Dirty Dream Novels & Stories

I shaked violently,as soon as I did, I felt him pour in me. He rolled off me ,mye became blurry.. "I love you Michael"I told him exhaustedly. I thought he didn't hear me...I just fell into a deep slumber. "I love you Natty" I heard him say but I was already asleep.

The room was dark and inky black. She couldn't make out anything in the room. She dared not to move. She listened to hear Damian's voice but instead, there was a low groaning sound. She listened harder and more intently. She thought she could make out her name from the groans. Was Damian dreaming about her? She hoped she was giving him nightmares. The groaning was more pronounced now and she groped in the darkness for the light switch and flick it on. A scream of shock immediately escaped her lips. Damian was in bed but was far from asleep. In fact, he was sitting on the edge with his hard phallus in his hand and there was a tiny white mess on the floor. Lilian wished she could bleach her mi

He asked again. "Nothing serious, besides, I am trying to remember my dream." Raziah lied. She could remember what she had dreamt about but didn't want to tell Dark because she was scared. Not for her but for them. She couldn't even look into his eyes when she said those words. "Don't lie to me Sweetheart, I can see it in your eyes that you are scared. Tell me the dream that woke you up?" Dark said, rolling his eyes at her. "I can't tell you and like I said before I can't really remember." Raziah told him. She prays Dark's drop it and brings up another topic. His stare on her was getting under her skin.

Life Coach Intro: Ysolde fell hard for her life coach and she just couldn't stay away.. Darien wanted to keep his relationship with Ysolde professional but she kept tempting him. Darien's P.O.V. A rapt and loud "Knock" boomed on my door pulling me out of my sleep. The deafening thunder and preceding flash of light did nothing to alleviate my disorientation. I swore, blindly reaching for a t-shirt I was only in a loose pair of sweatpants and groped my way down the hall to the living room where the front door was.

I flopped back unto the chair like a rag doll. Damn! I was messed up now. I picked up my phone and winced at the bright light that hit my eyes. What! The time said 13 midnight. But that can't be right, so I shook my head to clear the cobwebs, but that just made me dizzy. Everywhere was spinning. I tried standing up again, but slipped and fell. I cackled gleefully. This was hilarious. I decided to lay on the floor and blacked out thereafter. ***********

“I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream. I know you, that look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam. And I know it’s true that visions are seldom all they seem. But if I know you, I know what you’ll do. You’ll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream. But if I know you, I know what you’ll do. You’ll love me at once. The way you did once upon a dream. I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream. I know you, that gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam. And I know it’s true that visions are seldom all they seem. But if I know you, I know what you’ll do. You’ll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream.” That familiar tune from Sleeping Beauty was on repeat as m

she gasped, her voice barely a whisper now, broken and raw. Damian jolted awake beside her, his heart pounding from the sudden scream. His eyes were wide with confusion, his body tense as he reached for her. “Racheal! Babe! What’s going on? What’s wrong?” His voice was thick with sleep, but the alarm in it was unmistakable. Racheal’s body was shaking uncontrollably, her face pale, her eyes wide with the kind of fear that tore deep into the soul. She was still trapped in the nightmare, her mind struggling to pull free of the horror. Tears streamed down her face, unchecked, as she tried to find her breath, the image of Jamal’s pale, lifeless face burned into her mind.

They shoved her out the door. Liz woke instantly. Her eyes scanning the dark room. She could hear Elena's soft snores next to her. Liz leaned up on one arm, glancing in the darkness beside Elena for any signs of Kris. Her heart sank as she saw the empty spot on the bed. Elena shifted slightly in her sleep, murmuring something intelligible. Liz settled back down, wrapping one arm around her as she attempted sleep once again pushing the bizarre dream out of her mind. ***

“You’re going to be amazing tomorrow. And when Diana shows herself, we’ll be ready.” “What if she doesn’t show? What if this whole thing is a distraction?” “Then we adapt. Like we always do.” He kissed my forehead. “Now sleep. You need rest.” I closed my eyes. Tried. Eventually, exhaustion pulled me under. My dreams were dark. Filled with faceless wolves. Shadows that moved wrong. And a woman’s laugh. Cold. Cruel. Familiar even though I’d never heard it before. I woke to sunlight and the smell of coffee. Lycian was ready.

I looked up into Darian's calm amber eyes glowing in the dark night. I rubbed my tired eyes with the back of my hand, taking a moment to catch my breath. "You weren't sleeping?" Darian shook his head slightly. "No." He paused, studying my tense posture. "What was that about?" "Just a bad dream," I muttered, shaking my head. "Actually, more accurately, it was a total nightmare." Darian fell silent for a few beats before offering a quiet reply. "Sorry about that, man. Go back to sleep."