Dreame Novel Novels & Stories

As for my dad, I hoped that the demon inside him came out soon. Sitting on my bed on a Thursday morning, with my book in hand, I drifted off into space. I didn't go to school the last two days. Although Liam and Lily went to school, I didn't feel like it. Kelly had been helping me with her notes and even the details of what happened. She was just the best. Nevertheless, the dream I had about Ben telling me I killed him was still on my mind, not to talk of when he said his death was the beginning of others. It still scared me especially when I had no idea what he meant.

Moonlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows, painting silver stripes across his face and bare chest as he stood at the foot of the bed and slowly unbuttoned the rest of his dress shirt. I watched, completely mesmerized, as each button revealed more of him: the hard planes of his chest dusted with dark hair that trailed down over defined abs, the sharp V-lines disappearing into his unbuckled slacks. At forty-nine, Daniel Cole looked better than most men half his age—powerful, experienced, dangerous, and so fucking tempting it hurt. Fresh wetness leaked from my used, cum-filled pussy onto the expensive sheets. He shrugged the shirt off and let it drop to the floor. Then he crawled o

Pushing her jealously aside, it was quite adorable to watch. Kiaan was looking through Damien’s stack of graphic novels when he held up a book. The cover was black and covered in white symbols, including the encircled pentagram he'd drawn on the floor in blood. "Is this where you got the spell?" Kiaan asked. "Erm, no." Damien coughed. "I... well it sort of... came to me in a dream." "Seriously?" Jess asked. Silence fell over the room as Damien paced, scratching his head.

Safe. He lay down beside me. His body curled around mine. Warm. Solid. I buried my face in his fur. Breathed in. Cedar. Smoke. Something warm underneath. I felt safe. For the first time in three years, inside a nightmare, I felt safe. I woke up gasping. But not screaming. I sat in the dark, heart hammering. But the rhythm was different. Not panicked. Deeper. Steadier. The black wolf was Liam. I knew it the way I knew my own name. Kain. His wolf. I dreamed of him and felt safe. Not protected. Not saved. Safe. The kind I hadn't felt since before the crash.

Drea drew in a breath as he stepped in and motioned for her to follow behind him. She had to muster strength to step into the room. Was this his bed room? Was this where the Alpha was going to force himself on her. She whimpered. Was this where she would finally experience love making for the first time, only this would be far from love making. Getting captured, beating, put in a cage, and then offered up to the Alpha like a sacrificial lamb could hardly qualify for love making, and yet, in spite of herself, Drea found she was filled with a strange kind of anticipation of what it would be like to be held in the powerful arms of the Alpha, to be kissed by him, to make love with him. She took

By the time Jake was done narrating the ordeal, my whole face was red and my heart was drumming ferociously in its cage. Truth is, the dream was about Jake and me. Jake was Cephaus Demario and I was Cleopatra. Both of the characters from my favourite romance novel ‘Chained lusts’. In the dream, Jake and I were getting intimate. I have been having such dreams ever since the night that he and I kissed. I never expected that I would blurt my dream in my sleep. I wonder what he thinks of me now. Oh no, what if he thinks that I am a pervert whose only intention is to get in his pants? I have to do something before he starts doubting my intentions.

Time passed and the light never changed in the room. Ilyria and Suluu slept, they woke, they made love, they slept again. In her dreams, she joined her mother at the dining table in the mansion of her childhood. Daria Agrio was young and beautiful. Her hair shimmered with jewels and her robe was woven of a silk so delicate her nipples appeared rosily through the thin fabric. At her side appeared a series of suitors. As each left, he kissed Daria’s pale cheek, picked up the small gold scissors on the table before her and snipped off a lock of hair bearing a jewel or a thread of silk from her robe. Her mother appeared not to notice. In the dream, Ilyria was seated at the far end of the table,

Her skin soft and warm against his, her breath on his chest, her hair smelled of lavender brushed under his chin. "You don't remember anything?" she couldn't imagine what he must've gone through. He shook his head, "I had a dream about it ... I think it was a glimpse of what I saw in that brief time I woke up in that room ..." he rubbed his face to wipe away the nightmare. "I don't want something like that to happen to you ... we can't risk it, your teacher is right, we have to get out of this contract." Charlie paused for a moment, she too had a confession to make. "About my teacher ..."

he asked looking directly into my eyes. “I guess it’s a mystery we will never be able to solve?” I replied. If I could read his mind, I’m sure he would be like just tell me this your name so I could drop all this problem on your head. Mother given name has never been used by Dreamers, it’s one of the rules that makes us different from other people who can travel through realms. If your real name was to be discovered, you would be locked up in a building and all your colleagues problem would be placed into your hands to solve for them and for centuries those that have fallen prey to divulging their names have always died before solving even one person’s problem. Well only one person has falle

The next book will be any guesses. Yes, I am starting a new book called ‘No, Master’ Containing Rafael and Rose’s story. Damien and Maria wouldn’t have any story as Damien was never bad to Maria and I will give them an ending in Rose’s story. The story will be a dark romance as usual but different than Yes, Master. There will be no love triangle like this book. There will be only two main characters which will be Rose and Rafael. The book will be full of regret, dark past, romance, erotic, love, and redemption.