Ever Dream This Man Novels & Stories

The man was dark and huge, with a mustache and dirty long hair, but his eyes were as blue as the sky above them. "Call me Ameth." He replied, and now Kain knew whose memory he was playing in. He too realized that this man wasn't just a mere human. He was also a hunter. The probabilities were beyond the explanation of his simple human mind, so Kain tried to turn his focus to the present memory and immediately took back the man's memory. He had a lot going on and couldn't afford to drop the dream. Odd or not, this dream has something to do with him being in this era.

"You're joking, right?" I ask him skeptically. He gently shook his head. "I'm not. The way you described the woman, that's exactly how we imagine her." I took a deep breath in and roamed my eyes across the diner. This conversation had taken an unexpected turn and I didn't know how to deal with it. How does anyone deal if they come to know that the person repeatedly appearing in their dreams is in fact, some sort of goddess?! "That's why you wanted to work on our relationship?" The word relationship left a weird taste in my mouth. I couldn't believe the boy sitting in front of me was my boyfriend.

Could he really be dead? In my previous life, he had feigned death so convincingly that even the doctors were fooled. "Sophia, Mr. Everton has passed away. Here’s the death certificate. Given how hot the weather is, we should cremate him soon." Quinn handed me the document with a sorrowful expression. Anyone who didn’t know better would think it was her husband who’d died. I glanced at it, pretending to take it seriously. At that moment, my phone rang. It was the driver calling nervously. "Sophia, we haven’t left yet. There’s been a slight… delay."

Chapter 5. PUNISHMENT TO THE OFFENDER. JANE'S POV. My eyes gently open and I grind my legs together to feel the wetness between my legs. I loved it, both the scent and the feeling from it. I rolled the calculated movement on my bed, and I grabbed my phone to check the time. I smiled and remembered my dream, the manager was between my legs throughout the night. Sadly, it was all a dream. "He is taken." The evil spirit in my head reminded me, and my smile dropped.

The two don't deserve each other in many ways. One was a bloody killer with a cold personality while the other was an optimistic person with a lively soul and an open-minded person. Shopping mall "hye ladies, what can I get you?" a man walked them in, gesturing a hand towards the beautiful dresses hanging neatly on the stands"What do you think of this one"Eunice raised a pink long dress, showing it to her friends." I think it would fit her better" the man pointed at Nash.

my voice, a mere whisper. "This world deserves nothing. Let's bring it to its knees." The man materialized, a phantom with luminous green eyes, white-blond hair cascading like moonlight, and a dragon tattoo of fierce elegance etched upon his arm. His visage mirrored mine, but age disparity distorted reality, rendering him older than I was now. "Why do you come to me?" I questioned, a tremor in my voice confronting the enigma before me. This wasn't the first time I dreamt of him, a full-grown man with nothing but hatred in his heart and claiming to be my son.

He witnessed how the evil spirits outside turned into a normal soul, as if they did not harbor any lingering evil and everything they saw earlier was just a big nightmare. He smiled and felt amazing. He could not believe a player like her could surpass the reapers' norms. Looking at the three during their reunion, he did not say anything and let them enjoy this moment for now. A moment later, K Whatever got bored while the man fell asleep with a smile on his face as the spirit continued to snuggle her. "All right, enough." The man slowly woke up when she moved him out of her embrace while the spirit looked up at her. "So, how about our deal, big--- no, little guy?" she continued.

24 "Hey, don't call him old man, only I can , he's so handsome anybody can drool…" "He's only mine, I know he can overcome all his misconceptions , he's gonna come around but I'll accept him only after he feels sorry for playing with my feelings."

Choi Dea focused her eyes on the man sitting in the middle of the hall, surrounded by four men and three women, wearing black sunglasses, coat-suited. He was wearing a simple tight white shirt, the sleeves were folded neatly. The top two buttons were unbuttoned, his shoulder muscles were evident. His messy hair was falling on his forehead, near his perfectly shaped forehead He was surprisingly young. Looking into his unreadable blue eyes, Choi Dea felt nervous for the first time in her life. She never felt anything like that in front of any man before. Could it be that she had never met anyone like him previously

He approached Tracy, his voice gentle as he said, "Don't be afraid. I've already avenged you. Does your stomach still hurt? I'll take you to the hospital." He then carried Tracy in his arms and left without looking back. Laura kicked Melanie contemptuously before storming off. Soon, everyone left, leaving Melanie lying on the floor, limp and motionless. When her tears finally ran dry, she looked at the wedding ring on her finger. A mirthless laugh escaped her lips. Pulling out her phone, she dialed a number she'd never called before. "You said before you'd pay 300 million dollars for evidence of the Johnson family's tax evasion. Does that offer still stand?"