Dream Jealous Novels & Stories

As soon as those words were spoken, everyone’s eyes turned to us. I maintained my smile, giving nothing away, not even a hint of anger. Meanwhile, Quinn pranced around like a little dog with its tail wagging, eagerly showcasing her newfound closeness with Serena to anyone willing to notice. It was as if stepping on me would somehow elevate her standing. "That’s great, my dear Quinn! I’ve been hoping for someone to help me out!" I warmly grasped Quinn’s hand, my eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. Of course, I was thrilled for someone to take over the mess I’d left behind.

“Ano? Déjà rêvé?” She nodded. “Already dreamed, in English. I have repetitive dreams about you and a girl. Do you want to know?” she asked. I nodded, hesitating. Why does she look cool now? Hindi ba siya galit? Why does she look . . . argh. Bakit ba iniisip ko pa ‘to? “Tell me what you dreamed first, that made you went to the rooftop to get some fresh air.”

"He literally got hard and moaned Derek's name Mia, I watched Jennifer look appalled. "Okay Jennifer, Mia looked at me, everybody dreams and what they dream can't be controlled by anyone so what can we do?",Jennifer sighs. "Do you think I'm seeing to much in this?",Jennifer sounded pissed. "Yes, I growl out, Yes I think you seeing to much into a damn dream. I'm with Mia and I will never want or need your mate like that ever again. We experimented Jennifer but that is the past and right now we got shit happening and his sex dream is dead last on the list",her eyes widen and she looks down.

Ever since her cold blue eyes potential one night stand had left her humiliated and turned on, she had tried all she could to forget him, but forgetting him was almost impossible because all her attempts were destroyed at night, as she does have intense wet dreams featuring him. But yesterday, unlike the other wet dream she have had, where he had gone gentle on her making love to her while starring into her eyes, he had fucked her hard this time. His long monstrous cock thrusting in and out of her, filling and opening her deliciously while she screamed in pleasure. He was entering her from behind while she held the pillow tightly, her lips parted, her voice hoarse from shouting, her legs sha

The weekend went by fast and 'not really' eventful with the best friends hanging out and soon it was Monday again. Dream sat on her bed, her face was smeared with drool and her hair scattered like a bird nest. It was one thing about her that literally no one knew about, she was an extremely bad sleeper. She threw her hand above her head and bent her upper body before opening her mouth to yawn loudly. She did her routine stretches, brushed her teeth and sauntered back to her room. She picked her phone and texted Jackie, Hey bae ;) She checked her school's group chat.

Jessica awoke with a start, her body bathed in a sheen of sweat, tangled in the aftermath of dreams that lingered in the realm between arousal and disquiet. The vivid images of Lucas, teeth bared and eyes ablaze, holding her down, growling in a sea of feral urges—intense and unnerving—had become a nightly ritual, a dance with desires she wasn't ready to confront.

DANIEL'S POV. That was it! I had to stop having dreams about Jessica. I woke up with yet another raging boner and a splitting headache which was the worst feeling ever. This time around my brain had gone so wild and conjured a fantasy of Jessica and I fooling around on my couch. In the dream Jessica had been so fucking radiant it was painful. Her dark hair cascaded down her shoulders while I kissed her neck and her lips—full, pink and delicious. How messed up was it on a scale of ten to be having dreams about your soon to be contract wife? A fucking ten I'm sure, but my brain obviously wasn't getting the memo.

I could barely see from the light of the alarm clock, but I could just make out DJ standing by the side of the bed, clutching Woody doll to his chest. “Hey, Baby, what’s up?” Ashley whispered, moving off me carefully. “I had a bad dream,” DJ answered, sniffing loudly. “Shush, Baby, Jace’s sleeping. What was your dream about?” Ashley whispered as she moved to sit on the side of the bed, rubbing her hand over her face. “Bad guys came in and got us,” DJ answered, as he started to cry again. “It’s okay, Baby, no bad guys will come in here, you don’t need to worry about that. Come on, let’s get you back to bed,” Ashley whispered, standing up and taking his hand.

°° AZALEA °° I care about him. Goddess, I really do! But I just can't seem to love him the way he wants. The way I'm supposed to. The way I actually want to. I keep having intimate dreams about a faceless man—dreams so vivid they leave my body aching long after I wake. I keep having these intimate dreams about a faceless man man. And what is even more unnerving is how vivid they alway feel and leave my body aching long after I wake up.

) (voice echoed. No! I screamed out of bed from the same nightmare, gasping, craving for water. I held onto my cheek and pulled my hair backward. Ciara woke up suddenly in fear, she switched on the light beside her and held onto me. "what is wrong? You tremble, do you need water?" I nodded to her. "I will get you some," she hurried to my bedside to get water, but the jug was empty. "gosh, I'd just go downstairs to get some."