Cure Dream Novels & Stories

I would rather have her to myself, but I'm not cold enough to deny her the mate of her second chance in life, the father to her pups. I grab a spare office, working with the healer in order to find out if this cure in question will actually work. I have a dirty, bloody bandage left over from Ryan and we add a drop or two to the bloody spots, waiting to see if anything happens under the microscope that will show the cure trying to fight the infection. The healer jolts back from the microscope, shaking his head rapidly. "That's not good." "What's wrong? What did it do?" "The cure isn't some antibiotic, it's some kind of molding aspect to the blood. It's changing to molecules completely, not ju

Fear" My head snapped in his direction in confusion. "Everything you saw in your dream and feared off turn true in real life." "But why?" Chris love fear he fest on it and grew more powerful. So STO DREAMING weird things, he mumble last part irritated. What's my fault in it. I love zombie movies, I mumble but my eyes grew wider at the realisation. My head snapped in his direction in shock. "What?" I..I read a l...lot vampire stories too, I whisper thinking the possibility of vampire behind me. But it's okay if they are handsome a wide grin form on my face thinking the way Klaus scream REBBEKAH.

“If I knew, I would fix it. I can’t stop getting enough blood. I feel like a bus ran over me. Literally, I feel like I was hit by a bus. Those dreams were so real, so powerful, and I can’t shake them, Alex. I never, ever, have had anything feel like this before. I woke up a pool of sweat and took a shower once already. I feel like a wreck, and all I can do is think about Amber.” “Wow, Dom, that is crazy. I didn’t realize that. I don’t think I have ever heard you say anything about dreaming before.” “No, I hadn’t. I had this vision, which sucked a lot of energy from me. I then fell asleep, which just became a trap. I was stuck in a wonderfully, erotic, real, intense, and I don’t have the word

Fiona I wake up from the most heart wrenching dream I have ever had. This is the day after Cult left when he found out that Alejandro broke the curse. My fear is beating very fast and I’m struggling to control my breathing. There is sweat tainted on my forehead as I weakly turn to the side. It felt so real and I cannot believe that it is all a dream. “From what I saw, I and Cult had separate lives and children.” I didn’t think my heart would hurt so much like this when I think about a life without Cult.

"It will take some time for him to recuperate completely, even with Trex’s healing. But yes, he is well enough to come home and relax in his bed. Trex came to his rescue just in time. Before Cadance began the surgeries to repair his brain and trachea." “I had a dream where Trex materialized. I pleaded with him to go to Jarek and help him. Before that, I prayed to Selene. I don’t think she acknowledges my existence, though.” “The moon goddess heard your plea and sent Trex to you.” An overwhelming urge to throw up took over me. I shot from the bed and sprinted towards my ensuite bathroom. Barely making it to the toilet before purging. “Oh, my goddess baby.” Mom cried as she ran into the bathro

The night was supposed to be the most joyous night for the Shadowcrest pack, as their Luna, Mirabelle, had been confirmed to be pregnant. Alpha Lain was the happiest man on earth, as they had never been able to have another child after the birth of their first daughter, Elaira. But instead of celebrating this joyous occasion, the pack was bleeding and crying as blood flowed everywhere.

“It’s Karen. She’s been working with her mother’s journal. Said she’s getting closer to a cure.” For a heartbeat—just one—his face went completely still. Then something fractured in his expression. His breath hitched, just once, before he clamped down on it. But I saw it. The way his throat worked, the way his fingers twitched at his sides like he didn’t know what to do with them. “A cure…” His voice was rough, scraped raw. “For me?” I nodded. “Yeah. For the spell. The one that’s been poisoning your Lycan.” My chest ached just saying it out loud. “She said it’s not done yet. But it’s close.”

The faint light of the moonstone pendant flickered in the room, as if responding to something. I felt a familiar warmth spread from my chest, an emotional wave from the broken mate bond. Regret, guilt, despair… and love. An overwhelming tide of love. My eyelids began to flutter. "Freya… please, open your eyes…" A hazy voice, choked with tears, drifted from far away. I slowly opened my eyes, squinting against the bright sunlight.

“You do not have to be careful with me. I am not your enemy. In fact, I may be your only chance.” The bond pulsed faint behind me, Maeve watching from the walls, her presence steadying me, but I did not turn. My eyes locked on his, my voice rough. “And what chance is that?” His gaze flicked to the veins crawling along my neck, then back to my eyes. “A cure.” The word hit me harder than any blow. My breath caught, my claws digging into my palms. A cure. Rivan saw it in my face, his smile widening just slightly. “Yes. I can end it. The fire that is killing you, the curse that binds you, all of it gone. You will breathe clean again. You will live free again. You will not die before your time.”

He whispered into my ear, "Julie, let's elope." Just as I was about to answer, someone suddenly started to knock on our door. "Julia, please give me another chance!" "Julie, I know I'm in the wrong now. You can punish us however you want. We'll take everything, even if you want to trap us in that small cave again! "Besides, this guy from the Lowell family only wants you for your body's nourishing effect to cure his own illness. He's nothing but an impotent, useless piece of—"