Dreaming Of U Novels & Stories

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.

I can’t imagine my Papa wants to be with these women. I know pot calling the kettle black. I sleep around, but I don’t have a wolf, and the chances of having a mate are slim to none. I, however, have the decency to fuck elsewhere. I don’t bring my one-night-stands into the villa. My brother and I know better and take our booty calls to the Night Haven house. Before going to bed, I put in my earbuds, selecting a playlist on my phone to fall asleep. With the smooth vocals of John Legend, I drifted off to sleep. Typically my dreams are pretty average, or I think they are since I don’t usually remember them.

Was this a dream? “What is it, Gemma? What are thinking about?” “Am I dreaming, Declan?” “Oh, my sweet wife… You’re not.” “Are you sure?” As a reply, he took Gemma in his arms, pulled her against him, and trapped her mouth with his. Declan’s lips opened over hers in an erotic, thorough, mind-stealing kiss. And just like that, all thoughts vanished. “Darling…” he whispered against her mouth. “We’re here… I've waited so long for you… I imagined this moment over and over again… But reality beats my imagination.”

I can say that once upon I dreamt of an alpha because I falls in love with Alpha Duncan in my dream but I ended up marrying Duncan from reality. END

For in the realm of dreams, where anything is possible, love takes flight and blossoms into a breathtaking journey of shared moments and heartfelt connections. And so, as I surrender to the allure of sleep, I hold onto the hope that one day, my dreams will intertwine with reality, and the love I yearn for will become a cherished reality. Until then, I find solace in the warmth of my hugging pillow, my heart filled with the promise of love's sweet embrace.

" Seeing as you are making a joke I think you feel better I think I should take my leave ‘’. She responded and I immediately let out a fake cough pretending to be feeling pains in my chest . “I know it’s fake Ethan “ she replied smiling and I pouted my mouth childishly . “ please stay and please sing for me ‘’ I pleaded and she smiled . Do you feel lonely Are you cold Are you somewhere out there where you don’t want to be Is it too hard and you want to let go Does it feel it all feel bland and rocky Are you scared Do you want to leave it all and go away There’s a sun that shines brightly at ten It’ll brighten everything that’s dark A light at the end of the tunnel they say A sun that shines

"I want to see him now." The only thing that will make me believe that I'm not in a dream is if I see Damien and run into his arms. Until that happens, this is still a fùcking dream. ****

Am sad about not seeing Thabiso throughout the holiday period, talking about him, I have been having weird dreams about him, and in the dream, I see a clay pot placed under a bed with black liquid inside. When I look closely, I see his face in the pot but it has two sides, one of an animal and one of his normal face. I don’t know what it means yet but I feel like talking to him about it but then again, how do I initiate contact him with him when he never contacted or visited me throughout the holidays? Then there is another dream that I have been having.

My mind swam with the possibilities, but unless I was willing to sync to the public domain and use a search engine, I wasn't going to come up with any answers so long as the sun was still up. Figuring that I'd already cheated for the week, I opted to do another two lines of boost and hit the sack. The purple went down smooth and the rush was so intense that I white knuckled the blanket on my bed until the waves of electricity stopped rolling under my skin. Plugging back into my modem, I tried to leave any thoughts of the senator and his intruder behind. Paige, initiate dream sync. See you in a minute.

“A meaningful dream. Mother, I have to find her. She gives me an inexplicable joy, and everytime I see her, it's like she takes away my gloomy days and brightens it with the sunshine of her beauty.” “What you say is nonsense.” Mrs Spielberg shook her head in disbelief. “Son,” She sat on a armchair to meet her son's gaze, “I understand your breakup with Lucy didn't end well. Stop imaginating about some unexisting girl.” Charles shook his head vigorously in disagreement and said, “Unfortunately, if she doesn’t stop appearing in my dreams, I won't be able to stop thinking about her. She has obsessed me with infatuation.” “Then you must be crazy.”