Dreammare Sin Novels & Stories

Damon I woke up sweating heavily with my boy 's heart racing heavily. I couldn't help but gasp silently as I tried to calm myself down from all that was happening. I felt myself wanting to run from myself, and that was because I have a dream. I have a very bad dream about what was going on. I have a very had a very bad dream, and in the dream I saw a lady hovering over me while saying I was her mate. It was like I was traumatized by the dream and I felt my body wavering to the thought of that.

Damien - On the afternoon of Saturday, the 15th I’ve been having the same dream every night. Lola’s pinned to the wall by her ex, but they vanish just as I get there. Then I see Justine pinned to the bed being violated. And again, I’m too late to stop it. Repeatedly I fail. Still panicked, I wake drenched in sweat, but I’m in my disheveled room. The moonlight from the open window shows dim outlines of everything. I groan that it’s still dark out.

She'd been the one who shook me out of my dream—I stand corrected…it was a nightmare. “Oh my goodness, Myra, what happened? You were shaking like a leaf!” Sinsa exclaimed as I sat up, my temples throbbing as I flopped over the chair. I didnt have the right to dream of him, it was my fault anyways. “I’m sorry…I can’t even remember,” I lied, knowing how much Sinsa had warned me to forget about Draven since he’d hurt me, but it wasn’t that easy; I still love him.

I left sin at the waterfall where he followed me to, I got back and tried to sleep but the image of the man in my dreams kept visualising in my head keeping me awake all night. Sin eventually came back, walking to our camp setting looking at me the whole time, but I pretend like I didn't see him. Eventually the sun rose and the day clear and I still didn't get any sleep. “Wake up sleepy heads!” Sin yelled getting everyone to wake up, “he have to keep moving” he said.

Dusty Non-Flower also looked at him and smiled faintly, "What? With just one little dream demon like you, you want to control me?" Dreamless Nightmare is a kind of dream demon derived from nightmares, and nightmares are often a way to show the vulnerability of a person's heart, therefore, what Dreamless Nightmare is most skillful at is, peering into the most vulnerable place of a person's heart, and then taking advantage of the gap to enter the country. It wasn't that Dusty Non-Flower didn't have the most vulnerable places, it was just that with this skill of Dreamless Nightmare, he couldn't peek into the depths of his heart yet.

She already knew that would be expected. Damon’s bedroom was even larger than hers. The massive king-sized bed dominated the room, covered in black silk sheets. Damon stood by the windows wearing only a pair of dark gray sweatpants that hung low on his hips, revealing the deep V of his sculpted abs and the outline of his heavy cock. “Close the door,” he ordered. Ara obeyed. “So today’s scene,” he said, “is about a submissive woman meeting her ex one last time before her wedding. She knows it’s wrong. She knows she shouldn’t. But she can’t resist him. She lets him ruin her for her future husband. That’s the energy I want.”

His cum shot across her ass and lower back, hot and thick, joining the mess already coating her thighs. The mirror flared bright. "Trial complete. Riley. Your fantasy is next." Riley stumbled backward, shaking her head frantically. "No. No, I don't…" But the images came anyway, flooding her mind. Her deepest fantasy: being worshipped. Licked. Devoured. Every inch of her body claimed by a woman's mouth, hands, tongue. She'd dreamed of soft curves pressed against hers, of fingers buried inside her, of tasting another woman's arousal on her lips.

Wolf: “What? Really? But my sexual orientation is very normal.” Dreamer: “Who cares if you are a man or woman? Now, as long as he is rich, even he is a man, he can also love the vain and shallow person.” Asher: “Dreamer are you jealous? Are you blaming Master Lucifer for not liking you? I think you cooperated well with Master Lucifer when you were fighting the Boss. Do you like Master Lucifer?” Dreamer: “Bullshit! It’s getting outrageous! Even if I like man, I will only like Master QEEN, a real man.” (QEEN= Quickly Eliminating Enemies).

Innocent executive assistant Ava finds herself irresistibly drawn to her enigmatic boss, Mr. Alex. As her forbidden desires escalate into vivid, uncontrollable wet dreams, she decides to resign, only to discover that Alex is not just any man—he's a Dreamlust demon. “Because you called to me, Ava. Your desire, your longing, it reached out to me across the realms. And now that you know…” #lust #demons #dreams #dreamlustdemon #spiritual #specialpower #passion #hardcore #demonxhuman #demon #officeromance

Well, today have been eventful so far. Take for starters, I woke up sweating on the bed after having a dream of Sinclair's cock buried in my wet core. It's been three days since I got off on the phone with Sinclair on the other line, and he's back to being himself. He's around more often, and I can't decide if that's a good, or bad thing because it seems my reaction to his presence only got worse after I touched myself on the phone. He gives me those familiar looks, and I'm trembling on my stand with my wetness dripping between my thighs, and my panties soaked.