Cute Dream Novels & Stories

I’ve been seeing him so often in my dreams now that it no longer surprised me. Ace sat in the middle of a grass field, and it was bright and sunny. The weather seemed perfect for a picnic, and for some reason, Ace had a puppy on his lap and he was playing with it. I watched from where I was standing as Ace began stroking the puppy’s head as the puppy wagged its tail happily. I had no idea why I was dreaming about this but in my dream, I could feel my overwhelming happiness and joy.

I love you more today than yesterday, but not as much as tomorrow. —Unknown Chad’s words were flowing through my head as I came awake. We’re all basically the same. We smile when we’re happy, cry when we’re sad, eat when we’re hungry, sleep when we’re tired. Then I pictured Colton weaving his fingers through mine and examining the contrast we made together, like piano keys. And then the strange dream was gone. I was suddenly awake, afraid and frozen before I realized I wasn’t in my concrete cave anymore. And I wasn’t even cold. I was in a bed with lights and warmth and soft blankets and pillows.

I could feel the bed underneath me at last, but I never felt Justin lay beside me. I dreamed that night, more vivid dreams than I’ve ever experienced in my life. “You’re the Lycan’s Luna,” the figure before me growled. In my dream, I was knelt on the ground and naked, though the chains and ropes and cuffs that covered my body left little to see. I had a feeling this unknown silhouette would even care to see any of my body anyways. “You know you can’t carry his pups, you’re too weak and you wouldn’t make it.”

Scarlet Heart wondered why. “No, no. It is really impossible.” Cullen said. Scarlet Heart then gulped and was still looking at him. “Mr. Cullen Lee, are you okay?” She asked. Cullen Lee then looked at her face. “I am not sure if I am okay. I just had a really weird dream. I don’t know if it is a nightmare or some dream with meanings. It is really weird but I will take note of that dream.” Cullen said and then got off of the bed.

“I hoped you’d come back.” She laughed. “You have?” At least the man in her dreams was happy to see her. “I have. I thought we could go skating.” He looked her up and down slowly. “Do you like ice skating?” She bit her lip so she wouldn’t laugh loudly. It was just a dream. Why not? “I do, actually.” “Perfect!” He held out one large hand. “We’ll get our jackets and gloves and do that then.”

' The frown was immediately replaced by a smile and a red stain that matched my red tee. 'Everyone loves chocolate! Goodnight and sweet dreams (:' Blackmailer- 'Goodnight and chocolaty dreams ;)' I frowned at the missing hugs and kisses but sleep overpowered my thoughts and I fell into a dream where Colton and I danced about in Charlie's Chocolate factory. -- What do you dream about? What's your most werid dream??

Kamrynn’s POV That night, I dream of Rmonica, and it’s one of the strangest, most vivid dreams I’ve ever had. I see her standing in a beautiful, sprawling garden, surrounded by vibrant, colorful flowers. She moves gracefully from one bed of flowers to another, smiling as she gently tends to each bloom, touching each petal as if it were precious. Her hands are tender, her face calm and content, filled with the joy of caring for something she loves.

Some nights, I would pretend my hand was not mine but of the boy in my dreams. I never saw his face but his brown hair shone under the blue saturated sky's, his washed-out beige shirt that hung loosely on his light skin, the old khakis and boots he had on. He was always turned away from me, tending to animated flowers and periodically kneeling to feed a funny looking creature that looked like a platypus. My dreams were always filled with colorful creatures, little horses that had wings and flew around, fairies that left a trail of fairy dust, four legged creatures that could talk.

In one dream, Star stood on a mountaintop, surrounded by a breathtaking landscape. The wind whispered through the trees, carrying with it a sense of magic and wonder. As she raised her hands, a vibrant glow emanated from her fingertips, illuminating the night sky. Stars danced and swirled around her, responding to her every command. In another dream, Star found herself in a vast, ancient library, its shelves stretching endlessly into the distance.

I stopped mid-step. “No.” “Yes.” I closed my eyes briefly. “Fine. What.” “Mission two: Compliment Dream’s bed hair.” I stared at the air. “You have lost all credibility.” “Observation: bed hair is aesthetically appealing.” I glanced back at Dream. He was sitting up now, running a hand through his messy hair. It was unfairly attractive. The kind of chaos that made him look softer, younger. I crossed my arms. He noticed my staring. “What.”