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I touch his chest and start to rub him in slow, circular motions. "And then you came. You saved me. You took the guy off me, beat'em up and then you lifted me into your lap and started to whisper comforting words. Then everything went blank." "So why are you scared? It was just a dream." Xander said looking up at the trees. Intentionally avoiding my eyes. "That's the part that has me scared," I confessed as I stared at him, "Was it a dream? It was so real Xander...So real. How can that be a dream? Why would I even dream that? Is it real Xander? Or is it a dream?"

“Understood.” But as he turned to leave, Kael caught a flicker of something in his scent. Something…off. A lie. Kael narrowed his eyes. “You still haven’t told me where you were during the last attack.” Xander smiled. “I was exactly where I needed to be.” Then he was gone. That night, Liana dreamed of fire. She stood in a field of ash, the moon overhead split in two. Wolves circled her, their eyes hollow. One stepped forward.

“Cast aside the weak. Come to me freely, and I will give you power enough to rip the stars from the sky. Enough to save him.” She clenched her fists. “No.” “You’re already mine,” he whispered, brushing a knuckle along her jaw. “You just don’t know it yet.” The dream shattered. Althea gasped awake, heart pounding, skin ice-cold, her hands trembling. Cassian stirred beside her. “You okay?” he mumbled. She didn’t answer. She just turned back to Xanden’s still form, brushing a trembling hand across his chest. He was in her dreams. Watching. Wanting.

From this, it could be seen that Dreamless Nightmare's battle power at the moment, didn't seem to be high, it was just that he was able to control people with his nightmares, and the most fragile part of a person's heart was often presented in the form of a nightmare, and everyone, had nightmares. Xiao Dust held the Blood Lotus Demon Blade and looked around, both eyes covered in blood, "You monster derived from someone else's nightmare, you can't even be considered a walking corpse, come out! Bastard!" "Huh. ......" "Hehe your mom's head!" Xiao Chuan listened to the sound and kicked to the back, kicking at Dream Nightmare with unerring precision, kicking him down and directly smashing a smal

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There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

You? XAVIER: I slept okay. I keep dreaming about this beautiful girl with ice blonde hair and emerald, green eyes and the things I want to do to her. But when I wake up, I don’t have her with me. 😩 Me: Sounds like you need to find that girl. 😝 XAVIER: Oh, I plan on it. What are you wearing? 😈 ME: A tank top and some night shorts. XAVIER: The pink shorts?

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It didn’t matter what she did at this point; she already chose to die—albeit the result was only more on paper. A myriad of dreams blended all together as she fell into a deep sleep. Gryphon’s face was always there, as the kind and considerate husband that he posed to be. However, in those dreams, Andrea wasn’t angry; the sight of his face didn’t trigger anything but happiness. After all, in her la-la land, there was no Roxanne Cromwell or Pearce Empire. She only had Gryphon.