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Roses, a white dress, the guests, the sunshine: it all felt so vivid, yet so surreal. His gaze landed on the empty spot where the bridesmaid should have been, and it all clicked why that seat was unoccupied. Natalie was gone. She was gone forever. She had taken her life. She had done that with his unborn child when she leapt from the 18th floor. It was all because he tampered with her medicine, because he dared her to prove her true love, and because of his whispered lies of forever and always. He did everything to win her heart.

“That night, in the moonlit ruins of the old chapel, we swore an eternal vow…” “I remember,” I cut him off. “I also remember what you told my father.” Milton’s face changed. “What?” “You said, ‘This union will purify the berserker taint in my bloodline. Lydia’s First-born blood and her Dreamweaving are the keys to securing my throne.’” I repeated his words, one by one. “Did you think I didn’t know?” Elder Amelia’s gaze shot to Milton, her eyes filled with disappointment. “That… that was…” Milton stammered.

Hardeep smirked and left the room leaving behind the fragrance of his aftershave cologne. Navi was all flabbergasted by his behavior, she quickly bolted the door and took off her robe, kept it on the chair and slid into her bed. As it was early October, cold winds were blowing. Covered herself with the thin quilt and closed her eyes tightly as if trying to shun out the memory of her first kiss. But alas to no avail. The aftershave cologne fragrance lingered in her room, a reminder of the presence of the devil looks. " Yes, that's the right name I can give you Mr CEO". Finally she drifted off to sleep with a smile.

“Come on, Dannie. What do you want me to say? You had a bad dream, sleepwalked to the uber-creepy book. It’s nothing to freak out about. The full moon is tomorrow or tonight...I guess it’s early morning. It’s just stress getting into your head.” “Really, that’s it? You think I’m making this all up? Cass, I’m having really real nightmares about the deabru, and I sleepwalked to a deabru’s black magic book. That doesn’t strike you in the least as a little odd?” “Knowing you, no.” Dannie pulled back, hurt. “Excuse me?”

Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.

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His cock strains his pants and when he closes the door behind him and locks it, my pussy clenches so hard around Dante’s cock that he groans. “Your friend Jade booked two,” Dante says against my ear. His cock still buried inside me. “She said you deserved the full fantasy.” The blond walks over. Stands beside the couch. Close enough that I can smell him – clean, sharp, different from Dante. He looks at me – riding Dante, my tits out, the tiara catching the light, a stranger’s cock deep in my pussy. “I’m Cole,” he says. Like this is a normal introduction. “Happy almost-wedding.”

“I think you’d be prettier if you didn’t hide your face behind a book.” I placed the book on my thigh and stared at Azrael who had a gentle smile on his face before he moved closer. “What about your partner?” Azrael asked as I shook my head. “What’s the name of the book you’re reading?” Azrael asked as I stared at the book. “Dreams and Nightmares by Sidney Raul.” I replied. “What’s it about?” Azrael asked.

THE END? Not quite . . . Have you tried Beatrice Beecham’s Cryptic Crypt: A Supernatural Adventure/Mystery Novel by Dave Jeffery? We included an excerpt from the book if you keep paging. Or dive into more Tales from the Darkest Depths: Novels: The Mourner’s Cradle: A Widow’s Journey by Tommy B. Smith House of Sighs (with sequel novella) by Aaron Dries Beyond Night by Eric S. Brown and Steven L. Shrewsbury