Dream X George Novels & Stories

My eyes flew open when I heard George laughing hard on the phone. “Damn it, boss! I’m still on the phone.” My cheeks blushed, and I woke up from my lustful dream of having Alex as my delectable breakfast this morning. “Sorry. Call me later.” Alex said, reaching for his phone and ending the call. His dreamy eyes stared at me. “Good morning, Cupcake. This is how we should be greeting each other, not in your violent way,” he smirked. “George is Georgia,” I said, summing up how I got to know his secretary. “And you’re heavy, Alex.” I swallowed hard, not really wanting him to get up. I’m totally turned on, feeling his hard bulge on me.

I knew he wouldn’t like this idea. Damian leans back into the couch across from me. He stays quiet, watching. I wait. Felix finally speaks. “Can you get me another soda?” he asks Damian. “Cherry. From the kitchen fridge.” Damian stands up without a word. His frown deepens as he walks out. Brooke, Lee, and Holly left earlier to bake in the kitchen. Now it’s just the two of us in the room. Felix exhales slowly. “I’ve been having weird dreams,” he says. “For a few nights now.”

She knows this is so unreal and seen it for many times. "No. I am real." Georgia denied it. She knows that she was real and nothing else. She looked at her seriously and touched her face solemnly. "Ole... I am Georgia Xin. Daughter of Kim Xin Sai, sister of Lewis Xin and friends of Leah, Gu, Ji and Nami. Believe in me. I am real and I was here." She said it to her. "Ah..." Ole went silent. She looked stiffed for she knows this is not real. "Are you real?" She asked again. "Yes I am. I can tell you what was happening outside now. We are in a dream, you see? We are taking a quest and will save Leah and the world. But when we entered that door inside the tower we fainted. Then I woke up. Then I

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.

Tiberius explained as the song ended, leaving us standing in the center of the dance floor. “And I can’t think of a more perfect song. Because it was once upon a dream that we met and every day with you feels like a dream.” He smiled. “I love you, Katrina Liliana D’Amore, from the moment I saw you in that dream and will for the rest of this life and every life we share after this. You were my Princess Charming, slayer of evil witches, and my true love.”

Fear" My head snapped in his direction in confusion. "Everything you saw in your dream and feared off turn true in real life." "But why?" Chris love fear he fest on it and grew more powerful. So STO DREAMING weird things, he mumble last part irritated. What's my fault in it. I love zombie movies, I mumble but my eyes grew wider at the realisation. My head snapped in his direction in shock. "What?" I..I read a l...lot vampire stories too, I whisper thinking the possibility of vampire behind me. But it's okay if they are handsome a wide grin form on my face thinking the way Klaus scream REBBEKAH.

It seemed like a wishing card, she guessed. "What is that?" She curiously questioned. Dong-hyun followed her pointed finger and tilted his head to the bedside table. "Oh, this wish card. One of my old friends sent this card in the morning, he wished me good health. I was surprised seeing this card, I thought he was running his underworld business. Who knew that he would recall me," he picked up the small card. "Health, eh?" He sighed miserably while looking down at his stiff legs. "What's the point of wishing when you know you will never walk again in the rest of your life?"

"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.

“If I knew, I would fix it. I can’t stop getting enough blood. I feel like a bus ran over me. Literally, I feel like I was hit by a bus. Those dreams were so real, so powerful, and I can’t shake them, Alex. I never, ever, have had anything feel like this before. I woke up a pool of sweat and took a shower once already. I feel like a wreck, and all I can do is think about Amber.” “Wow, Dom, that is crazy. I didn’t realize that. I don’t think I have ever heard you say anything about dreaming before.” “No, I hadn’t. I had this vision, which sucked a lot of energy from me. I then fell asleep, which just became a trap. I was stuck in a wonderfully, erotic, real, intense, and I don’t have the word

Was this a dream? “What is it, Gemma? What are thinking about?” “Am I dreaming, Declan?” “Oh, my sweet wife… You’re not.” “Are you sure?” As a reply, he took Gemma in his arms, pulled her against him, and trapped her mouth with his. Declan’s lips opened over hers in an erotic, thorough, mind-stealing kiss. And just like that, all thoughts vanished. “Darling…” he whispered against her mouth. “We’re here… I've waited so long for you… I imagined this moment over and over again… But reality beats my imagination.”