Dreamworks Moms Novels & Stories

seethed Jackie, advancing towards her. "No, no, no, I don't want that fiery pinch!" She screamed before giggling as Jackie pinched her said. "That would teach you never to mess with me!" "Bleehhh," "You imp!" Jackie removed her shoes and raised it, pretending to throw it and Dream closed her eyes, screaming "Monster! Monster!" Jackie sighed and walked away without her noticing. "Momma?" Dream called out with her eyes closed but there was no response. "Momma Jackie?" She called again and still no response. She sucked in a deep breath and opened her eyes only to see a figure walking down the well lit street.

Grandma followed right behind me, and she was carrying my backpack and my third grade report card. Today was a big day. It was the last day of school before summer vacation starts, so I was absolutely energetic. Not to mention, my eighth birthday was tomorrow, and mom had promised a very special present, a trip to Disneyworld. My mom just recently got a job as an air stewardess for American Airlines. As a perk for working for the airlines, mom was given travel credits and she said we could use it to go to Disney. I thought that was the best thing ever created since sliced bread. For years, I was a huge Disney nerd, and going to Disney was my lifelong dream.

"You are an amazing lover, mom. It's never felt like that with anyone." "Mmmm. Thanks." She says dreamily. "You're no slouch, yourself." She says, settling her head back down on my chest. We fall asleep like that, mom's head on my chest and my cock still inside her pussy. I dream about a threesome with mom and Susan that matches the video scene mom likes.

"Drop the phone. You are not going to die. It's just a dream. Dreams do comes true but not this side of dream for you, baby. Listen, it's just a dream. Nothing can happen to you. Yes, I will surely save you from dangerous act, okay? It's because the last night movie we watched together. I told you not to ask and think deep on what you watch sometimes. That's why you had the dream, you think about the scary movie last night before you sleep. Nothing will happen to you. Alright? I can't believe she bought my lies. Oh my gosh! My mom can be very sensitive and very detective but I'm glad she bought my lies. I just wipe off my tears stylishly. Non of what she said was true. I just have to admit t

"What a lucky break. But with your personality, you still won't go far." But when Zoey got into community college, Mom acted like she'd won the lottery. She spent all day bragging about how smart Zoey was. Said she was destined for big things. Said the family would depend on her someday. Later, when Zoey demanded to study abroad, Mom told me to pay for it. I couldn't say no after that pleading look. I gave in. Then she threw Zoey this huge party. Relatives kept praising her for raising a daughter who studied overseas.

Rhea POV – 8 years old “Here,” Mom said, handing me my plastic doll, the one I had begged for for weeks and she’d saved up to get, as she shoved me into a storage room. “Stay here, don’t wander off. I’ll be back in a few hours.” Aside from her work at home, my mom sometimes worked as a maid at the pack estate. After all, she was just an omega, a single mother desperate to make ends meet.

Ever since Thomas had taught them to dream walk, Sage had been trying to protect everyone by popping into their dreams occasionally, and now she just wanted to remember the good times with her dad & mom. She had begun the walk down a quiet street looking for a way to get into Jared’s dream she saw a little girl and her mother in the front yard. The little girl was playing in the yard with a small truck and a doll. The mother was digging in the dirt planting red and pink flowers. Sage watched as the mother had planted a rose crystal in front of the steps and covered it back up with fresh dirt. Seeing the necklace glimmering in the sunlight that was wrapped around the ladies’ neck, Sage knew t

Here, in the heart of her subconscious, she discovered a world where love and imagination intertwined, where stories bloomed like flowers in a garden of dreams. As the dream realm unfolded its secrets before her, Mama Hazel felt a sense of gratitude for the power of storytelling, the beauty of dreams, and the eternal connection she shared with Theo. The night was a sanctuary where hearts spoke in whispers, where creativity flowed like a river, and where the promise of new adventures and shared tales danced in the moonlit shadows.

Not getting a scholarship wasn't really her fault, After the separation of their parents, her Mom and them had, had less to feed from and they had to starve for many hours of the day. Luckily, Her late Mom was a writer, a good one. She put her talent into action and with the little she gained from selling out her books, she was able to feed themselves and pull the children through highschool. As years went by, Mrs. Mateo, along side with an Author friend of hers, worked together to build a Minor book cooperative Company, But Mrs. Mateo wasn't getting much from there and her book selling was no longer enough to take her children to college.

Which had been another topic Mae had been hounding me about. My mom had gone away for a couple of months and then came back into mine and Jace's life a whole new woman. She had never been the nurturing type, but when she returned, she was filled with love. She took Jace and me to the park, tucked us in at night, and started doing everything a mother should do. After two months, my mom had dropped Jace and me off at Blaze's house, and no one had seen or heard from her since. Jace had been shielded from our mother's countless paranoid delusions, but I had seen or heard all of them. Hence the horrible nightmares I have had since I was eight years old.