Dreaming Of Sunshine Fanfic Novels & Stories

The figure was difficult to make out, almost completely swallowed by darkness. But it was there. Definitely there. Not a ghost? “Correct. I’m not a ghost.” The blood drained from Jaladri’s face. Can he read my thoughts? “That’s right.” The voice sounded amused. “I’m an ordinary human being with a few unusual talents. Reading minds happens to be one of them.” Jaladri desperately tried to move his arms. Nothing. His legs. Nothing. Of course not. Sleep paralysis. All he could do was wait for his body to wake up.

He would get him some blood, no problem. After his call was made to Alex, he went and settled down in his lounge chair out on his patio. It was an overcast day and cool out. He felt like the fresh air just seemed to help him relax and cool down. Again, he has never had sweating like this ever, and the dream was so powerful. Then he finds himself thinking of Amber and wondering if she felt as good in his arms as she did in his dreams. He could smell her fresh, sweet floral sent and wanted to bury his fangs deep in her soft flesh. He wanted to bite her all over. He wanted to get lost in her and with her. He hadn’t felt this way for anyone since his first love. He hadn’t wanted to be close to a

I answered. ‘No, it’s not him! Hurry up and stand from the bed! I want to see him!’ I was stunned there for a little while, still confused by Sunshine's sudden awakening. This isn't the first time that she talked to me like this. But this time is different, Sunshine is now fully awake and aware that we have a mate around me. ‘Come on, Iris! Hurry up and meet him!’ I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I’m afraid…

She sighed. "I'm alright, Apo. I guess I better sleep." In the night, dreams haunted Luna. These dreams started after her seventeenth birthday. She dreams of a man as pale as white, with hair as yellow as a sunflower. He is taller than her and she looks up at him just to see his face. The man smiles at her, but other features are not apparent. He is just reaching out to her, and her to him. "DIE." A loud voice echoed all around her. It's not coming from the man, but it's like someone else is in her head.

Moira woke up because the sunlight was shining directly on her face. She had forgotten to close all the curtains because she had no intention of sleeping at all. After last night's unfortunate incident, she curled up and wished she had died that night. However, the Moon Goddess still woke her up this morning. Unfortunately, not with her feelings and sanity intact. Jude had destroyed everything, and remembering that, her chest ached again.

Free from The System's control, she was just an ordinary girl who worked hard to chase after her dreams. Her personality was just like her name—warm and bright like the sun. The comments suddenly appeared before me again. However, instead of being arguments that were filled with malice, everyone was giving me their blessings. "I finally got to witness a normal married life. My teeth are rotting from the sweetness." "Ms. Miller and Mr. Ford are a match made in heaven. The rivals-to-lovers trope is just too good." "Sunny is really cute like this too. She's the perfect representation of a pretty sun, resilient and ambitious."

“These must be your flames.” “Yes, my mate. You bring out the fire in me, but in a good way,” her body and voice are buzzing with a bird’s sound of happiness. “Your fire doesn’t hurt me. I mean I feel it, but not in a painful way,” I say, awed that I’m engulfed in flames. “I would never hurt you, my Sunshine. Just like I would never hurt Emmi.” The name makes me snap back and I look back at her. “It’s you who asks for the sunshine, isn’t it?”

Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips. Once, her father, Alpha Damon, had claimed he wasn’t interested in women, focusing solely on his duties—until he encountered Luna Alice at a nearby pack meeting when she was just fifteen. He couldn’t take his eyes off her and spent an entire year longing to see her again. The moment he turned eighteen and returned to the pack, he discovered that Alice was his mate. He claimed her that very night and married her the next day, without waiting another moment.

The morning sunlight brightened the window, too warm for how cold I felt inside. I sat on the bed, relaxed on my pillow still looking at my sketchpad as if it was my life. This same dream again? I muttered, my heart was still racing from the dream. A tall man, soaked in the rain, reached out his hand to me without any recognition. “Are you okay?” he had asked.

I knew I had fallen into a beautiful dream with him by my side. In this dream, we were in a sunlit field, the golden rays of the sun dancing across the vibrant wildflowers that surrounded us. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming daisies and the soft hum of bees buzzing nearby. Theo laughed, his voice ringing like music, and I felt a sense of freedom I hadn't experienced in a long time. We ran together, hand in hand, our laughter echoing in the open space, the world around us fading away. I could feel the warmth of his hand in mine, grounding me, making everything feel right.