Dream X George Fanfic Novels & Stories

I opened my mouth in horror, as the realisation dawned on me that it was Geoffrey's. I hadn't had anything physical with Eyare in the last one month. Oh my God! I clamped a hand over my mouth. My heart raced with palpable fear. What was I going to do? Yes, I knew Geoffrey had proposed but he hadn't done anything concrete about it and anytime I brought it up, he'd just wave it away. I didn't want to continue living a lie with Eyare. I felt sorry that I was cheating on him but I just couldn't help it. Geoffrey was my dream man.

Dream Mate Fans, I rarely do this. But for the moment, I will be taking a short break from updating the book Dream Mate. As you may already know, I have been balancing writing three stories simultaneously. I am nearing the end of my book, The Hunted Hunter, which has taken over my brain. I cannot vibe with my other stories to write new chapters and can't force myself to write as it's honestly not my style. So until either I complete The Hunted Hunter or my brain can once again switch gears to other books, this story will be on hold. Thanks for understanding! Tiberius and Katrina will return soon, and we will find out how they get to their inevitable HEA together. Author Bryant

George groaned in pain and then used his fist to clean the blood on the edge of his lower lip. As he cleaned it, he also dashed towards Xaden who was trying to get to me and he punched Xaden in his stomach. Xaden staggered backwards and George gave him a double flip kick. “Shit! You need to get to your senses and see that I'm the one for you. There's no way I'm going to leech on you. I will support you in every area you need my help as well. Just come to me, Xaden. I love you so much and it's causing me pain that I'm hurting you.” George voiced out, confessing his feelings to Xaden.

"Frank who's older than Damien scolds and I smirk. I reek of poverty huh? You know, it's a pity these people mentally block out common sense. If I want, I can have Damien's entire empire out of business with the snap of my fingers. And although that would make Christiana, very happy, I won't do it. I'd be the bigger man. Besides, it's fun to watch nobodies feel on top of it all. "I'm just saying, why don't we talk grandma into getting Christiana to divorce him? And then we get her a man more of our standard? "Damien says and I tilt my head. This is interesting.

I couldn't believe I had another night with Damien. He made me come a couple of times until I couldn't take it anymore.He was a beast yesterday night.He fucked me on the couch,made me bend over the table,made me touch the wall and fucked me in the bathtub while cleaning up. Xavier promised me that he would make my fantasies come true.I have to admit indeed it came true.What he did to me last night was more than I had fantasised him doing to me. I looked at the empty space on the bed and for some reason,I felt sad.I thought that I would wake up in his arms.

“Teenage girls aren’t the only ones who get lost in dreams and wake up wondering if they were real or not. I did that plenty of times after Paris.” “You dreamed of me?” My lips twitched. “Dreamed of you, saw you in places you weren’t, thought I was hearing your voice shout my name across the street.” His blue eyes pierced mine. “What? You never did that?” “Never.” “Liar.” “I didn’t!” He walked to me, his lips twisted in a smirk. “I don’t believe you.” “You don’t have to believe me.” I walked backward, holding my arms up. There was a hint of mischief in his eyes, one I recognised, one that sent promises of forever flooding through my body like they were whispered yesterday. “George.”

I didn’t realize just how much I truly missed George. I’m here now in George’s condo. God… this feels like heaven. My longing for him is overwhelming, like all the lost years suddenly came rushing back in an instant. I never thought I could be this open, this loud, this shameless. I tell George exactly what I want, and it only drives me even crazier. “Yes, Bhabe, I’ll fuck you harder… aaahh… You’re so tight, so… aaahh!” I was almost driven crazy with every thrust he made. George was drenched in sweat. In his every thrust, It was as if it was devouring my very soul.”

Tears well up in my eyes. "Martha what is wrong, are you okay?" She touched my shoulder and I flinched again. She touched me, I felt it. Why does this feel so real? Was it real? Had I been dreaming all this while. Oh my God! "Mom?" "Yes sweetie, talk to me, what's wrong?" "Are you really real?" My mom and dad exchanged looks. "Ofcourse I am real" she caressed my cheek. It did feel real. "Whatever dream you had, it really got you whipped" Liam commented. Typically Liam will make jokes at serious moments.

Yet none of them was to end the endless romance. Xandra had never been with a man. She doesn't have any experience but she relaxes with masturbation. Next morning she woke up tossing to the other side when she saw her clothes scattered on the floor, the skirt and the blouse, her bra and undies. Last night she had a dream of having oral sex with Darby Rothschild... her arrogant boss. Could it be true? He would never even kiss her. Her day dreamings with him are getting way too extra that he is coming in her dreams at night.

She just needed a bathroom to pee in, nevermind finding hers. She was glad when she found a bedroom and she opened the closet door and she groaned. Where was the bathroom. She saw another door, and she pushed it with all her might, which resulted with her landing on the floor with a loud thud. "Ouch." she groaned out loud. She looked up and found Damien naked. Fully naked. Was she dreaming or was she really seeing this right. Damien stood there with no clothes. Raven tilted her head and her eyes went down to his crotch. When she realized what was happening she let out a scream.