Dream Unmask Novels & Stories

I was missing details, but that was mostly what I remembered. I got up from the bed, threw on a robe that was lying around, and marched to Damon's room. His room was empty. It was early, signifying that he was most likely at the gym. I walked through his closet and found a box containing one of his masks. It was my understanding that he had multiple of them. I opened it to reveal the all-black Japanese Oni mask. The mask sat comfortably among silks that were just as red as the blood in my dream. I placed my finger on it, and suddenly my head was full of images and sounds.

The hurt in her eyes had seeped into her voice, and Austin couldn't stand it for a moment longer. He pulled out an envelope from the inner pocket of his suit jacket and threw it on the coffee table. "I've disabled my Dreams profile, and this is the last time we meet. There's enough in there to cover the dinners and events I'd already pre-booked." Elektra flicked her long braids over her shoulder and pouted her way to the couch. "What the hell happened, Gary? We were good—" "That's not my name!" Austin said coolly, cutting her off. He never used his real identity on Dreams, and to be honest, he hated the name. Benji and Arno, though, had thought it was a good alias, so he'd stuck with it.

She doubted alpha Drake would squeak a word about their encounter for the sake of his ego he wouldn't even squeak a word to his men. "You are mistaken, my name is Riona, not Elena and I am not your mate," she gritted out, trying to play the part of a pissed-off person. She had enough, her body was out of control with his scent everywhere, and infecting her with needs she could not act on. Riona stood, surprised that she was even able to considering how weak in the knees he got her. She turned to walk away from him. He stood her in her tracks. "Take off your mask," he ordered, his words hard and compelling.

a towel, “Oh, heavens!” Aviana put the towel on her neck like a scarf, and it was not attractive to look at her at all; she was trying to look like one of those elegant women standing beside a billionaire. This was too much for Amandla to keep a hold on with what she had just witnessed. Like Aviana was always reading magazines about Billionaire’s lifestyle, How Woman became stronger without a man, since the day she listened to her problems. But seeing that she was into dreaming about getting a closer relationship or looking at one of the Billionaires was far off. Amandla was already glad that her mother did not ask if Aviana had some brain damage stuff because she would have to answer ‘Yes’

Era said earning a glare from her. The party seems good as the atmosphere is not too suffocated only their batch is present . They stop near a sitting area where all boys are sitting. Adrin is not here as he already text her that he is going back for some days. She wants to ask but the grumpy men just have few words in his dictionary. She turn around looking for Damian when her eyes fall on him, standing at the corner leaning against a pillar. And got the shock of century seeing him in white. He is wearing a white shirt with black jacket and black pants. This is the first time ever she see him in any light colour .

Y one final time whether we could meet. He refused again, saying he was busy with work and maybe another time. I steeled myself and sent the message I had prepared. "Darling, if we can't meet and I can't even hug or kiss you, we should just break up." I blocked him without a second thought. After the breakup, no one lulled me to sleep at night. My sleep deteriorated sharply, and the nightmares came one after another. In my dreams, a secretary led me to his office. I pushed open the heavy door alone and found nothing but darkness.

"Because you tend to have imaginative thoughts at sunrise." Sheila got up straighter from the tattered bed, her face contorted in frustration. Her ginger medium hair disheveled and shadowing her shaggy ginger brows. Crossing her arms over her chest, she tugged her hair away from her face. "I dreamt of a certain servant 'bout to give me a crown," Sheila said. Michael Lovatta raised his brows, grabbing a dirty old fashioned traveling bag. "What crown?"

he asked looking directly into my eyes. “I guess it’s a mystery we will never be able to solve?” I replied. If I could read his mind, I’m sure he would be like just tell me this your name so I could drop all this problem on your head. Mother given name has never been used by Dreamers, it’s one of the rules that makes us different from other people who can travel through realms. If your real name was to be discovered, you would be locked up in a building and all your colleagues problem would be placed into your hands to solve for them and for centuries those that have fallen prey to divulging their names have always died before solving even one person’s problem. Well only one person has falle

Touch Wood. You never know what might happen to Anamika and Ravi. Navi just tossed and turned all night searching for the hard wall of chiseled body. Anamika was also lost in her thoughts, she nagged Navi," darling your father in law liked you , now listen even in love,", this was the punch line that jolted Navi out of her dreams. "Who, when , where. You traitor never thought of sharing your happiness with me, had I not made the plan to visit you,I would have never come to know".

Emma was thinking of what would happen when Maxwell finds out she left the house. No! this won't be good. she thought. Before she could raise her ass from the seat"let's have a drink"Joana handed a glass of red wine to her. "let's see how you would escape me this time" she whispered glaring at Emma like her enemy. Just like a predictor and its prey. Maxwell is going to be mine, from this moment on, she thought with a smile. She can't wait to be in his arms. What would it be like to be beside him. She started dreaming without sleeping."what is that smile on your face?"Becca glared at her from the corner of her eye. Joana was in a dream world thinking of Maxwell and how they would sleep on the