Dreaming Of U Novels & Stories

a dream can be a vision of what might be. Maybe your dream was telling you something. Maybe it was telling you about what you want, and what you need." Tela looked at me, and her eyes were shining. "You think so?" she said. "I do," I said. "I think your dream was telling you that you want to be with someone who will love you and who will run with you through fields of flowers. I think your dream was telling you that you want to be with someone who will be there for you, through good times and bad. And I'm the person, the right one for you.

ʟᴇᴍᴍᴇ ʀᴇᴘᴇᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜᴏᴜsᴀɴᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ʙᴏᴏɴ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴇ

He was dreaming. He saw that Ishu was about to get married to a vampire and that vampires just wanted to take her advantage, Ishu was crying and asking for help and there was a devil laugh from a vampire. Ricardo woke up from his sleep, he was in the thought that what was it? Ricardo didn’t understand the meaning of that dream.

I was still very much injured and still trying to heal. But then I remembered the dream I was having right before I woke up. The one where all four of them were on me at once — Reed fucking my tits, Cole deep in my pussy, Jasper stretching my ass, Kai in my mouth. It was so vivid, so hot, so dirty that my pussy clenched just thinking about it. My face went hot with embarrassment. Did I say any of it out loud? Did they hear me moaning their names while I was sleeping? Oh god, I hoped not. That would be the most humiliating thing ever.

Exactly the one I dreamed of. THE END.

I wonder… Dang. We really didn’t know each other. “Why are you antsy?” “Are we about to have a real conversation?” he asks. “We did last night.” “Indeed. Did you dream about me?” And there he goes with the cockiness. “Nope. I dreamed about cupcakes, lemon ones called Pucker Up. I shoved two in my mouth and may have had an orgasm.” “Did you dream about golf-ball-headed aliens too?”

"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

Joana was in a dream world thinking of Maxwell and how they would sleep on the same bed with him. Emma started feeling hot after taking two glasses of red wine.

It's like a beautiful dream for me and I don't want to wakeup from it ever. THE END!

Nobody in my memory matched him at all. Then one night, after yet another late shift, I was scrolling through my phone like a zombie when a pop-up appeared out of nowhere. It had a cheap glittering border, the whole nine yards, a classic bottom-of-the-barrel web ad. It was for some app I had never heard of called Astra. I was about to close it when my finger froze in midair for three full seconds. The model on the landing page looked exactly like the man from my dreams. I could not bring myself to close it. Instead, I kept reading.