Dreams Sister Romane & Geschichten

Daniel cannot sleep well on that night and his eyes still wide open. He looked at the ceiling and thought about the woman whom he met at the coffee shop. He did not know what he felt at that time, but she just made him amazed by the beauty of her at the first sign. "Who are you, beautiful lady? Why did I feel that I knew you and have met you before? Did we meet somewhere or—" Daniel suddenly remembered his dream six months ago. A wedding dream in which the events and also the looks of the bride were so real.

Moments later the scenario changed and then she stabbed Emerald straight into his heart piercing a strong and shining Sword making him spit blood in ounces. She liked him although she wasn’t sure about love, but she cared for him and hurting him was the last thing she would ever do. Then what was the meaning of that dream?? After relaxing and gulping some water, she tucked herself again in the bed trying to sleep again and this time without any bad dream. ~ DESTINY LAND~ “ Sister, is she recalling her past lives through the dreams?? I am afraid it will hurt her and how would

' I thought to myself. As Jace and Vega came closer, I realized just how bad the universe was screwing with me. The woman in my dream was walking toward me, and she was Jace's girlfriend. Bloody perfect. I knew that I should get up, but I was rooted in place on this bench, with a shocked expression on my face. Tanner stood up and looked down at me. "Hey, get up. What's wrong with you?" Tanner asked. "That's the woman I dreamt about last night," I whispered.

She'd tell me that this Jaymes Helsiner was married to a woman named Jill or Janet. Evelynne pulled away from me and returned my stare. She could surely see that Jaymes' name had some meaning to me. "Jaymes wasn't married…" I felt a slight relief, but waited for the rest of her answer. Though, her eyes told me that there was more to the story, and that I shouldn't have felt at ease so quickly. "…but his sister's name was Monique." Even as the words came out of her mouth, my blood ran cold as the list of questions that I had grew to impossible proportions.

I heard a voice say and I looked up to see Dream walking down the stairs. "I'm in the house how could I not know this?" She asked before we could answer moving over to us. "We were going to tell you," Nia said and Dream rolled her eyes, which was a slight confirmation that they were sisters. "After she is born I guess," Dream mumbled and Nia rolled her eyes. "Well you know now," "I wouldn't have if Mom could hold a secret," "Dream please don't scream around my child," I said and she rolled her eyes.

Selena’s POV： When I went to sleep with a sore body, I came back to the dream. This dream is a secret that I never tell. It follows me like a ghost. Sometimes it irritates me, sometimes it comforts me. This is a dream about my sister's quinceanera. In my dream, I stood at the entrance to the garden of the Red Moon Pack. This place is familiar to me, but I have a special indescribable feeling today.

I replied calmly, my mind lost in deep thoughts about my sister's revelation. I knew my sister always had scary dreams, and most of the time her dreams come to life. Was it possible that I got that human girl pregnant? No way, I definitely hope not.

She was, for all intents and purposes, his sister. It wasn't his fault though. If he were allowed to date and get laid like other people in other countries, he wouldn't jerk off to his sister's wet dreams night after night. Step sister, Sam. STEP. It didn't help that she had a big, round ass, perky tits and a tiny waist. She was any man's wet dream, always aching for dick. He could ignore her no longer.

"I can't decide if I am better or worse off knowing I'm not creating an elaborate maze in my head every night. The dream was almost always the same until Friday. Now everything feels so chaotic." "I met someone last night in my dream." "You too? Did she tell you who she was?" "She? The one I met was a guy. Said his name was Caelan and the Sacred One is his sister. Told me not to let her find out I had spoken to him or was ever in the maze"

He laughs, pats my thigh. “Kidding, kidding. I just need my baby sister to tell me where in the world she is.” She snorts, “Nice try.Kid sister my ass. I called because I had a dream.” His turn to snort. “You don’t believe in dreams, you say everybody gets them so how special could they really be?” Her face is grim and serious. Maybe that’s her resting face, she’s only smiled twice since the call started. “It’s reoccurring, and it’s about you. You stand at the edge of a mountain cliff, and just fall through, no matter how much I run I never catch up to you.”