Novelas y relatos de Dreamcatcher Ao3

I didn't want to be a predator or prey. I wanted one soul to cherish—someone who saw only me. And I had found him in Daniel. He was joyous, sweet, and protective. And yet, here I was, obsessed with the shadow of a High Alpha who didn't even know I existed. I was no better than Ryan. I was worthless. The device vibrated, shattering my spiral. The Watcher: "I saw you in my dreams... I was holding you. Now sleep evades me; my mind is a prisoner of your image. What have you done to me, girl?"

“Now that the tool is refusing to be used, you’re panicking.” “Lydia, please reconsider,” an elder begged. “We will compensate you.” “Compensate me?” I pulled a document from my purse. “It’s too late for that.” “What is that?” Milton asked, his voice tense. I unfolded the document. “A formal offer from the Silver Moon Clan,” I said calmly. “They’ve invited me to be their Chief Dreamweaver and offered me a seat on their council.” A collective gasp went through the room. “When?” Milton’s voice trembled.

_Aurora’s POV_ When I opened my eyes, I was once again on my bed, chest rising and falling as sweat trickled down my forehead. No way that was a dream. I couldn’t remember returning home last night, had Damien carried me back himself. Everything that had happened, my sucking him off, Damien eating me out till I had an orgasm. Thwre was no fucking way that had been a dream, it felt so real I could still feel the aftermaths of my orgasm.

*Dust* The morning light spills through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating the room with a soft, golden glow. I stir awake, feeling the warmth of River’s body pressed against mine, a comforting feeling that grounds me in this moment. The events of last night flicker through my mind, a whirlwind of emotions. My heart races at the memory of our shared intimacy, the way he claimed me, marking me as his mate and Luna. It feels unreal, like something out of a storybook.

Corithias wished he could put his human arm around her and sit like this. “I had a dream about you, Dragon,” Alicia began. “It was so real that I woke up so happy, wishing that it was. I dreamed that I rode upon your back and you took me far above the clouds and far away from here. It was like I could see it all, and I felt like a bird, soaring up in the sky. It was glorious,” she said, looking up into one big blue eye. She felt that he understood everything she said.

Maera The night was short. I kept having these dreams. Ever since I touched Lord Fenrik’s shoulder, something in me changed. I kept seeing blood. A knife. And Lord Korran is lying on the floor. Then I would wake up just to go back to the same dream. The last one had awakened me to a fully bright day. “Goddess! Am I going crazy,” I said to myself. My head pounded. My throat felt sore. I touched where he had wrapped his hand and wrinkled at the discomfort.

The room was deathly silent except for the frantic beat of my heart in my ears. His low voice and the one from my dreams overlapped, weaving into a single key that unlocked my carefully built self-deception with a sharp click. He was Mr. Y—the man who sang off-key love songs to me at midnight, and the very same one who had chastised me relentlessly in the day. I stared at him. His handsome face was so close, and the usual coldness and distance were gone, replaced by a fragile, pleading vulnerability. The light in his eyes flickered like a candle tossed all night by a stormy wind.

I can say that once upon I dreamt of an alpha because I falls in love with Alpha Duncan in my dream but I ended up marrying Duncan from reality. END

(Piper POV) All of the dreams started the same way. I would watch myself walk through a beautiful forest, and then I would find myself standing before a grand waterfall. We do not have waterfalls like that in Blue Ridge, in Moon Shadow, or any in other pack that I had been to, so I had no idea where I was. Nevertheless, something about the waterfall felt both magical and comforting.

Both of them moved in an intoxicated dance of limbs, and touching him was like being handed the holy grail…like her heart was either going to mend or to either break…she was tired of the foreplay, she needed more… “Take me please…” she pleaded, unzipping his jeans with her hand…. “Open your eyes…” he whispered to her. “I do not want to.” “You have to.” Slowly she opened her eyes….and what she saw sent a paralyzing scream out of her….it was a pair of shimmering red eyes and she was unable to run…she was trapped in both the present and the dream land… ** Odin laughed as he felt stronger…he could tell that he was going to have her….she was weak…and so was Ichabod…