Cross X Dream Sans

Sofia Miller is a shy and quiet girl from Ohio who moved to New York to chase her dreams of being an actress and making it big in the world after the death of both her parents in tragic untimely ways, fortunately, and unfortunately, her path gets completely change when she meets a ruthless, arrogant and emotionless man who saved her life on her first day in New York City, Spencer McCarthy, the CEO of the McCarthy hotels and a and mafia boss which he took over after his father who founded the hotel and the operations was murdered. Their lives get interwoven and she begins to fall deeply for him only to find out that he is betrothed to one of New York City's socialites and the daughter of a political executive whose father helped keep the government off his dealings, Kara Rodrigo. What will become of Sofia's life now that she is in such a dynamic? Will she ever achieve her dream? What happens when she finds out he is a lord, and mafia boss and has committed several murders? Will she still love him? What will Kara do when she finds out her husband-to-be is cheating on her with a commoner? Will Spencer find his father's killer? Who will Spencer choose between Kara, his betrothed whose father he is in business with or Sofia , a common nobody from Ohio? Will Sophia's love triumph on the crossfire?.

He watched her for a long moment, the anger in his eyes unmistakable. She imagined he was thinking of ways to punish her, but nothing prepared her for what he said next. "Strip." It was one word, but she doubted if she heard him correctly the first time, was he really going to punish her? "What… what was that?" She asked innocently. "Strip, Nancy." "I won't." "So you refuse me, I see." he said it lightly, the evil smile still playing on his lips. "That will not stop me from having you though" "You won't." She said firmly "Won't I?" She had expected to arouse his anger tonight, but nothing prepared her for the icy rage that contorted his features and the resentment and coldness in his eyes. "Has he touched you yet?" Derek asked suddenly, his eyes still hard on her and his look ever so cold. "Depends on the kind of touch you mean," She replied in a soft, tempting voice, "He has touched me in certain ways. But you are my husband and I should not be telling you that.” "No," he returned coldly. "We are just master and slave, nothing else links us.” ***** Forced to marry against their will, Nancy must not only prove to Derek Lincoln that she was never his lost betrothed, but she must also prove to the parents of his real betrothed that she is not their daughter. But when a man is this beautiful and yet so arrogant, God knows loving him could not be so difficult. Except he is strongly involved with his mistress, who would give anything to have him, even if it meant killing his present wife. But was he worth it? Nay. To him, she is just a personal whore.

Whenever she closes her eyes, she can feel him. His amber eyes glaring back at her brown chocolate eyes, his fingers crawling on her skin making her shiver. She loved how he made her feel, she yearned for more and more but whenever she opened her eyes, she panted like she has been running a marathon, sweating profusely. Her silky nightie soaked not only with sweat but her wetness, her pantie more damper than ever. One unexpected day, she saw 'his amber eyes glaring back at her brown chocolate eyes' but not in her dreams, in broad daylight. Not only his eyes were visible but the whole of him. Time stopped. But... she saw something else in his amber eyes, an evil glint and the powerful scent that engulfed him made her skin crawl with fear making her remember the bitter past she had.

Dev, a regular train commuter, falls for Bhoomika after seeing her at the railway crossroad near her house, where his train had to stop daily. Despite being married and living with an abusive husband, Bhoomika manages to leave a profound impact on Dev. She is often seen alone and sad, yet her smile never fades. Dev starts to look forward to seeing her every day and becomes a part of her daily routine. As Dev's feelings for Bhoomika grow, he discovers that she is a victim of domestic violence at the hands of her psychotic husband. Bhoomika is trapped and unable to leave due to fear of being hunted down by her husband. Dev resolves to rescue her and provide her with everything she deserves. However, Dev's decision to save Bhoomika is complicated by his family's insistence that he marry their family friend's daughter Roohi.

Scarlet never believed in destiny—until she died. Now bound to a mysterious system, she awakens in the bodies of betrayed women across countless worlds. Her mission is clear: avenge the fallen, slap the traitors, and conquer the hearts of different untouchable men. From an academy ruled by gods in human form to kingdoms dripping in blood and betrayal to glittering cities where power is bought with desire—Scarlet must weave vengeance and temptation into every step she takes. She is no saint. She is no savior. She is the temptress who thrives on revenge, a woman whose charm is as lethal as her kiss. But with every world, every mission, and every heart she wins… Scarlet begins to wonder. Is she the player in this game of fate— Or the one being played?

