Dream Unmask Novels & Stories

The soft snore coming from her mouth was like a melody he couldn’t get enough of, and the way her lashes fluttered, touching her cheeks told him whatever dream she was having, it wasn’t a nightmare. Which is a good thing after everything she’s been through. He feels terrible for deceiving her, for having Cara think that he and her phantom are two different people, but he has to hide his identity until she’s ready to embrace his dark side. Damon slid off his mask, having no need for it, and stared at Cara’s sleeping countenance. He traces his thumb over the fine bridge of her nose, down to her pouty lips before a static rang inside his ear. He groaned in frustration and listened to the other

I came hard, gushing hot cum on him, body shaking violently, screams ripping out as I yanked free, murmuring "it's only a dream." But the heat lingered, pussy still pulsing, thighs drenched. I woke up gasping, the afternoon sun streaming through my bedroom window at Northwind Palace. I was soaked between my legs again, embarrassed even though I was alone and nobody could see what I'd been dreaming about. The same dream, always the same men I'd never met. It happened every single day. A wave of guilt hit me as I sat up on the bed. Why was I dreaming about strangers when I had everything I wanted? I was Luna of Northwind Pack, mated to Alpha Kael Dorian, the man I'd been crushing on since I wa

Melody woke up to the sound of light rain hitting the large frosty window. A familiar coldness seeped into the room as the dim light began to rise. She wiped away the lingering locks of hair away from her face before letting out a long yawn. Grabbing her usual morning attire—which consisted of a thick jumper and slipper boots, she drifted out of her room and navigated herself to the kitchen.

He brushed his mouth over hers, and then was gone. She let out a long breath and opened her eyes. It was dark, she was in her room, and she was alone. She paused and realized she was still in her housecoat. Frowning, she focused on her body for a minute and then blushed and buried her face into the pillow when she realized the dream or whatever it was, had really happened. Glancing at the clock, she frowned. Where was Dominic that he had to leave again and why was he in danger?

That was not enough to build a solid dream, Juana knew. After eleven days, she felt worse, her concentration in class took a dip. She looked and felt drowsy during recess and game time. Her eyelids drooped in class and she couldn't see her teacher clearly. Her eyes hurt and she felt these terrible aches in her whole body. Juana tried to hide it but it was very obvious. At the end, she got hospitalized and what's worse? She refused to take analgesics because she wanted to avoid sleeping. It made Dawn cry. Dawn was Juana's mom and the only other person in the family that found her daughter's dreams scary.

she sighed and hugged me for a moment. Her eyes glazed over and I knew that she was mind linking the others. Soon the room was flooded with our friends and the Alpha and Beta along with a relieved looking Sally. "I was so afraid that I did something wrong and you were stuck." she cried out. "Stuck where?" Paul asked. "In the dreamworld." she answered. "That can happen? Why didn't anyone tell me that?" I asked with a fearful voice. "Oh be quiet. You're fine." Sally snapped playfully.

Her skin soft and warm against his, her breath on his chest, her hair smelled of lavender brushed under his chin. "You don't remember anything?" she couldn't imagine what he must've gone through. He shook his head, "I had a dream about it ... I think it was a glimpse of what I saw in that brief time I woke up in that room ..." he rubbed his face to wipe away the nightmare. "I don't want something like that to happen to you ... we can't risk it, your teacher is right, we have to get out of this contract." Charlie paused for a moment, she too had a confession to make. "About my teacher ..."

"That's not what the guards report. They say you pace at night. That you talk in your sleep." I flush slightly. "I didn't know they were monitoring that closely." "Everything is monitored. You're under protective custody during an active conspiracy investigation." Thorne's voice is gentle but firm. "Now, tell me honestly. How are you sleeping?" "Not well. I have dreams." "About?" I hesitate. Then figure honesty is probably the best policy here. "About Jason. The omega. Ivan's mate." "What kind of dreams?" "Sometimes they're about the past. Things I did at the academy. Mistakes I made." I look down at my hands. "Sometimes they're about the future. Conversations we might have. Connections that

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.