Dreaming With Mariposas Novels & Stories

Mars growls in my head. I tell her about the dream I had last night, being in the forest and the goddess aura guiding me towards the pond. That at the pond there was a solid white figure being obscured by the auras shimmer. That Mars was drawn to it but was frozen, just like how he was drawn to her.

I dream of Maya. I no longer doubt that our souls are connected in a way I can’t explain. Even in death, she still finds her way into my dreams. I don’t fight it. I welcome it. Every time. I wake up with blue balls, but I don’t mind. If it’s Maya I make love to in my dreams, I’ll take all of it without complaint.

It tugged at the strings of my heart. The beat soulfully, weaving a story in line with the maidens dance steps and they acted out a scene with their hips, twisting them left and right, their bodies moving fluidly to the beat, their feet disturbing the white sand beneath their feet. I was spell bound. I couldn't look away even if I wanted to. It was extremely exciting to watch. I hadn't even realised when it became dark. It seemed even the glow insects were out to watch the events of the night.

" Yeah. In my dream I confronted Isla about Martha and she said Martha is a witch and a princess. An abandoned princess with a cursed mother." " Okay that's bad. This is the weirdest dream I've ever heard of. Take it out of your head." " Yeah, thanks Beth." " Why were you sleeping in class?" " Nothing, I'm really tired." " After kissing Miles? Cause i saw it." Bethany said and laughed. " Okay that's crazy. Martha destroyed my flowers which he bought and I went over to talk to him to stop visiting me. I was shocked when he kissed me and I didn't kiss him back. Miles is sweet but we can't be together."

She heard Naneth say something. “Don’t uncle… that’s right… huh! I feel sorry for you…! Huhu. ah!” Maria quickly tapped Naneth because she had a bad dream. Naneth woke up, tears dripping from her eyes. She hugged Maria and continued to cry. Maria wonders why she has such a dream. “Naneth! Why are you begging and crying in your dream?” Mary asked in astonishment. “Ah! That’s nothing, sister Maria. I’m sorry, sometimes I have nightmares, so what can I dream about?” Naneth’s defense.

Then I drifted off into a slumber in the billionaire’s arms. In the depth of my sleep, I dreamed of myself floating in a ray of sunshine. It was warm and lovely, and it reminded me of my late mother’s words of love and kisses. Petals of cherry blossom rained all around me, and a field of wildflowers stretched beyond the endless horizon before me. It was a beautiful place, and I was in paradise. I felt so relaxed and so wonderful. I wanted to be here like this forever. Nothing to worry about. No one to bother me.

Mateo's room, Mateo was still sound asleep on his bed and was dreaming peacefully. He was smiling in reality while he dreamed. In his dream, there were two cute rabbits that he was chasing after, and the environment was so peaceful, quiet and beautifully decorated with trees and flowers. Suddenly, the smile on Mateo's face was replaced with a frown as he saw someone he didn't expect to see in his dream. 'Tina?!'. 'You'll definitely pay for getting me pregnant, Mateo!'. Tina yelled and charged towards Mateo. 'No!' The moment Tina caught up with Mateo in the dream, Mateo instantly jerked up and woke up from his sleep, causing Deborah who was just about to wake him up to be startled.

I awaken with a chuckle, a bittersweet symphony of emotions echoing within me. Reality dawns upon me, and yet, the remnants of the dream linger, entwined with the threads of my consciousness. I find myself clutching the hugging pillow, a tangible reminder of the intangible connection I share with Tuberose. It is a symbol of my yearning, a testament to the faith I hold in the unseen forces that bind us. With a sigh of contentment, I allow myself to linger in the thought of Tuberose, her essence permeating my being. I revel in the anticipation of what lies ahead, knowing that our paths will intersect when destiny deems it so.

The gentle sound of the raindrops hitting the roof and windows created a symphony of nature that seemed to serenade the sleeping duo. In their dreams, Mama Hazel and Theo wandered through fields of blooming flowers, their laughter echoing through the air. They chased butterflies and danced with the wind, their spirits light and carefree. Mama Hazel's dreams were filled with memories of her own childhood, of days spent running through meadows and climbing trees. She saw her younger self laughing and playing, carefree and full of wonder. In her dream, she felt a sense of nostalgia and gratitude for the simple joys of life. Meanwhile, Theo's dreams were a mix of fantasy and adventure. He imagin

Kamrynn’s POV That night, I dream of Rmonica, and it’s one of the strangest, most vivid dreams I’ve ever had. I see her standing in a beautiful, sprawling garden, surrounded by vibrant, colorful flowers. She moves gracefully from one bed of flowers to another, smiling as she gently tends to each bloom, touching each petal as if it were precious. Her hands are tender, her face calm and content, filled with the joy of caring for something she loves.