Dream X Novels & Stories

Dead silence haunts the room. "What the fùck do you have to say about that, Damien!" Guilty. I'm guilty of having sèx dreams about Dani. It's been happening a lot lately and I don't know how to stop it. I'm not even sure I want to stop it. They feel so real and raw and passionate. But I feel awful for Vanessa. I didn't know that my sèx dreams were loud.

She didn't want to stay in this room where what she just lived was so vivid. Declan carried her to his room, placing her gently between the sheets before getting in next to her, holding her against him with his arm about her shoulders, her head resting on his chest. “Now, tell me about your dream, Gemma,” he coaxed. She shivered at the memory of it. “It was the car crash… the one that killed my parents. I saw it again… everything… And the way the car rolled over and over… I was unconscious before the car stopped turning.”

his voice jerked me back to reality. "hmm can I get your order"I said trying to sound confident, his voice sent me to planet zecury,I don't even know if it exists. "Two pot pies and one smoothie" he said back, with his eyes fixed on me. For the first time I saw genuine admiration and not the usual look of lust I was used to.

The game "Virtual Dream" Max currently was playing was a masterpiece of the gaming giant "Dream Gaming" which marked the beginning of a new era of gaming where it's realism level of 90% itself left the other Virtual Reality products in the dust and caused a huge sensation in the gaming market with 500 beta players slot being grabbed only in the first 20 minutes and with a week remaining for its 1st month anniversary launch, the developer's have promised a huge surprise for the beta players, whose private information with real name has been concealed for security reasons and the gamer's been instructed to only use their gaming name or first name for their own safety. Of the many features of t

I felt my body shaking and someone calling out my name. "Zara" "Zara" "Zara" I woke up panting and my body was drenched in sweat. My heart beat frantically in my chest and fear and apprehension took over me. I was dreaming. I am ok. It was just a dream. My mom was standing by my bed in her nightgown with a concerned expression. "Are you ok?" She asked in a worried tone. I felt guilty because my screaming had woken her up. I just nodded in response, because I had nothing else to say.

With no knowledge of which way to go, I hit something hard and I black out. The next thing I know I wake up screaming in my bed, I shiver uncontrollably as the dried sweat makes my hair stick to my head. The sheets tangled at the foot of the bed, but my heart beat is already slowing because I’m at home safe and secure from any of those monsters out there in the woods. It was just a nightmare. In all the 17 years of my life, that would have to be the scariest nightmare I have ever had. I know I can’t go back to sleep after having a nightmare like that, so I get my phone out and check the time, its 2 in the morning I still have 5 hours until I have to get up. What am I going to do? I figure I

He reached out, gently placing a hand on her shoulder, and whispered, “Brenda, may I talk to you about something?” Brenda looked up, her eyes filled with curiosity and warmth. “Of course, Damien. What’s on your mind?” Damien hesitated for a moment, searching for the right words to express the kaleidoscope of emotions swirling within him. “This afternoon, I had this dream… a dream about our future together.” Brenda’s gaze softened, her hand reaching out to intertwine her fingers with his. “Tell me about it,” she encouraged.

******* Dreaming ******** One day, Drake decided it was time to take a step forward. He invited Sarah to lunch at a cozy café, where they often went for brainstorming sessions. He had planned to open up about his feelings, to tell her how much he valued their friendship and how he wished to explore something more. As he shared his thoughts, his voice was laced with nervousness and vulnerability.

Methis Delis POV I had a dream. Usually I told myself my own dream once I woke from bed. It was a usual phenomenon. Once I wake I don’t remember my dreams until later, but this was different – it was the dream that woke me. And even now that I sit at breakfast in a small café just across my lodge, I find it extremely difficult to remember this dream, or extremely difficult to stop myself from suppressing it. I did not know which was the case. But whatever the case was, this dream had a key to a door – a door of nightmares. “Earth to Methis!” a continuous annoying finger snap brings me back to my external environment. Xander sits opposite me with a look on his face that I cannot associate wit

"I've been having these dreams... about the Dragon Kingdom. They feel so real, like memories rather than dreams." Alexander frowned slightly, leaning forward. "Tell me more. What are these dreams about?" I recounted the vivid scenes, the dragons soaring in the starry sky, the powerful scent of ancient magic, and finally, my mother appearing in the dreams, urging me to remember something crucial. Each word seemed to carry the weight of the dream world as it spilled from my lips. Alexander listened intently, his expression shifting from concern. "The dreams might be more than just manifestations of your stress," he said finally. "Given your heritage, they could be a sign—a message from your mo