Dreams Onyx Dominican Republic Novels & Stories

Scarlett a young maiden from Texas encounters a man, Oliver who is also from Texas, at the end of a vacation in Denver. She captures photos in a park and takes an unexpected detour on the way home to San Antonio. Oliver's flight is delayed and misses another moment with her. She flees to the northeast in search of a real Autumn and Winter which beloved Texas lacks. Will Oliver join her and be the man she is looking for?

Her skin soft and warm against his, her breath on his chest, her hair smelled of lavender brushed under his chin. "You don't remember anything?" she couldn't imagine what he must've gone through. He shook his head, "I had a dream about it ... I think it was a glimpse of what I saw in that brief time I woke up in that room ..." he rubbed his face to wipe away the nightmare. "I don't want something like that to happen to you ... we can't risk it, your teacher is right, we have to get out of this contract." Charlie paused for a moment, she too had a confession to make. "About my teacher ..."

"Now you've mentioned three names, but told me just about two of them. Why is it the City of Dreams?" "Oh, that is I think the longer explanation, and I will give it to you when we're inside the Palace. I think it would be a better way to explain it." "Ok," she answered still curious. They kept walking in silence for a little, and then Abbie talked. "Have you always lived here?" Dominik thought for a second. She was thinking that the guy was from Onerea, but he was a dreamer, just like her. He had a lot of experience and even knew most of the people that were born and lived there.

“That doesn’t make sense Raven. I don’t understand.” “I don’t understand either. But I’m trying. All I know is you can’t tell anyone. Not Paul, not Alpha Gregory, no one. Dangerous creatures seek to kill us few beings. The Oracles have protection, but we don’t. Oracles predict Dream Realm things. Uh, how do I put this? Dominic. We can manipulate the fabric of the Dream Realm. Like what she’s doing. We’ve been hiding to slow the fixing of the Dream Realm. That’s left the Goddess alone. She must be exhausted.” Dominic felt left stunned and unable to find his words. “What are you saying?”

"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

Lyanna said, her voice soft but firm, “Tell me what’s going on. What exactly have these dreams been like?” I rubbed my hands over my face, exhaustion taking over as I relived the nightmare that had plagued me once again. “It’s always the same,” I murmured, my voice hoarse. “I’m standing in a dark room, and Dorian’s there—his voice echoing in my mind. He keeps telling me I’ve lost everything, that my empire is falling apart. But it’s not just him. There’s something else, someone else. I don’t know who or what it is, but it feels like they’re controlling me. Watching me. Making me question everything.”

She discovered Dominic thrashing in bed, evidently trapped in a nightmare. "Dominic." She shook his shoulder. "Wake up." He came awake violently, grabbing her wrist before his eyes focused. "Elena?" His voice was rough with sleep and tinged with fear. Fear. "You were having a nightmare." He let go of her wrist, sat up, running his hands through his hair. "Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you." "How often does this happen?" "Often enough." "What do you dream about?" He was quiet for a long moment. "My mother. The day she died."

“F-fall in love? What are you talking about? Do you realize I haven’t seen this guy for more than a week now, I woke up one morning and he was gone, how could I possibly fall in love with a ghost, Love is the worse word to describe what I feel for that bastard!” “Then why were you having sex dreams about the guy you hate the most?” Dominica questioned. “From the way you were moaning a while ago, he must be doing you well, does he have a big dick?” She chuckled, instantly receiving a smack on the head from Scarlet. “Ouch! “ She groaned. “You guys are so hopeless!” Scarlet groaned, cursing her luck for having such friends, She had an arm full. She was an omega, of course, she had to be attract

“My name is Domenico, and I’m your new god. If I tell you to speak, you speak. If I tell you to suck my cock, you do it. Otherwise there are nasty consequences.” “S-suck what?” I asked as I swallowed. Had I heard him right? I begged myself to wake up, to free myself from this strange dream, but the cold seeping into my bones and the grit digging into my palms told me it was no dream. It was a living nightmare. He grabbed his crotch and dragged his hand along the visible ridge. His lip tugged up and due to the light, his expression was sinister. It sent a splash of cold through me and sent my mind racing.