Daydream Novels & Stories

"Tell him whatever you think it is best 'cause I won't be showing up. If 'she is asleep' that comes to your mind, say it. Or 'she don't wanna come' it is fine by me, 'she doesn't want to see you' whichever way. I am not just coming." "Okay then." "Thank you as you do so," I plugged my earpiece, then laid back on bed. "Goodnight." **** (No! Whimpering! Darkness! Fire! Tears!) Noo! Not again! I pressed my back against the wall, folded up a leg, then I dug my finger into my hair. This is beyond me mum, dad! I can't handle this all alone. What is the secret behind this nightmare? *** The shadow was moving closer. It was following me all over again. This couldn't be Brad. That was not Brad. So wh

Reggaetion Lento - CNCO 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 David invited me to eat. But still, my heart is not calm about this dream. Did I miss my husband so much that dream like that? I'm just stirring in the pudding with no interest until the pudding is destroyed. "Miss." Scold David. I was shocked again, mostly daydreaming. I want to follow Gerald over there. I miss him so much, and this is so torturous. If Gerald calls, I want to close this distance and quickly regroup.

Then there were the fangs and the biting— Yeah—how high school is it to have dirty dreams about a vampire? To hell with it, because in these dirty dreams, Gaia had the best sex she'd ever had. It had gotten so bad, that on nights she didn't dream of him, she'd lie in bed using all her might to conjure his spirit. When these dreams did happen, Gaia could not control them. She always woke the next morning, sometimes sore, in her bed, alone, and fully clothed in pajamas that she never remembered putting on.

Arata said. Darrion frowned. “There’s no such things as afternoon dreaming. There’s only daydreaming.” Arata shook his head. “Nu-uh. Dusk-dreaming then. I was telling Jai about a good performance and some donuts, and you ignored me and dusk dreaming. That’s rude.” Darrion made a face of copying Arata talking. His reaction made Arata had a vein popping on his head. “You!” The blonde only smirked.

Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.

With a gentle kiss on the forehead he whispers good morning beautiful! The days passed, Star couldn't help but notice a recurring theme in her dreams. They were filled with vivid images of her powers, the very essence of her being. In her slumber, she found herself transported to a world where her abilities flourished, and she embraced her true potential. In one dream, Star stood on a mountaintop, surrounded by a breathtaking landscape.

Once everyone was asleep,then Navi again went to Hardeep's room and this time she became bold and kissed him on his chest and lips and ran out of the room before Hardeep could open his eyes but he knew it was a dream. Next day was a D day, a day full of blessings and happiness. Everyone was busy guests were coming from far and near, Harjot was treated like a princess and Navi was made to sit with her as Navi getting overexcited was running from one side to another to finish off the chores but that was not so done with Sukh and Radha around now even her mom was there.

Celestia Today is the fourth of September and I am so tired. Probably, as you become older the more you want to sleep and that's what happens to me now. I just want to sleep all day, from dawn until twilight that every evening comes it became more drearily. In the daytime, all I think about is sleeping. But in the night all I do is try to stay awake. I guess I'm not the only teenager experiencing it. 'I wish I could stop dreaming. I wish to God I could stop dreaming. And try to accept the real version of myself.'

The next time I open them, I am lying in my bed. The alarm goes off and instead of getting up, I lie there and refuse to move for fear that this is all a dream or part of some strange alternate reality. Maybe if I don’t get up, everything will be fine. My children will still be alive, and the world won’t end today. Hearing them come down the hall, I pull the covers over my head and murmur to myself, “Please, please, please, let this be real and not a dream.”

SLUMBER AND A DREAM Amanda's mind slipped into the depths as she slept, the veil between reality and dreams growing thin. In the ethereal realm of her subconscious, a dark and unsettling presence lingered. As she wandered through the corridors of her own mind, an eerie sensation washed over her, sending shivers down her spine. A sense of impending doom loomed in the air, casting a pall over her surroundings.