Dream X Novels & Stories

………………… Brinley. I'm dreaming I know I am, because I'm laying in Xanders arms right now and I know I'm with Knox. And Knox is so good to me, why in the hell am I dreaming of the man that caused me so much pain?. And I can hear him whispering sweet things In my ear, and Xander is not the type to do such things.

Once everyone was asleep,then Navi again went to Hardeep's room and this time she became bold and kissed him on his chest and lips and ran out of the room before Hardeep could open his eyes but he knew it was a dream. Next day was a D day, a day full of blessings and happiness. Everyone was busy guests were coming from far and near, Harjot was treated like a princess and Navi was made to sit with her as Navi getting overexcited was running from one side to another to finish off the chores but that was not so done with Sukh and Radha around now even her mom was there.

And I never looked back. I remembered the next day Storm blowed up my phone and continuously coming to the house to come see me. I broke out of my thoughts as Linda came in sighing heavily. "What happened?" I asked her. I stood up and smoothed down my bodycon form fitting cream dress. "Dad and I had a long talk. And he accepted that I should follow my dreams and that he'll always support me. We finally had a father daughter bonding time and his stupid girlfriend had to interrupt," she ranted, taking out two wine glasses and a bottle of vodka and fruit punch.

Not even Ai, I never see her in this situation. The doctor went further. "The feelings of the imagining touch of someone's hand on your body. In your daughter situation, the imagination has led to sex." "What!" We reacted to the heartbroken news the way we can. I never once in my life heard of this. Oh my goodness! "Does this happen due to ones recent experience?" The detective asked. "Actually, yes and no. My knowledge on this," the doctor gasped and turned to Ai. "It happens if one is reacting to an overdose drugs. In her case, she is reacting to a strong sleeping overdose drug."

He seemed to be fading. “I’ll see you again, Jennah.” The buzzing grew louder. Jennah opened her eyes. Her alarm clock was going off. She reached over and slapped a hand on the snooze button and then focused to make sure she was in her room. She blew out a breath and tried to shake the fog from her mind. That explained a few things. The dream was so real, but not at the same time. Too bad, really. That man, Dominic, her mind had invented was quite nice to look at. No more chocolate caramel popcorn for you before bed, she thought as she slowly sat up.

As we settle in for a relaxing dinner, the events of the day slowly fade into the background, replaced by a sense of contentment and camaraderie. As the night unfolds, I drift into a restless sleep, my mind plagued by swirling visions and fragmented dreams. But amidst the chaos of my subconscious, a new sensation takes hold—a sense of clarity and purpose unlike anything I've experienced before. In my dream, I find myself standing in a vast, sunlit meadow, the grass soft beneath my feet and the air alive with the sound of laughter. And there, in the heart of the meadow, I see Xander, my beloved mate, playing and running with a young girl by his side.

She didn’t want to think about what he was, but Emma wanted to walk into dreams and control magic. Emma had seen village elders use magic but had none of her own. Daniel wanted to surprise Emma that night. With a snap of his fingers he brought the door out, and he snuck into one of her dreams, but when he opened the door, he found the small village was quiet. He heard the roar of a blaze, it didn’t take him long to figure out what he was looking for. Daniel could smell the smoke as he ran. “Emma!” he screamed not caring what a noise he made or who might see him.

A swift strike landed, and Chassy staggered backward, her movements momentarily faltering. Xander, paralyzed in the dream and unable to intervene, experienced a profound sense of helplessness. His heart ached as he watched his mate, usually a beacon of strength, weaken under the assault. The dream played out like a surreal tapestry of anguish, each frame etching a painful image in Xander's subconscious.

Chapter 63: The Dream Mellisa tossed and turned in her sleep, her mind filled with vivid images of pleasure. She felt a warmth spreading throughout her body, a feeling of anticipation and desire that she had never experienced before. In her dream, she was in a lush garden surrounded by lush vegetation and vibrant flowers. Suddenly, Jeremy appeared. His eyes were a deep, dark blue and he was wearing a suit that fit him perfectly. He walked towards her, his gaze never leaving hers, and reached out to take her hand. His touch was electric, and she felt a thrill of excitement run through her.

"I'm in Chicago for the weekend. My cell phone number's on the back. Maybe you can come to my hotel room and tell me more about this lucky woman." The dream filled Damien's mind as he took the card. Another hot flush shot through him. He could remember every moment vividly. He hadn't even felt like he was dreaming. It had seemed too real. His cock twinged at the memory of her hot pussy wrapped around his cock. No, he told his cock. Damien's right hand played with his wedding band. It was a dream. It doesn't count. You'll just have to be happy with that.