Daydream Stories Novels & Stories

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.

I really did know how to make embarrassment my twin by any means necessary and I wondered if he would kiss me now or kiss me later in my sleep and maybe go further, which ever works. He could and I wouldn't stop him, his lips will graze mine and I will have to confess that I haven't done this before and he would teach me how to kiss him back and then, I would ask if it's okay to call him daddy like in that book and we would get married and live happily ever after with no war and unrest between our kingdoms. "What are you daydreaming about this time?" He rolled his eyes. "How I would kill you." I spat glaring at him despising that I was an open book to be read and he knew when I was day dream

he asked, looking at Alyssa. “Oh no, she’s not, just very energetic in her dreams,” Helen said. Hearing the word dream, the little girl looked over to the adults with bright expression. “Oh I dream of a dragon last night! A green dragon!” Jai smiled at her enthusiasm. “Did you now? Wow, that’s amazing. Can you tell me about it?” Alyssa smiled widely and nodded her head profusely. Helen chuckled. “It seems that Brother Jai can be your listener for your dreams, Alyssa. Why don’t you tell him all your dreams in his visit these two days?”

Dream said and started to tell her mom stories about school which Yara didn't understand fully because Kenzo continuously fondle her body. "Sweety, it's past your sleeping time, you should sleep now." Yara said after an hour of talking to her niece and an hour of torture with Kenzo's playfulness. "Ok, mom, where's dad?" Dream asked. "I'm here, kitten." Kenzo said. "Night Dad, night Mom. Love you both." Dream said. "We love you too, kitten. Sleep tight." Kenzo said and hurriedly ended the call. "Shall we continue?" Kenzo asked smiling naughtily. "You and your dirty hands!" Yara said and hit Kenzo with the pillow. Kenzo laughed and catches Yara's hands then laid her on the bed. "I can't stop m

"Nik calls them the 'jump'— when my dream would change to another dream. It does feel like jumping for me. So far, the most jumps I had in one night are six. Usually, I'd just get three jumps, or two when I'm lucky. The more jumps I do, the sicker I feel in the morning. So, that time I had five jumps a night, I felt like dying in the morning." Eli went on. "Nik and Noah gave my dreams names. The white room, the free fall, the graveyard, the horde, the dark side, and the beach. In the white room, I'm trapped inside a room that's white everywhere, with no doors or windows. No matter how much I scream, no one can hear me. And then a door will somehow eventually appear, and then I will go throug

Without any dreams, good or bad ones. /

“Come on, Dannie. What do you want me to say? You had a bad dream, sleepwalked to the uber-creepy book. It’s nothing to freak out about. The full moon is tomorrow or tonight...I guess it’s early morning. It’s just stress getting into your head.” “Really, that’s it? You think I’m making this all up? Cass, I’m having really real nightmares about the deabru, and I sleepwalked to a deabru’s black magic book. That doesn’t strike you in the least as a little odd?” “Knowing you, no.” Dannie pulled back, hurt. “Excuse me?”

I came in the silence of my room, a weak, shaky release that left me feeling more hollow than before. I fell into a restless sleep, dreaming of heavy hands and the scent of cedar and sweat.

I stood up, freeing myself from the sheets I was tangled in, exposing my naked body to the morning sun peeking through the curtains. "Sophie..." "I'm awake!" I screamed. "Are you sure?” I didn't need to reply. My mother was too bothersome. I went back to the bed and sat, tracing a line over my wet pussy with my hand. I just had one of those dreams that always ended in amazing sex. I was slowly forming a habit of sleeping naked. I slowly began to dance in a sexy manner like a stripper. I cupped my breasts and played with them in front of the mirror.

"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