Dreammare Sin Novels & Stories

How I feel when I look at him is likely how everyone feels. "He's Lust,” Cian mutters drily. "How much of your personality is actually based off...You know that?" I shift uncomfortably on the couch, preparing myself for his answer. If he truly is the epitome of greed, then I should be terrified, although I’m aware that if he admits he is, it’s not going to change anything. "Enough of it that it becomes annoying,” he sighs, fiddling with the cuff of his shirt. “There is a lot we Sin’s can do, however, to separate ourselves from our true nature, though.”

A really weird, really vivid dream. Except succubi didn't have normal dreams anymore. Elder Markov had mentioned that during one of his visits, something about how her kind experienced the dream realm differently. She'd been too overwhelmed learning about energy manipulation and enthrallment to pay much attention. Now she wished she'd listened. Eve carefully extracted herself from Damian's grip, holding her breath when he stirred but didn't wake. She needed to check on Silas, needed to confirm that what she'd experienced was just her imagination running wild and not....

The stars hung in millions, some distant flecks in the background and others bright and ripe with light. The way his voice grew deep as he condemned himself, admitting how he fell and let his demons get the worst of him. It had me thinking, wondering if this bet between us wasn’t for his personal gain, but for his kingdom. If Dain saw himself as this irredeemable failure, the chances of him wanting a mate for himself were slim. Some nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach told me I wasn’t the only one struggling to find sleep that night. When sleep finally did claim me, I had the strangest of dreams. As a child, rarely ever did I dream. The few I did have were vivid with colors and sounds,

As he continually pushed my body to the edge, I wanted him to make me scream out his name and beg him to stop. His mouth touching me and nearly making me cry is my favourite thing about him. He worshipped me as he tore apart my folds and his tongue slid over my swollen nub. As I fought to breathe, I jerked awake. My eyes flew open. only a dream, that is. Surely a dream, then. My face was scratched as I moaned. The window was open, allowing sunlight to pour in. After Sin had left, I made an effort to stay awake, restlessly anticipating the moment he would come back.

His hand cupped her womanhood making her let out a small moan of his name. "Ah, Sinister." "Fuck." Sinister snapped open his eyes breathing heavily. He looked around only to find himself in his room and no one near him. He sat up on the bed leaning against the bed's headboard before gritting his teeth. His hands clenched feeling his hard-on. He was painfully aroused and remembering the dream again and again it was becoming more painful for him. "God damn it what's wrong with me." He questioned himself. He knew he found that girl extremely attractive and in some way, he wished to be the one beside her, not Xavier.

he sensed my confusion and ask looking straight in my eyes. "Who is Damian then?" "Melantha is the second wife of my father and he is her son." And here drop the another bomb on my delicate brain. "H..he is" "Devil" he complete my word. That's why his eyes turn pitch black and the aura is bone chilling, and that bastard say that I'm hallucinating. I clench my jaw wants to claw his face right now for lying to me. I fist my hand tight try to control my anger.

“D-daddy? Daddy, wake up! “Wake up, there's smoke and fire inside the car.” A silhouette tries to grab her in order for her to get out of the burning car; Selina sticks out her arm in an attempt to reach her father, as she does not want to be separated from him. Selina is jolted awake from her slumber and screams, “No...!! Daddy!!!” Her hand instinctively tries to reach out to someone, similar to what she does in her dream. Selina's soul is permanently scarred by the unusual dream about her past success. Her eyes can't afford to hold back the tears that are threatening to fall.

I trailed off whilst thinking of what had happened. I doubted he would understand if I told him what I saw. It had become a recurring dream, and I thought about what it meant. Maybe it meant I was dying soon at the hand of a fierce beast. I shuddered as several images of the stinking remains of humans infiltrated my mind. “It's only a nightmare.” Sin asserted. He pulled me up and embraced me. I hugged him tighter instead of pulling away. It seemed weird he was assuring me. He should goad me and berate me for disturbing his sleep.

"You won't get there for 8 more hours." Rose smiled, and dreamed Of a strange woman, with violet eyes, dark skin like cinnamon, a small chest whose nipples were brown like syrup, and fangs. She dreamed of kissing this siren - a vampire? A lamia? An Aswang Queen. The dream girl wore a silver starlet crystal crown, delicate as fine bone China. And the mountains burned beneath her, a poison garden of baby bones. "I am what you seek, Rose Smith," the treacherous dream girl said.

lina asked " no, i didn't, i only saw his hair and his back" "what were you guys doing" lina asked sophia, this question threw sophia off balance, like hell she was going to tell her that she was making out with a guy in her dream, sophia swallowed her spit and quickly stoot up and rushed to the bathroom, closing the door behind her, Lina was suprised as sophia always told her every time she had a dream ......................... Mean while Damian woke up from the same erotic dream, he was sweating and breati ng heavily, he looked at his member and it was standing upright stearing at him, his breath gradually came down and he said to him self