Dream X Corpse Novels & Stories

The bond thrummed weakly, and I reached for it. For her. Even as everything in me broke. **************************************************8 Valkhara The dream was soft at first. A flicker of flame. The scent of cedar and blood. Then it darkened. Smoke. Pain. Screaming. Daxos screaming. I jolted in bed, heart racing, body drenched in sweat, shirt twisted around my hips. “Daxos?” I croaked, sitting upright, throat dry. And then I felt it. The bond.

"I want her in prison. For three days my son has been dead. For three days I have been hearing him crying for me in my dreams." "Why does the wicked one walk around free? I want her to pay with her life. Or I want her to scoop her own eggs out of her body. "One egg for one of his organs. I want her to know what it feels like to watch her own flesh and blood disappear in front of her." The chat hung for a beat. Then it broke open. [Harvest her eggs? That's a little...] [No, it's fair. One life for one life. She killed a six-month boy. Eggs aren't a person. A baby is a person!]

Sweat poured off them, dripping onto her skin, the room reeking of sex pungent pussy, salty cum, the faint copper of spanked flesh. Orgasms ripped through her in waves. First from the DP, her pussy and ass spasming, milking them until Jake and Liam flooded her insides, hot spurts painting her depths, leaking out in creamy rivulets as they withdrew. Derek took her ass next, pounding through the mess, while Tyler and Marcus double-teamed her pussy fists stretching her entrance impossibly before their cocks plunged in tandem, the obscene gape visible between strokes. Spanks turned her ass purple, thighs quivering from the impacts, each one forcing a guttural moan from her throat.

Dreams of Chloe and Felix. Dreams of her and Felix. And in every one, she heard his voice, over and over: "She's just fuckmeat." "Just a little piece of fuckmeat." "Mom, you're fuckmeat." She woke up, drenched in sweat and panting, and she was starting to worry about the size of their next water bill. It felt like she spent half her day taking cold showers to deal with the heat that had built between her legs.

Hands grip my knees and gently part them. Wide. Wider. Until I’m completely exposed, my most private parts on display for four sets of hungry eyes in the darkness of my childhood bedroom. “She’s so wet,” Tyler whispers. “Look – it’s on her thighs. It’s fucking everywhere. She was definitely dreaming about something.” You, I think, fighting to keep my breathing steady. I was dreaming about you. About all of you. About exactly this. “Spread her more,” Jack breathes. “I want to see everything.”

Whatever happens, we face it together. Relief washed over Levi instantly. He grinned like an overjoyed puppy, curling into my arms before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss against my lips. That night, I had a dream. I saw myself being dragged back to the Grant family estate. Silas had prepared a wedding gown for me, forcing me into a marriage I didn't want. Vivian sat in a chair with an eerie smile. My hands were tied, so my struggles were useless. Despair settled deep in my chest—I could already see the miserable fate awaiting me.

Even I felt sick to the stomach seeing the uneven, dark red body on the autopsy table. Officer Wright's face went as white as a sheet. "What monsters! They'd better not let me catch them!" "They're worse than monsters!" Zack trembled as his tone filled with rage. "From the condition of the body, the victim likely had her bones shattered and flesh dug out when she was still alive. Not only that—her teeth, eyes, and nails were all pulled out." His words drained the color from everyone's faces, and the atmosphere turned heavy in an instant.

Chapter 50: Coping In her dream, her father was standing over her mother's casket, pointing at Bella. "You did this!" he screamed. "She died because you broke her heart!" She woke with a start, Luke dozing beside her. "I need more as alcohol," she muttered to herself, and she motioned to the flight attendant.

"Oh come on ... are you afraid your girlfriend will find out? I promise I taste as sweet as this lollipop." "Anything ... but not that ... I won't do it," he said with heavy breathing. "Not even for the tape?" she twirled her lollipop in her mouth. He shook his head, it felt light. "Suit yourself ... like I said ... a sex tape is a valuable trade, I can always trade it for something else with someone who's willing," she said as she was walking away. Tom grabbed her arm, "Wait ..." but his heart fought it, no words came out of his mouth.

Satisfied, they could finally move to the hot topic and jump on the bomb Zen slipped earlier. “So, who is going to be our new and final party member?” Sasha gushed and leaned closer in anticipation. She hoped it would be another female so that she need not room together with two absolutely scary powerhouses. Zen grinned and showed them a picture. “This is the person you shot but did not manage to kill during the event. It took me a long time to go through every clip to find him. The name is Damian Gorski, but I believe most people know him as Cyborg.”