Dreams Honey Novels & Stories

Whatever happens, we face it together. Relief washed over Levi instantly. He grinned like an overjoyed puppy, curling into my arms before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss against my lips. That night, I had a dream. I saw myself being dragged back to the Grant family estate. Silas had prepared a wedding gown for me, forcing me into a marriage I didn't want. Vivian sat in a chair with an eerie smile. My hands were tied, so my struggles were useless. Despair settled deep in my chest—I could already see the miserable fate awaiting me.

“But… I have responsibilities. Staff, suppliers, customers.” “Right now, your only responsibility is seeing the sunrise tomorrow,” Honey said, her voice sharp. “Tex is right. If you have a death wish, then by all means, carry on with coming to work and serving up coffee, and I hope you grow eyes in the back of your head, because whatever’s coming, you won’t see it, and I know that for a fact. But if you want to be here to see the spring, then you’d better smarten up good and quick.”

I pressed a kiss to her hair, breathing in honey cakes, grass, the warm mineral whisper of firestone, the particular sweetness at the crown of her head that had not changed since the night she was born. “Happy dreams, my love,” I murmured, half my mind already on the dance below, on my husband holding our song for me, on whether Finn had gotten into the honey wine reserve. “More party tomorrow.” She smiled in her sleep, the smug little smile of a girl who knew there would always be more tomorrow.

My mom thought I was on drugs and I think she was seriously considering buying an at home drug test. I’ve obviously slept since then, and no dreams like that have happened again. I had a dream that I was a mermaid trapped in disney world, and I swear, I could see the guy from the field standing outside my tank, watching me with those blue eyes that captured the moon so perfectly. I mean I know he had said he was from my dreams but... I heard that you can’t dream about someone you haven’t seen before, so where did he come from originally? A magazine maybe? Social media? Just a random attractive stranger that my mind weirdly clung onto? Is it possible that my mind captured a snapshot of some r

When they had blessed the union, he made sure that he came to her with a hand-carved box with his mother’s wedding ring. Daniel wanted Emma for himself, so he walked into Edwin’s dreams one night, but he was surprised to find Emma there watching Edwin with a soft dreamy smile. Edwin had been dreaming about Emma and their life together. Teaching Emma to walk into dreams wasn’t one of Daniel’s better ideas because now she did it with ease.

“I take honey in my tea all the time...Could that be the reason why my wolf has been trying to come out?” “Could very likely be the case,” Chris answered. “Honey acts as the antidote for the poison directly on site. But for someone in your case, who was born under the influence of the poison, you need to be taking honey at least once daily to help along the waking cycle for your wolf. With the help of the honest along with other stimulations, your wolf could become fully awakened.” ‘As if this day couldn’t get any better,’ I thought joyously. From James’ proposal to Chris’ waking up—but to find out that there was a real chance that I could fully regain my wolf was taking things to a whole ne

and fuck, maybe she was cumming, too. "Oh Honey...just like my dream...you made it just like my dream!" Greg groans, bringing his cock up to her lips, "Let's keep the dream goin...wrap your lips around this and pretend it's Rob's big dick." She smiled at the camera and took it all the way...it wasn't my cock in her mouth, but it was hot as fuck to watch.

Then there were the fangs and the biting— Yeah—how high school is it to have dirty dreams about a vampire? To hell with it, because in these dirty dreams, Gaia had the best sex she'd ever had. It had gotten so bad, that on nights she didn't dream of him, she'd lie in bed using all her might to conjure his spirit. When these dreams did happen, Gaia could not control them. She always woke the next morning, sometimes sore, in her bed, alone, and fully clothed in pajamas that she never remembered putting on.

While Greta licked at the woman's clit, the man continued to fuck Greta, bumping her own clit. Then Greta felt something being dribbled onto her nipples. She was able to look over just enough to see that the honey bottle was the one item no longer on the platter. Greta felt hands on her breasts, and mouths on her tits, sucking, biting, and licking her now honey-covered nipples. She couldn't be sure if these hands and mouths belonged to other customers or if they were more of the invisible molester's. A moment later, she felt another hard cock, this one pushed into her tight ass. Somehow, it worked in tandem with the one in her cunt, when one slid in, the other pulled out, and vice versa.

He had to get the rest of her, they were seventeen now and he couldn’t wait for them to turn eighteen if he could actually do the things he wanted to her. The things they dreamed about. He had studied things purposely to please his mate, along with his brother of course. Ife sat in history class distracted by her thoughts until the subject spoke of Alpha Princess Fallon from the past. This was the same person the school was named after. The more she learnt of her the weirder her dreams became, almost like she was living out her life. The most cruel one was of the little girl snatching her heart out of her chest. On the last day, everything made sense!