Dreaming Of Sunshine Novels & Stories

After the Shadow man's disappearance, I snuggled back in the warm bed. My mind swirled with the madness. Was I crazy? Was this real? The thoughts tangled as they morphed into even crazier dreams until the morning sunlight was streaming through my window through my ratty pink curtains. I blinked against the light realizing I was in my own bed.

Ian voiced flatly, letting out a exsaperated sigh, not being able to move me either, not even an inch. Everyone bickered franticly around me, about what they thought needed to be done. Feeling the pressure pushing down on my chest, my anxiety started to soar. Forcing myself to close my eyes, I let my mind wonder, drifting to the three places that I had only dreamnt about. Flashes of white dance acrossed the back of my eyelids, pulling me into the memory of a place high above in the clouds, where the sun always felt warmer as it shined down on my skin, warming every part of what couldn't be seen inside. This place took my breath away time and time again as I watched the light from the sun rai

The dream had reminded me of the strength of our love, a love that could conquer even the most nightmarish of scenarios. Ethan and I went about our day, tending to the responsibilities of our pack and nurturing our growing family. The sun bathed our territory in its warm embrace, casting a golden glow over everything it touched. It was a stark contrast to the bleakness of my dream, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there was always a glimmer of hope. As evening descended and the moon began its ascent into the night sky, I found myself once again standing at the precipice of sleep. The dream had left a lasting impression on me, and I couldn't help but wonder if Ethan, too, had dre

The thought of my mate made my head flutter, my eyes clenching as I missed his presence around. Lukas woke up in a cold sweat, out of breath and panting hard as he bolted upright in his bed. He felt scared, terrified, absolutely hysterical over what he just dreamed. He didn’t remember much, but what he does remember was fire. The colours of orange and yellow burning away and destroying something pure. He doesn't remember what it was, but it was beautiful. The Sun of God remembered a person too, with eyes the colour of blue crystal. As blue as the ocean, as blue as the sky above. The eyes were full of hope and determination, and the only thing that he could remember before he woke up.

With a gentle kiss on the forehead he whispers good morning beautiful! The days passed, Star couldn't help but notice a recurring theme in her dreams. They were filled with vivid images of her powers, the very essence of her being. In her slumber, she found herself transported to a world where her abilities flourished, and she embraced her true potential. In one dream, Star stood on a mountaintop, surrounded by a breathtaking landscape.

Completely disgusted, Pia Drew walked briskly going inside but Andrew held her hand tightly that he could feel her bones in his palm. "Remember everything you did in the library?" Andrew showed his dimpled left cheek. "Are artists supposed to be trained how to handle situations like that?" Pia Drew hardly pulled off his hand from her wrist. "Sunny, why do you hate me so much?" There was a sudden silence while their eyes met. That was the very first time Pia Drew heard him call her Sunny. "Do you expect all people to like you?" "No. That's why I want to get you to like me."

Kristi dreamed she was on a tropical beach, the sun bathing her in its warmth. She felt warm inside and out, pleased and happy. Then, without warning, the sun disappeared taking the heat with it, and a chill skittered over her skin. "No," she moaned. "Come back." The sun kissed her shoulder then her cheek. The sun? Kissed her? "Sorry, sleepyhead. We don't all have the day off." What? Wait...

I was only too glad to feel it course through my fingers. A strange thing about we humans, was, we don't value things we have until it is taken away from us. I never saw the sunlight since my captivity, not even once, except through the chink of light that slipped through under the door. I would make sure I was awake early, so I could watch the shadows rising, dispelling the darkness to light. A smile would grace my gaunt face. It was at that point in time, I remembered my life before all this --- how important freedom was to a human being.

Beverly opened her eyes, blinking away the remnants of sleep. The morning sunlight filtered through the window, casting a warm glow across the room. As she stretched and yawned, fragments of her dream from the previous night flooded back into her consciousness. The images lingered, vivid and tantalizing. She recalled the sensation of power surging through her, the exhilaration of commanding flames with a mere thought. It had felt so real, so tangible. But now, in the light of day, Beverly couldn't help but question the authenticity of her experience.

The first rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room. Nathan stirred, gradually awakening from a deep sleep filled with dreams of love, friendship, and personal growth. As he lay in bed, he couldn't help but smile at the memories that had filled his dreams – memories of the incredible journey he had been on.