Cute Dream Novels & Stories

She was my best friend after all. “Okay, let me start again. I get this dream from time to time about a woman and a unicorn and an elf and a fairy.” I went on explaining the dream as I had to Josh. I described every one of them to her and as I did, I could see it all in my mind. When I got to the end where they all turn to welcome the stranger, I caught my first ever glimpse of him. His long, dark brown hair perfectly reflected the sun as it shined. His complexion was even and tan, almost like Laylan's perfect skin tone. But his eyes! His eyes were breathtaking! Warm brown rimmed beautiful blue eyes with dark lashes that lined them, making them stand out.

Chapter 63: The Dream Mellisa tossed and turned in her sleep, her mind filled with vivid images of pleasure. She felt a warmth spreading throughout her body, a feeling of anticipation and desire that she had never experienced before. In her dream, she was in a lush garden surrounded by lush vegetation and vibrant flowers. Suddenly, Jeremy appeared. His eyes were a deep, dark blue and he was wearing a suit that fit him perfectly. He walked towards her, his gaze never leaving hers, and reached out to take her hand. His touch was electric, and she felt a thrill of excitement run through her.

My mom thought I was on drugs and I think she was seriously considering buying an at home drug test. I’ve obviously slept since then, and no dreams like that have happened again. I had a dream that I was a mermaid trapped in disney world, and I swear, I could see the guy from the field standing outside my tank, watching me with those blue eyes that captured the moon so perfectly. I mean I know he had said he was from my dreams but... I heard that you can’t dream about someone you haven’t seen before, so where did he come from originally? A magazine maybe? Social media? Just a random attractive stranger that my mind weirdly clung onto? Is it possible that my mind captured a snapshot of some r

“Continue spouting nonsense about our boss Bella and you’ll get a lot more than what you could take, Caitlin! Show her the respect she deserves!” Bella on other hand has no classes scheduled for the afternoon so she gets to have time to catch up for some sleep. “Wow! You’re sleeping again?” Suzie held her small face as she stared at Bella’s beautiful face with a worshiping expression. She seems to be so mystified seeing how strong, cool, and beautiful Bella looks like even when sleeping. Bella pulled the corner of her lips and slowly opened one of her eyes which was immediately directed to someone who was coming behind Suzie.

Her mother kissed Sira's forehead and whispered, "Sleep well, sweetheart. Sweet dreams." Sira fell asleep with a smile on her face, and this time, the dreams that came were not nightmares. She dreamed of playing in a garden full of sunshine, blooming flowers, and high-flying swings. The man in the black robe was no longer there, replaced by a sense of security and happiness that she created herself.

I find myself thinking about him again and again. Why can't I stop thinking about him? What am I supposed to do? What the hell’s wrong with me?! Damon casually orders for both of us: two orange tarts. No questions asked. I blink twice as fast. I love orange. Ever since I had that dream as a kid. That strange one with the tabby cat and other talking animals. The scruffy, world-weary thing that looked like it had fought death and won. There was something bold about that dream that seemed to inspire me. Something like... me. Or at least, who I aspire to be.

"I—I saw them. The men who want to take me. They were here. They were inside the cabin." "Hey, hey," I said again, my hand steady on her arm feeling her softness. "It's just a dream, baby. You're safe now, I promise. No one can find us here. And even if they do, I would die first before they can lay a finger on you."

As soon as those words were spoken, everyone’s eyes turned to us. I maintained my smile, giving nothing away, not even a hint of anger. Meanwhile, Quinn pranced around like a little dog with its tail wagging, eagerly showcasing her newfound closeness with Serena to anyone willing to notice. It was as if stepping on me would somehow elevate her standing. "That’s great, my dear Quinn! I’ve been hoping for someone to help me out!" I warmly grasped Quinn’s hand, my eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. Of course, I was thrilled for someone to take over the mess I’d left behind.

It was the silliest picture of my cat. The pinned contact name at the top read, "Darling".

The contrast of his calloused palms on my sensitive skin made me cry out. “You've been dreaming about this?” he asked, pulling my shin up to meet his eyes. “Yes,” I gasped as his thumb circled my nipple. “What did you dream? Tell me.” “I dreamed... you'd suck them. Hard. That you'd bite them a little. That you'd make me cry out.” My tongue kept spilling every dirty fantasy I’d harbored. “That you'd then push me down, rip my robe off and just.. look at me. Look at all of me before you.. before you…”