hands together, smiling widely. "A new moon in a dream signifies that great bonds will be formed between you and a special someone."

Time passed slowly, and at 22:00, Kiran and Yvonne both grew increasingly tense. Kiran took a deep breath, meditated to calm himself, and lay down on the bed. As soon as he lay down, he fell asleep. Yvonne kept checking her phone. When the clock struck 22:22, she sensed Kiran's body tremble slightly inside the room. Yvonne's heart was in her throat, ready to rush in if needed. In his dream, Kiran tried to control his thoughts and stay aware. Suddenly, the familiar figure of Snow Xander appeared in his vision—dressed in white, ethereal, beautiful, and enchanting.

Xavier sighed. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, he had never been a fearful person or someone who was scared of things like nightmares but this dream really scared the daylight out of him and just to think it was Scarlett who stabbed, that frightened him more but he wasn't ignorant of the enemy's power to use illusion in deceiving others. "But you can tell me anything, remember?" Scarlett smiled and caressed his jaw with her pretty and soft fingers. "Was the dream that bad?" Xavier smiled and placed his hand on her hair "I would never hide anything from you.you are my mate, my better half and there would no need to conceal things but this dream is one that I would like to keep secre

I decided they deserved to know the full truth. Taking a deep breath, I told them about my dream love and how Marc could pass as his doppelganger. I shared how it didn’t feel wrong to have sex with Marc because I’d been having a relationship with a man who looked identical to him in my dreams for quite some time. When they asked if I continued with my “Marc” dreams even after I slept with Roger and I confessed I did, they gave a simultaneous low whistle and then went perfectly silent. What does one say after hearing such a crazy story?

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