Dream Chasers Tattoo Novels & Stories

So I did. As sleep overpowered me, I gradually surrendered to its embrace, drifting into a realm of dreams and fleeting images. Yet, amidst the tranquility of slumber, an unexpected vision emerged, casting a jolt of startled awareness through my subconscious. In the depths of the night, I found myself ensnared within a dream, a vivid tableau unfolding before my mind's eye. I tilted my head to the side to make sure it was me I was seeing not someone else. The tattoos are already there.

I need to give David my full attention so he knows that I didn’t want to be distracted this morning. That is, until I look up at my waiter… I’m struck still in my seat for a moment. It’s almost like when they say if you see yourself, you most likely recognise yourself. Instead, I’m seeing a spitting imagine of my dream. I swear, I saw this exact guy last night. He has distinctive tattoos all up his arms, right to the collar of his shirt, making out a pattern of swirls that’s completely unfamiliar. And of course, that burnished brown colour I swear I’ve never seen on anyone else but on the man in my dreams. And those eyes. Those silvery, magical eyes.

its just a dream" Lily also said that but why didn't it feel so. I have had tons of dreams before but this one just seemed too off, too scary, too real. I am really over thinking this, maybe I should just stop worrying so much. Its just a dream. "Where did you get that" she yelled out of nowhere making me flinch a little. "Get what?" I asked "That" she pointed to my wrist where my silver bracelet sat. "Oh, it was a birthday gift" "Its beautiful" she held my arm, staring awestruck at the thing.

The blood that pulses through the reborn will bond closer with those that have sacrificed it and internal happiness will be yours in the life on a creature of the moon. But fail and you will be met with an everlasting darkness, roaming around in the afterlife with no hope of return. Bee warned that only those with a brave heart and strong bond to those they love might survive and become one of the goddess moon children. Jessica read the page she already new by heart, she tore of the last piece of the page that held the outcome for when the ceremony is not successful and placed it back into her original hiding place. Knowing if her mates saw that they would never let her go through with her p

I feel like I'm going crazy. But I didn't give up, I tried several times. And one night when I was thinking about that I had a dream but all I remembered in the dream was a man with a tattoo on his chest. A small dragon tattoo and that's how I was surprised when a scenario came to my mind. What the hell! "Couldn't the guy I saw at the exit of the bar mark me!?" I asked myself in surprise.

Not because I was sad, but because of how badly it hurt. “I never expected to see you here, Daxxy!” her black hair was pixie cut with jean shorts and a black flowy tank top. I could see her tattoo down her arm. It was a crest moon shaped dream catcher with lines down that ended into shapes of birds. If my education is correct, this should be the Black Hawk Coven. “I never figured I would be down here, but I am on business.” I heard Dax say before I turned around. “This is Ben, Samuel, Duke Jason and Pr-”

I nod, melting as he presses a kiss to my hair. I watch as he straightens and heads towards the door, his grey sweatpants hanging low on his hips. My gaze lands on the massive tattoo on his back. A praying angel. Hmm. I wonder what inspired that. I also wonder what he did with his boner earlier. Silly me. I close my eyes, letting the exhaustion pull me under. The dream starts soft. I'm floating in a vast, dark pool. The water is cool against my skin, soothing the bruises I can still feel under my ribs. For a while, I think maybe this is what peace feels like.

She felt pain through her body when moving, especially, the delicate part, reminding her that thing was not the same anymore. She looked at the face of the man who she was having a bad dream about. In her dream, he was chasing her like a boogyman and she ran for her life. And here, the dream came true! She just saw clearly that the colorful tattoo on his chest was an eagle, on each of his arms was a dragon. He also had some more on the back of his neck. She thought it looked like the sun and the infinity symbol. Leonard lifted a corner of his mouth. Satisfied that he could get her mad for the start of the day. He pressed his weight on her slim figure, sinking her deep into the mattress.

I looked to find the tattoo that Simon tatted below his nape and I let out a sigh when I didn't find it. I knew dreams could be so foolish as people do say but I was sure my wet dream would never be. It was the most sweetest world I had ever found myself, a world where I had my sinful personal time with Simon even if it wasn't so perfect. A world filled with sin to the brim. Dangerous wild sin. Now I was confused if Simon was really the one who teased me in my dreams or Soren. Was the tattoo there to only mislead me? Fuck, why did they have to look so alike??

River's POV My finger traces down the dove tattoo on his chest carefully. I was crazy; I should pull away. I shouldn’t be staying in the same bed with him even after learning he has nightmares about her… It was just… sex. Fuck, but just tonight in this bed, his hand curled around me as I watched him sleep peacefully; it gave a crazy fantasy that was never going to happen. He wasn’t the only one messed up; I was too.