Novel & Cerita Dream When He Was Fat

There were faint dark circles under his eyes, and there was a probing look in the way he watched me. "Did you sleep okay last night?" he asked. I yawned and rubbed my eyes. "Not really. I had a nightmare." "What did you dream about?" I looked at him, my eyes wide, innocent, and confused. "I dreamed about your brother, but it felt like he actually came by and kissed me." "Dante's" body went rigid, and his eyes behind his glasses narrowed sharply. "Are you sure it was a dream?" "I guess…" I said, sounding uncertain. "It just felt so real. He reeked of alcohol."

At first, he’d passed time on his phone, but boredom soon crept in, followed by fatigue. Had they forgotten about him? He sighed and checked the time yet again. Eventually, his eyelids grew heavy. Turning off his phone, he rested his head on the long table and drifted off. He dreamed. In his dream, he stood beside the CEO of Rykard Industries, signing contracts, shaking hands, and cutting ribbons. Cameras flashed. People smiled. Money flowed endlessly. He was the happiest of them all. -- About forty-five minutes later, he jolted awake.

he continued. My fingers stilled slightly. "A cave full of drumsticks." He grinned. "They were shiny… and yummy." His eyes sparkled with excitement. "I ate so much." He placed his hand on his stomach. "I was so full." I let out a soft breath. Relief washed through me slowly. He didn’t remember. He didn’t see anything. To him… It was just a dream. I reached out and stroked his head gently. "That sounds like a really nice dream," I said softly.

,he looked over at me. "I know dad I'm just worried he may want her to cut ties with us",I was worried I didn't want to lose my sister at all. "we will all stick together son and come out one big happy family ",he laid back and soon started to snore. I chuckled dad could sleep anywhere. I laid awake for hours till my eyes got heavy and I fell into a dream. I was teasing Hannah and she didn't respond just looked miserable. "your fat nobody wants you",I teased.

My limbs burned from the effort of carrying him even though he didn't weigh much. “Seriously? What's the problem? Did you get a concussion or something?” Liam laughed and turned around to make a fresh batch of omelets. “No. I just had a bad dream.” I chuckled. “Oh. So did I. Not bad really, just weird. I dreamt I was a wolf.” He threw his head back in laughter. “What did you dream about?” “That you forgot me,” I said tenderly. He turned to look at me with concern. “Damm. Come on Ash, it was just a dream. I could never forget you. Ever.”

Because the not-knowing is what kills me. I dream of him more often now. But the dreams have changed. They used to be soft, distant—images of him as a child, watching me from far away. Now they’re sharper. He’s older. Taller. His jaw has taken shape. His eyes still hold that glassy sheen, but there’s weight behind them. Fire. He doesn’t speak in the dreams. He just watches. Sometimes he cries. Sometimes he bleeds. But always, always… he burns.

"Dario?" He had lost so much weight. His cheeks were sunken, and his overall appearance was pitiful. He slowly walked toward me and asked, "Which college are you going to?" I was taken aback. "What does it matter to you?" I distinctly remembered how he had always despised me in this life, even going as far as forbidding Regina from approaching me. After a moment of silence, he hesitated before speaking again. "I-I've been having this recurring dream lately. In it, you're my sister, and we even get married and have children after college. We were so happy."

Like very fast! The man of my dreams was here and I was in his arms. I didn't wake up this morning to find out everything was in my head. It was real. Everything he said last night. Goddess. Was it happening? My redemption? Was there still more teat for me to pass? Please, goddess permanent this because I didn't think I could do without this. "Try to catch some sleep too, my little wolf. You havebig bags under your...eyes." He slurred off, emitting a snore as he fell into another round of sleep.

He ran his fingers and a smile appeared on his face while the wolf shifted back to her human form. The face of the woman was blurry and he could feel his heart racing. The next second, he sat up taking deep breath. It took him few seconds to realize that he was watching a dream. He burried his face between his palms rather embarrassed. "Ron, what's wrong with you? Stop acting like a teenage. How can you dream about someone whom you never met? It's so embarrassing." He fell on his back as he cringed over his dream. He was not a teenager but a mature man who never even flirt with anyone but now he was dreaming about the forbidden fruit.

fuçk, this sweetness is just too much, aren't I gonna suffer from diabetes soon? "So...do you have a dream mate?" he asked again. "Well, I never thought of how my mate would look like, or what I expect him to do for me because I didn't care" I said. "That's..." "But" I cut him off. "I think I suddenly have a dream mate now" "Ok....?" "Well, you're everything I expect my mate would be, not your snobbishness though -just your hight, your handsome face, your abs and your aura"