Dirty Dreams Novels & Stories

Daven said "No, i have made you wait too long already. (sighs) Daven i have been having sleepless nights...each day i dream about horrible things and i don't know what it is. It's making me go crazy." Liyla said in tears "It's alright don't cry okay. How long have you been having this nightmares?." Daven asked holding her hands "It's over three weeks now. I have tried taking sleeping pills but it's still thesame thing, I'm so scared i don't want people to think I'm going crazy Daven...I'm not crazy!." Liyla started crying

“Alright, what is this extremely vital thing you need to tell us? — Forma Roman, curious, as he puts an arm around the shoulders of his better half. I gasp for air and hold it in my lungs until the words begin to eAngelger from my mouth, recounting the pecuAmyr dream I had earlier today that I haven't had a chance to escape from my head, which is why I barely focused on any of my classes. “Did you see a merry turn?” Lara asks me when I get to that part, butting in and checking me out with a stitched brow and an anarchy brow. “Besides, individuals vanish in waves of green smoke,” I wake up, deciding to get to the point one last time and spare myself the irrelevant niceties. "Do you ever have

DAMIEN A scream shatters the silence of the night. It’s sharp, raw, and filled with so much pain that it jolts me upright in bed. My heart pounds as I turn to Anna, who’s thrashing wildly, caught in the grip of a nightmare. Her cries are broken and desperate, her hands clawing at the air as though fighting off invisible demons. “Anna!” I call out, shaking her gently. “Baby, wake up. It’s just a dream. Wake up!”

~NORA~ "Well, something caught my interest." She said as her face flushed with shades of pink. I knew that look—she found something that caught her interest. I could not help but wonder who it was. If it happened to be someone I knew, "..so back to our conversation, what's your dream? What was it all about?" Lilith asked. "I've been having strange nightmares about a black dragon plunging his claws into my heart and sometimes his fangs directly below my ears," I explained to her as she concentrated on me.

~ A M E L I A ~ I wondered if I had gotten even a minute of peaceful sleep last night, which is something I seemed to ask myself every morning I’d wake since… I can’t even remember how long. It felt like forever at this point. Those three recurring dreams taunted me every night without permitting me any relief by allowing me to force myself to wake up. Engulfed in flames, surrounded by crying newborns. Attacked by a wolf with ash fur and eyes like a demon.

Whatever happens, we face it together. Relief washed over Levi instantly. He grinned like an overjoyed puppy, curling into my arms before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss against my lips. That night, I had a dream. I saw myself being dragged back to the Grant family estate. Silas had prepared a wedding gown for me, forcing me into a marriage I didn't want. Vivian sat in a chair with an eerie smile. My hands were tied, so my struggles were useless. Despair settled deep in my chest—I could already see the miserable fate awaiting me.

Dawn's first light filtered gray through the blinds by 5:30, painting her sweat-glistened skin in soft hues as the final, shuddering release washed over her—quiet, profound, leaving her curled fetal around the bolster, pussy pulsing contentedly against its warmth. She didn't clean up. Drifting off fully at last, blanket clutched between thighs like a lover, Charlotte dreamed of endless rides, body finally sated for now.

He was not in a good state of mind, and besides, it was already too late and so he considered staying the night here, drinking himself to stupor, lying with a lady or two and then resuming in the morning. He called the madam of the brothel and she came through, flashing huge boobs at him. “What's your spec?” she asked. “Get me a rider, a bad one.” “500” she said, stretching an arm. “You'll have her all night.” The bed creaked violently under their movement. Nate grabbed both breasts in his hand, tweaking her nipples as she rose and fell on him, her screams ringing in his ear. He spanked her once, and then again “Bad girl” he whispered and she went harder, her nails digging into his thighs.

" Raymond closed his eyes and produced another stack of photos. Before he even said anything, Laura snatched them from him immediately. However, all it took was just a single glance before Laura nearly fainted on the spot. Then, she marched up to Tracy and gave her at least a dozen slaps on each side of her face, left and right. "You little slut!" The photos showed Tracy wearing sexy, promiscuous outfits while nestled in the arms of many different men. Some of the men were wealthy millionaires in their 50s, and some of them were notorious playboys, too. The most glaring photo showed her on tiptoe, kissing a well-known married business tycoon on the cheek, her eyes gleaming with ulterior inte

The dreams returned that night, darker than before. Elena dreamed of a vast, empty plain, the sky black and starless, the horizon swallowed by an endless void. The ground beneath her feet was cracked and barren, the soil dead and dry, crumbling to dust with every step. A wind howled across the plain, carrying whispers that she couldn't quite understand—ancient words, half-formed, promising oblivion. And then, she saw a figure in the distance, tall and cloaked in shadow. It stood motionless, watching her with eyes that burned like dying stars, twin pits of malevolence that seemed to pierce through her very soul.