Ever Dream This Man Novels & Stories

Adele~ There on my bed was the man I was speaking of – shirtless, head resting on my pillow. I stalked towards him, even though what I wanted to do was rudely wake him up and demand answers. Standing beside the bed, I found myself frozen. His face…It wasn’t the usual iron mask of Detroit West – ruthless billionaire, feared by men, admired by women, untouchable by the rest of the world. No. Here, in the quiet dim of my apartment, he looked disarmingly human.

"I'm not dreaming about him. I just... it was weird, that's all. He knew my name." "Maybe he's the Holy Spirit in disguise," Debby said, throwing her head back dramatically. "He did come to tell you he’s your destiny and he wants to whisk you off to heaven in his Red Bimma." “I don't know why I bother with you.” Tasha snorted in her tea before she took a generous sip. "I'm serious, Tash. That man looked like one of those vampire billionaires from those romance books you pretend not to read. You know, the kind with emotional trauma and a twelve-inch monster cocky."

I'll get used to it, marrying a man I do not know, marrying so early when I have a life ahead of me. "Would you do this to Kelly" I say quietly, staring straight at her. Kelly is my age mate so why am I the one to face this. She gulps and lower her eyes "I've failed my sister, I've failed your mom. He wants you" "That's bullshit Aunt. How does he even know me, I don't even know who he is" "Mr. Kriss" I gasp in terror and my eyes widen. My dad's employer, the billionaire founder of Kriss automobiles, the leading auto mobile company in this country.

I went home with a happy heart, a beautiful smile painted on my face. Finally, my dream came true. I got to meet the werewolf. Finally, it all came true. "Finally my dream has come true!!!" "noisy!! Hurry up and work on your deadline.” Reina, looking at me with annoyance. Could I be that noisy? I don't know I can't protest again, because I'm so happy after knowing he's a Werewolf. "Could he be my partner?"

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.

But before he could announce his identity, his team insulted and removed him and impersonated someone as him, as the opposing team had given a huge sum of money to them ( A fact which the team's manager acknowledged it to his face) and with no evidence, he was back to zero, and life couldn't seem to have gone worse as he was proved to be completely wrong as he got the news that his life's greatest support and inspiration, was no more and to add fire to the hell, there was sudden news that his father had borrowed a huge sum, which his father had returned half of it and the other half now fell on Max's shoulder, which destroyed his hope of gaming. It had been a few tense months, when the appli

dad tell with a smile ruffling my hair " How did you sleep, kiddo? Did you still have those dreams?" " Yes, dad. They won't go away but I will be fine. I am getting used to them." I replied " Its just that it hurts to see everytime when I see that pregnant woman die in my dreams and I always have the memories of a man named Easton. The man call that woman Mi Reina and sometimes Minerva. I don't know what is her name but it doesn't matter. It's jsut a dream but it always feel real. I feel that pain like it is me that is dying in the dream."

His fantasies, means, this is what he desires to do? Tell me, I am dreaming once again, because this man is a bit more evil than the rest.

It was enough time for a nap. If I’d known the dream would come, I would have vetoed sleep. My second dream man was the star of this one. He was wilder than the other, slightly disheveled but equally as dangerous. His chestnut hair was unkempt and fell slightly past his shoulders. Where dream man one was hard lines of wiry muscle, these muscles bulged and I had trouble believing he could contain them under a shirt. He’d never worn one in the dreams so maybe I would never know.

Seven days before my wedding, I discover that my stepsister Harper Brooks' wedding invitation lists the same groom as mine—Jeffrey Sullivan. At first, I assume the printing company has made a mistake. So, I take the invitations to my mom to ask what's going on. Before I can knock, I overhear her talking to Harper through the door. "Marry Jeffrey first. Once the baby's born and everything's settled, he'll go back to Barbara. She owes you her life. Letting you marry him first is the least she can do." Tears stream down Harper's cheeks. "But what about Barbara?" Mom sighs, then says matter-of-factly, "They've been together for 12 years. One piece of paper isn't going to change much. But