Novel & Cerita Cruel Love Dream Short

The feeling of loneliness and heartache was overwhelming, and I felt like I was drowning in an ocean of despair. In my dream, I realized that sometimes, the pursuit of love can lead to a nightmare of loneliness. It was a haunting reminder that love is not always guaranteed, and the fear of ending alone can turn a beautiful dream into a chilling nightmare. It was a jarring and sobering experience that left me longing and yearning when I woke up.

Her life was a living nightmare before this man came into her life and became her dream…a dream she was forbidden to even see in her closed eyes but now finally her dream was going to be real and only because of this man who was the ultimate and only love of her being. Removing all the distance between them, she pressed her lips against his and hugged him tightly which he reciprocated instantly. Their dream was finally going to be real. What else they both needed more but they didn't understand at that point that it didn't take much time for a beautiful dream to turn into a painful nightmare….A cruel nightmare which would just not only tore them apart but was going to break their beings.

“Just…Don’t think about it, you’ll end up with a headache.” He hummed in response. Katrina had confidently started her flirting. She wasn’t an Art student for nothing. “You know I once had a dream. I was loving someone, strange right? But I was. It was a beautiful thing. I loved them in any form and just wanted them without any ulterior motives. I wanted to constantly be around them because I loved them and wanted them to be in my life. I wanted to make things for them and shower them with all my love and affection and I didn’t desire anything in return. It was such a lovely dream that left me with a hollow and dark feeling when I woke up, I couldn’t know the person in my dream. But the mome

꒰ 𝔐𝔸𝕋𝔼 𝕋𝕆 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔻ℝ𝔸𝔾𝕆ℕ ℙℝ𝕀ℕℂ𝔼 ₊˚⋆ ( TRIGGER WARNINGS ) ╚═════════ • ≻ ♜ ≺ • ═════════╝ ☽ —— 「 Our love is untouchable 」 ❝ . . . . 𝕋HERE ARE A FEW TRIGGER WARNINGS, I would like to point out for this story, just in case, there are mentions of d/aths (e), there will be some ma/ipulation (n), slights mentions of r/pe (a) perhaps, c/r acci/ents (a, d), there will huge amounts of vi/lence (o), which be very graphic as well and some mentions of bl/od (o). ❞

I came with a broken cry, my entire body convulsing as pleasure overwhelmed me. Finally, he stood, looking feral — shirt open, hair messy, lips glistening with my arousal. "Turn over," he ordered. I slid off the desk on shaky legs and bent over it, my breasts pressed against the cool wood, ass presented to him. I heard his belt buckle, the rasp of his zipper. Then the thick, hot head of his cock rubbed against my dripping entrance. "I’ve dreamed about this," he said, one hand gripping my hip bruisingly, the other fisting in my hair and yanking my head back. "About bending you over this desk and fucking you until the only name you remember is mine."

Although she behaves like a traitor in my dreams, she is still my best friend. "RU..." "Nothing," I uttered. What was I supposed to say; I am a failure in reverse harem too. That even Guzman came to my dream, and my friend gifted the vibrator to Daris to test it on me. "Ru," "Nothing, I had a bad dream." "About what?" About all the hot guys, "Nothing, a monster chasing me." "That's strange because you were screaming Darius's name," her gaze was more suspicious than concerned about me.

That night, I had a crazy dream, all caused by Ivor’s seductive gasp. That dream had always haunted me. I dreamt Ivor made love with me. Yeah, we didn’t have sex; we made love. Ivor. In the dream, Ivor was not cold, he kissed my ears, my eyes, my nose and my lips in the most gentle and charming way. He caresses my breasts passionately, one of his hands on my waist, holding it tight.

(DREAD) “JUST wait for me my love, I will definitely make everything clear and good for the two of us. It will not be long. We will have our happy ending, my happy ending. And you will permit me, right? You will allow me to kill her? Your beloved, Daniela.” “No!”

My Love. THE END!!

arrogant, cruel, dangerous. Yet my heart ache for him in ways I don’t understand. I turn over, clutching the pillow. When I finally drift off, it isn’t peace that meets me. The dream returns, this time Misha is with me in the fire screaming and tearing me apart…. Fire Screams Blood Fire Screams Blood Over and Over again.