Dream X Drista Novels & Stories

Crista smiled and stepped closer. Katrina nodded, reaching up to touch my face. Why can’t I feel that? I don’t even smell her. I should be able to smell her. This has to be a trick. That damn witch is messing with me. That fucking bitch, I’m tired of her games. “He has a bit more color than yesterday. It’s slow, but he’s coming back. Alexander, Zio Damon, and André swear that the mate bond can bring someone back. And that it can be done even if the pair aren’t marked and fully mated.” Katrina sighed. This was surreal to hear and see Katrina but only through the mirror. I still don’t believe what I’m seeing.

The best of colours, unique hand embroidered suits and sarees were there to choose from. Sukh had invited Bhels also to choose the dresses for Drisha and Ranjeet's mom. They had also reached with gifts for Harjot and family. Drisha gave a huge hamper of chocolates to Harjot with a naughty smile. Harjot bit her lower lip and accepted it. Before she could type thank you, she received a message from Ranjeet," enjoy your time with chocolates, many more are waiting for you."

Not nightmares. Visions. Of a woman made of light and shadow who stood between worlds, watching over them. “She says we’re safe,” one child whispered. Dax’s heart nearly stopped. That night, Dax had a dream. He stood in a field, the world quiet and totally empty. “Aria?” he called. Light flickered ahead. She stood there, faint and distant, her body translucent like mist caught in moonlight. “Dax,” she whispered, unshed tears in her eyes.

I just keep on closing my eyes and dreaming about him. --------------- Thamer pov Me and Drake waited for Alexis and Diana's mom to come back but while we're waiting for them, I couldn't denied the fact that my mind was on Diana. Drake fall asleep because I don't know what I just did. I only think that he would fall asleep and dream of a nice place to ca himself. I'm doing a reality warping towards Drake. I wanted him to believe that he's inside a white castle with his a wife whom is Steph. They lived there with a son and they're happily married couple. I just did that and he slowly dozed off.

My name is Diya. *** I woke with that strange warmth still in my chest. The dream had been so vivid, so real, I had nearly forgotten all about what happened in the banquet. And when it came rushing back to me, I could not contain myself. I was choking on tears before I even opened my eyes. And when I could see past my blurry vision, it was Xavier’s face looking down at me. He looked tired, ragged, worn. Stubble had settled over his neck, darkness nesting beneath his eyes. How long had I been asleep?

**Dream** I am playing in the clearing with Darius. We are laughing and running around when all of a sudden the sky goes black and Darius has disappeared. I am then standing in front of a very large white wolf and a slightly smaller white panther. I am surprised when I don’t feel scared but safe and connected to them somehow. I then shoot my hands to my head as a sharp stabbing pain hits me along with 2 soft female voices, "Yasmine, it is time to remember..."

* Jane Dankworth * I did not notice the exact time I fell asleep, until the memories of what happened came to haunt me in dreams. A scream, coming from me escaped my throat, though in the dream, I couldn't tell it was me until the echo broke through the dark. I was again back in that office, the shadows bending like hands reaching for me. There was a smear of blood on the glass, my heels slipping against the floor, and someone was shouting my name but I couldn't find the door.

This has the potential to be a great night. I want this night to be amazing! I need this night to be amazing! We've had too many bad nights lately. Bad nights, bad days, it's all running into one giant nightmare anymore. We desperately need at least one good night. I need one good night with a happy ending. I have not been able to have an orgasm in months. I have been trying to be as sexy as I can, but I seem to have lost my touch. Not that I had much of one, to begin with, considering my record. But I’ve tried everything I can think of to get him interested in me. Nothing seems to work. I feel another pattern forming. I know I have been overthinking everything; trying to come up with ideas

“Okay, let's go get some coffee.” After about half an hour, we both had our coffee and she was reading all of my stories so far, including last night's dream and the nightmare the night before. As she read my writing, I sat and thought about the rose garden. The red hair, ample bosom, and old renaissance dress. I knew who it had been. It was Dru, an immortal woman Kethra, half-demon and half-human. She was a woman that I had known for about ten years now. She was different than Laylan. She was as equally dark as Laylan was light. Equally as cold as Laylan was warm. Equally, as callous as Laylan was caring.

she entered inside by keeping her head down dhruv, alex and zach are in the room dhruv looked at her which made sriste to shiver he asked calmly "are you not going to feed dora" she took the bottle and went near tank feeded her while looking at her dora thought "awe this girl is really so cute" she looked at dhruv infact dhruv is feeling so nervous to look at sriste he simply ignored her gaze and said "we are going to look for a site nearby village for our new branch let's go" Sriste nodded her head and followed them she is walking behind dhruv suddenly dhruv turned back sriste's head hitted to dhruv's hard chest