For as long as Ivy Morrin can remember, her dreams have belonged to a stranger, a fiery and silver eyed Alpha whose voice calls to her under moonlight. She doesn’t know him, but her soul does. In a world where witches and werewolves must never rule, Ivy’s secret is deadly: she's a hybrid, born of both bloodlines. Hidden by her mother and bound by magic, Ivy’s mate bond has been suppressed for years, just to protect her from the fate of another hybrid who was cast out and destroyed. But fate doesn't like to be silenced. Ivy’s dreams are changing. A darker presence has entered, Jace Vale, an exiled hybrid Alpha with a hunger for revenge and a dangerous plan. He believes Ivy belongs to him. As Ivy’s power awakens, the truth unravels. One Alpha calls to her. One seeks to claim her. And the only way out… is to break the very law that could destroy her. Would Ivy risk her life to break the curse? What if the man in Ivy’s dreams was her true mate and the world was determined to keep her apart?

Have you ever had the same dream so often that it starts to blur into reality? The same man. The same scent. The same fire, except every night, it’s a different position, a different fantasy… and by morning, it all slips away. That has been my life for weeks, until everything changed. Just when I thought I could finally get over the stranger in my dreams, I convinced myself that my new boss might be the distraction I needed. A way out of my sex-starved world of fantasies. Then he walked in. Hotter than my imagination ever allowed. Sharper. Darker. Dangerous. And with one look, I knew. It was him. The man who owned my nights. But who was he? And why was he suddenly here in my reality? “I own this place,” he growled, his deep voice making my knees weak as his grip tightened around my wrist. “I own this motherfucker you call a boss… and I own you too.” His black eyes locked on mine, dark and unreadable. “So you better start walking before I take you right here and now.” He meant every word. He dragged me out with him, and everything I thought I knew cracked open. Was this the beginning of my love story with the man they called the Mafia Boss? Were my dreams finally becoming real? But with constant gunshots, threats, and attempted abductions… I’m starting to realize this might not be the fairytale I imagined. And my life may never go back to normal. Not ever again. But I don’t seem to mind anymore.

There's an unspoken rule in the high-end society—married couples who are bound by marriage alliances are allowed to branch out romantically. But if they ever buy anything for their side piece, they must buy the same gift for their legal spouse. Raymond Johnson is a very particular person. That's why he continues sticking to the rule and gives Melanie Strickland the respect she deserves by showering her with gifts that are 100 times more than his mistress', even after the Stricklands have gone into bankruptcy. If his mistress gets 100 thousand dollars' worth of allowances every month, Melanie's bank account must receive ten million dollars in return. When Raymond gifts his mistress jewelry that's worth a million dollars, he'll go for the main highlight of the auction. After that, Melanie will receive an antique emerald ring worth 100 million dollars. The rich wives, who are too used to seeing wealthy men immersing themselves in booze and beautiful women, can only sigh wistfully whenever they witness Raymond and Melanie's lovey-dovey relationship. But at the same time, they can't resist dropping Melanie words of advice—mainly to tell her to appreciate what she has now. Appreciate, huh? Of course Melanie appreciates everything she has right now. That's why on the day Raymond gives a house of very little value that's located in the suburbs to his mistress, Melanie decides to ask him a question while receiving the land deed of Villa No. 1 that's located in Northshore. "I've grown tired of this marriage. Can we get a divorce?"

In the third year of Lyra Hawthorne's engagement to Ryder Calloway, he found himself a beautiful grid girl named Nova Voss abroad. The day before Valentine's Day, he deliberately brought Nova to see Lyra and demanded to break off the engagement. "Nova and I share the same interests. A simp like you will never understand the thrill of racing." Lyra refused to accept it and asked, "Does it have to be today?" He laughed. "Do you need to check the calendar to call off an engagement?" She nodded and didn't argue any further. A month later, she entered the same race he did. What he didn't know was that she had understood the thrill of racing long before he ever did. Later, she got married on his birthday. With reddened eyes, he asked, "Does it have to be today?" She smiled as well. "Of course. You do need to pick an auspicious day for a wedding."

Onerea is a place that you can find only in dreams. In that place, you can exchange your dream energy for things like food and accommodation. You can also enter the Mirrors, places in the outskirts of the city, where there are portal doors that will let you enter a dream within that Dreamworld. In a place like that, Annabelle Archer, a 25-year-old woman who, in real life, has serious heart disease, meets Dominik, who will be her guide through the mirrors, and maybe something else, but what could happen with a person that lives in a floating city within a dream?