Ever Dream This Man Novels & Stories

a man from the crowd jokes, his lip curling in disgust. Glaring over at the man, I struggle in my captive's hold. "Don't move," the man growls with an aura of power emanating from him. Gulping, I immediately still, knowing they will not be afraid to use the gun on me. Screwing my eyes shut, I pray that this is only a dream. In a few minutes, I'll wake up and this will all just fade away. This is only a nightmare. It can't be reality, can it?

As they immediately struck a deal, I made a hand signal, indicating it was time for my next line of action. A man walked towards us, and my face tightened. Both Olivia and Rowan noticed the tension in the air as the man walked towards us. Rowan excused himself. Wise man. He had an idea about who I was, and did not want to involve himself with whatever I did. He has played his part by talking with Olivia and striking a deal. I was happy that he excused himself. “Long time no see Alexander. I see you got yourself yet another toy to play with. You never seem to change”, the man said with a chuckle.

"But Mommy, Mr. Jefferson's already really nice to us. I don't want to pretend to be sick to trick him…" "Shh! You're not pretending. You have severe depression, and you're not allowed to say otherwise again!" Then, Jacob's pained yelp rang out. "Mom, you're hurting me…" "Be good, Jacob. As long as you listen, I'll buy you the toy you want most." I shot a cold look at the staggering Harold in front of me. My voice was edged with mockery. "You heard it, didn't you? That's the childhood sweetheart you were so desperate to protect.

Kris laid in bed, eyes wide, staring at the ceiling. She never experienced that type of dream before. It felt so real. Reaching mindlessly to the nightstand, she grabbed her vape, taking a long drag and holding it in. She exhaled, letting her shoulders drop and her eyes close. She thought about the events as they played out in her dream. She was giving a tattoo. It was a beautiful design she made specifically for Elena. They kept locking eyes, making it too hard for her to concentrate.

I had just stepped out from the underground cellar when I bumped into a man who looked like he'd lost his way. Wayne had only come because a friend dragged him along. He'd stepped out for some air, but when he tried to return, he couldn't find his way back. "Excuse me, miss, do you know how to get out of here?" Grateful to see someone at last, he approached me quickly. But the instant our eyes met, he froze. Even if my face looked different at first glance, he felt it in his bones—the woman in front of him was Arden.

Surely I must either be in heaven or dreaming. The man is not wearing any shirt on his body and so I had the pleasure of staring at his fit body. He had eight packs and his muscles are stiff. It has always been one of my fantasies to be with a hulk man. And now that I am having this amazing dream, I will enjoy it. I pressed my face deeper into his chest and inhaled his scent. He smelled masculine, like a coffee. The sleeping man who had his hand wrapped around me held me tighter.

Anyone would confuse them with high-tech AI for sure and I am highly doubting their human side right now. I swear to my life, this is the craziest thing happening in my life even though I have faced insanity before. This one surpassed all of it! Just last night I had a dream about a strange man and then I get to know his name is Maximo Lombardi and now some Mr Lombardi wants to meet me. What the hell is happening in my life!? Whatever it is, definitely not something good. I need to run for life. Licking my dried lips. I could not see his or anyone's eyes because of their dark glasses, but pretty sure, their eyes were following me.

“I’m someone who knows everything about you—your fears, your dreams, your regrets. Let’s just say I’ve been… watching.” Sophia’s breath caught. “Watching? Why? What is this place?” “This,” the man gestured around them, “is a manifestation of your desires and doubts. But it’s also a test. You see, not everything here is real. Some of it is what you’ve wanted to believe, and some… is what you’ve chosen to forget.” Ethan clenched his fists. “Enough with the riddles. What do you want from us?” The man smiled again, this time with a hint of menace. “To help you, of course. But only if you’re willing to face the truth—about yourselves, your marriage, and the choices you’ve made.”

The bo… man in front of her was fit in all places which she couldn’t help but admire and his height and sea green eyes were the cherries on top of the icing. “Who are you and why are you in here?” the boy opened his mouth to demand and just like that, the fantasy which Penn was in destroyed. She used the back of her hand to wipe her mouth in case she had done something humiliating like drool for him, she will never forgive herself if she did. “I should be asking you that.” Penn said and cleared her throat in irritation. She sounded a little too breathy for her liking. “Do you know who I am?” The man… Boy's eyelid twitched in disbelief as Penn mentally reduced the way she saw him.

The men cheered him once again, he seemed to be a well known person in the tavern, probably because of the way money is highly spent whenever he's around. When his order arrived, he didn't waste anytime to gulp down a reasonable amount of the content in the Tankard. He slammed the Tankard hard of the table when he was done and belched loudly. "So Lucas was speaking of the wretched Ex wife of mine" he started raggedly. "Was I the one who asked the Lady to kill her so called precious heart with envy and jealousy? I have the right to celebrate all I care, in fact... Waiter!!!" The bartender came rushed in and Mr. mateo waved his fingers carelessly at him... "Ask the men what they want, serve th