Dream X George Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He was standing by the door with his mouth hanging low. “You said you wanted to see him, so this was what...” George felt like he had bees in his head, and they were going to explode. “I-I can’t believe this. I am dreaming, right? You guys weren’t kissing, right? You just had something in your eyes, and he was trying to blow it out for you.” George muttered, refusing to accept the truth when his brain already knew it.

Their eyes locked. Minutes passed in heavy silence. The air between them crackled. Finally, George spoke, voice low and rough. “I have all the pussy I could ever want in this world, kitten. Endless, eager, dripping for me whenever I snap my fingers.” He leaned forward slightly, silver eyes burning into hers. “But yours… fuck. Yours is the one I can’t stop thinking about. The one I crave. And I know you feel it too… that wet, desperate little cunt of yours has been weeping for my cock since the moment you saw it.”

"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

Exhaustion weighed heavy on his shoulders as he crawled into bed, ready to fall asleep. But as the night unfolded, George found himself trapped in a dream. In his dream, he saw Lisa's dad trying to kill his dad, George's heart pounded in his chest as he watched in horror as Lisa's dad confronted his father. His father pleaded for his life, his eyes filled with fear and confusion. Lisa's dad, consumed by rage, raised a weapon and struck a devastating blow, he was there but he couldn’t do anything as he watched Lisa’s dad killing his father.

The older man stood by the window, watching the rain as it dotted the glass, waiting silently. "I want to thank you for helping me make this dream a reality," Damien began. Mr. George chuckled and waved a dismissive hand. "I’ve always seen talent in you, Damien. And talent like yours deserves all the help it can get," Mr. George said, smiling. Damien returned the smile. "Alright… I called you here for a few reasons." "I’m listening," Mr. George replied.

As Ghost rose again, I whispered, almost to myself Diana POV I woke up gasping. My heart was beating so hard it hurt. Sweat covered my forehead, and my hands trembled as I clutched the blanket. The dream was still sharp in my mind. In the dream, I was standing in a dark forest. The trees were tall and twisted, their branches like claws. I called out Star’s name, but my voice echoed and vanished. Then I saw him. My little boy. He was running, his small legs moving as fast as they could, but something was chasing him. A shadow. A huge figure with glowing red eyes. It reached for him, and when I tried to run, my feet sank into the ground like mud.

Soon, George tore off my nurse outfit, exposing my entire body right in front of him. He stared at me with lust gleaming in his eyes. I could feel goosebumps all around me. This was too embarrassing. He lowered his head, opened his mouth, and sucked on my sweetspot. After a moment of tasting, he jumped up in excitement. "She's extremely delicious. Much more than any humans that I've ever tried." Then, he touched his crotch. "I think I'm having a little reaction down there." George turned to Daniel and asked, "You said that she has a great suction function, yeah? Teach me."

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

She sighs, “He thinks he’s Solomon because Chick did something to him. I’m going to try and undo it, but I don’t know if I can.” Greyson strides over to Chick’s tent and Celine reaches for George with her gift. She finds the outside influence and drags it out of him. He sags under her hand, and she looks for her Mate. He’s still there, but unaware that it isn’t a dream yet. She leaves George’s mind and nods to Seb, who lets him go. George drops to his knees with a grunt. Celine wipes her face again, takes a deep breath, then slaps him, hard. He topples sideways with the force of it,

STOP PLAYING WITH MY HEART! Miana shouted what her heart tells her so. She screamed until she calmed down. She got up on her bed and changed her clothes. She cleaned the things she threw and searched Ethan on F******k. She can’t gather evidence. His F******k was too clean. She put her phone down and lay on her bed. She’s lost in her thoughts as she was staring at the ceiling. She facepalmed, she can’t think properly. She prayed that it was all a dream that she'll wake up for some time.