Novel & Cerita Dream X Tommyinnit

My best friend wasn’t going to keep quiet forever. Exhaustion dragged me down later, the weight of secrets pressing heavy as I lay back in bed. When sleep finally dragged me under, it wasn’t peaceful. The dream space was different tonight, heavy and humming like a storm was about to break . Shadows stretched and shifted. And then It was darker. Colder. “Ivy.”Damon’s voice, low and rough, cut through the dark, like a man reaching for salvation. Not the Alpha’s voice he showed the world, but raw, cracked open, desperate.

“Oh god, you have no idea I've touched myself again and again to the thought of having an orgy with so many girls. But I've never had the chance to explore with anyone.” “Well now is your chance, baby. We will take good care of you tonight.” Dream spoke. “Touching myself and imagining an orgy of beautiful women was truly what kept me sane during those years of running in my village. Till I came here a found this crew. They've kept me grounded ever since, letting me explore their bodies as I please. And now we would do the same to you.” “You deserve it baby, you've earned it,” Celestine whispered. The air in the attic felt thicker. Their scents surrounded me. The knowledge that they were alre

Marcus watched with hungry eyes, phone recording. Damien bent me over the same workbench where we had first lost control. He took his time this time, despite everything... spitting on his hand, working me open with thick fingers, kissing down my spine. When he finally pushed inside me, it was deep and powerful. I moaned loudly, not caring anymore.

The smell of bacteria breaking down sweat on their body individually was purgent but worse was the ammonia smell of dehydrated urine they had to pass out on their positions to ease the pressure on their bladder. The dry patches of blood stains on the floor worsen Jasmine's anxiety as her panic attack surfaced. Faint images of her Father dropping her at their secret shelter house stuck in her head. "You're representing our family amongst them. Everything would be over soon Princess Ann." Her Father had assured her. She begin to flinch and her best friend who was injured on her knee beside her knew what was about to happen. "Jasmine!" Her ebony-skinned best friend cried out. She had cornrows o

"Anyway, thank you for taking me in." Tommy paused for a while and said, "If there are any problems, call me Bro, and that might soften my heart." He left the room. Anne got up and fell onto the bed. That night, her body felt heavy, and her brain felt confused. Her dreams were haunting her. A hand was tightly pinching her neck, and she saw Anthony's terrifyingly twisted face. She woke up directly. When she opened his eyes, she was still a little dazed, and it took a few seconds to realize that she was in Tommy's residence.

“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

The little boy had made a full recovery from his ordeal, though the doctors still couldn't explain how he had come back to life. Tommy was different now, though. He was quieter than before, and sometimes he would stare off into space like he was listening to something nobody else could hear. "Tommy, are you okay?" Rosemary asked, noticing that he hadn't touched his food. "I'm fine, Mommy," Tommy said softly. "I was just thinking about something." "What were you thinking about?" Austin asked. Tommy looked at his parents with serious eyes. "I keep having dreams about a bad woman who wants to hurt our family."

I can’t imagine my Papa wants to be with these women. I know pot calling the kettle black. I sleep around, but I don’t have a wolf, and the chances of having a mate are slim to none. I, however, have the decency to fuck elsewhere. I don’t bring my one-night-stands into the villa. My brother and I know better and take our booty calls to the Night Haven house. Before going to bed, I put in my earbuds, selecting a playlist on my phone to fall asleep. With the smooth vocals of John Legend, I drifted off to sleep. Typically my dreams are pretty average, or I think they are since I don’t usually remember them.

Shaking my head at Tommy, I lifted up onto my tip toes and pressed a kiss on his cheek, whispering in his ear. "I am fine. I can protect myself... remember" Reluctantly, he let me go; looking at the death glare, Damien was shooting Tommy. I rolled my eyes. He was such a child. A female and a male can be friends without it being sexual. I felt like I had known Tommy my whole life. I felt an instant connection to him that one would have with a brother or sister.

"Liam and Connor. Trent's best friends since middle school. You did great, by the way." He grinned. "I had a good teacher." As we made our way across the lawn, I caught sight of a familiar figure in the distance. My heart skipped a beat. "Oh my God, that's Damien." Tommy's brow furrowed. "Who's Damien?" I took a deep breath, the words tumbling out in a rush. "He's Trent's... I mean, your enemy. And also my ex." "Wait, what?" Tommy's eyes widened. "Is that why he's my.. I mean Trent's enemy? Because he dated you?"