Dream Team Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Damitri says giving my forehead a light kiss. I smile and side that knows the perfect time to tell them my secret "I have a confession to make"i say blushing. I look at each of them and continue 'I've had a crush on you guys ever since you guys transferred to my school. Liam used to make fun of me because I'd daydream about you guys all the time" i say with a slight laugh. "It was like this pull I felt towards you guys but there was nothing I could do about it you guys were, are popular and well I'm a nobody a nerd with only one friend. I love you guys too I guess I always have but always believed that that's all it would be just a dream that you guys would never love me too" Damien carefull

“But who could do such a thing to us? Ethan asked with a frown, he was boiling with anger. “It's a girl” “It's Dalian. I know she hates me so much but why did she have to drag everyone else into this?” Zendaya contemplated. The next couple of days was spent working towards ending the leaders of the rogue gang. Which include the supreme one and alpha Dimitri. Luckily, they were able to stop Dave on time. Before he could do something stupid. One night, Zendaya fell into a dream world and she found herself staying in a lonely place crying because she couldn't find her mate while everyone else had seen theirs.

"Still hiding in his luxury apartment, watching his empire crumble from a distance." "And getting more desperate by the day," Damian added. "Which brings us back to the question of what happens next." I looked around at the faces of my team, my family in this impossible fight. Aunty Dora, frightened but determined. Veena, calm and ancient in her certainty. Lena, brilliant and loyal. Rachel, sharp and insightful. Damian, powerful and concerned in ways that went beyond just his mission. And I, the woman who'd died and come back with powers that terrified and thrilled me in equal measure.

Chapter 6 Damian's POV Pecks,kisses. Was that all to piss me off or I'm just concluding things that way. What are you thinking Damian, she's someone's girlfriend,I heard my subconscious telling me. I scuffed. Someone's girlfriend my foot. The ball went out of the net, going straight to the ground. I missed it again. “Damian, where's your mind at?" I heard Trevor, one of my team players saying. " I'm sorry..”I muttered.

“Riot made another comment at lunch. Liam’s keeping score on the bets. Shadow just… observes. They know something’s different.” Caleb’s jaw tightened. His hand slid lower, fingers splaying across my hip in a possessive grip hidden by our bodies. “Let them watch. Let them bet. As long as they don’t know the truth.” His forehead dropped toward mine, breaths mingling. “But God, Danica… it’s getting harder to pretend. Every time I see you wince, every time I remember Kane’s hands on you, I want to claim you right here in front of all of them. Just so they know you’re not available. Not a bet. Not a distraction. Mine.” The word sent a shiver through me. I reached up and curled my fingers into his

I reached for her again, desperately trying to feel her presence. Nothing. I could sense her deep in the back of my mind, curled up, completely drained. She was resting, restoring her energy—unaware of the battle I was about to face. Without her, I was nothing. Without her, I didn’t stand a chance. My breathing quickened as Scarlett took a step forward, her smirk widening. Damien’s voice broke through the tense silence."You both are going to fight," he announced, his tone cold and indifferent. "Whoever wins will take their place as my mate and the Luna of the pack." My eyes snapped to him in shock. What? His gaze met mine, hard and unyielding, silently telling me what I already knew— I had t

“I’ll have them come up and guard the door. You’re safe, sugar.” “But… what about McKenzy?” I ask. “I’ll find her,” Damien promises. “Just leave it to me.” I’m not sure I want to just leave it to him. I want to be out with a Bloodhound searching for her. I know logically, however, that Damien will have a better chance of finding her than I will. Even with a Bloodhound. “Okay,” I relent. “Excellent. Go with Tomás, and get some rest. Rafe, I swear if you screw up my points for Fantasy Football by missing practice this week, I will buy your team just so I can become your own personal nightmare,” Damien warns him.

“Lacey is responsible. Jae got through to me. She helped knock her out with some black powder. Jae woke up in the Dreamworld with none other than Douchewad and two of his cronies.” The room was absolutely silent for a minute, but everyone was just as angry as I was. Lacey was just as bad as Pauline. What the fuck was up with bitches who were not able to handle rejection? I relayed everything to Camden as well, and he assured me that Lacey would be dealt with in some extremely creative ways, but that he would have her talking before long. Dent would have her detained and waiting for us when he got back. ‘Fun fact. I’m seeing memories of The Five. It’s weird, but useful. It’s like the Dreamwor

Amina tells me the story about her banishment exactly as she had in the dream, except Dylan looks at me and says, “It’s just like in the dream I had.” “Tell us about the dream, Dylan,” I say. Dylan starts outlining the exact same dream I woke up from this morning. “I had that same dream!” I exclaim. “Maybe that dream ability from your dream is real and since we are Fated Mates we shared the dream. Both Ace and I had the dream,” Dylan says. “Oh My Goddess! I wonder what else is real?” I exclaim.

"If you want to go find Callie, then we go with you. All of us. That's what teams do. We follow each other, even into the stupid decisions. Especially into the stupid decisions." "We've got your back," Dazzle added. "Whether you want us to or not." Damon stood there, staring at these people who'd become more than just teammates over the past weeks. They'd become something he hadn't had in a long time. Family, maybe. Or close enough to it that the difference didn't matter. He felt his throat tighten, felt the wall he'd built around himself starting to crack.