False Knight Dream Novels & Stories

“Well I had a dream that night. I was in an abandoned building, locked in a cell. I kept breaking the cell bars and attempting to escape, I would get all the way to the top of the stairs and up to the front door until I would fall down some form of black hole and end up right back where I started. By the forth time, I decided to use my faerie abilities to get to the door. Only, when I finally opened the door, Skylar was stood behind me. She used magic to pin me against the wall and forced me to watch as she killed you.” Nate rolled his eyes as he scoffed. “Like she could. Don’t worry, little mate, it was just a dream. That will never happen.” He cupped my cheeks in his hands as he placed a g

NIRVANA My patient was so stubborn. The moment we went back home, he had a lot of complaints. When I told him to rest, he did the opposite, showing me how hard he was and had my mouth watering. My dream instantly flashed in my mind. And Knight just read my thoughts, causing him to smirk. If I could shut him up by giving him an orgasm, so be it. We ended up naked, and I was riding his cock. “This is a bad idea,” I said through gritted teeth.

His voice comes soft, almost wistful, right before I fall into sleep: “I don’t know what I’m going to do with you. I don’t think I can carry out my plan. Maybe there’s a way to keep you and gain the power…” But I’m already gone. — I always remember my dreams. Always. It’s one of the weirder things about me. I dream vividly. Constantly. And most of the time, I can control them. So when I find myself lying on a bed in barely-there lingerie and I see a shadow shift in the darkness, I know this isn’t Lucifer’s dream. It’s Nathan’s. He steps from the black, shirtless, wearing loose jeans slung low on his hips. That lazy smile of his pulls at something deep inside me. Goddess, I’ve missed him.

--- THE FIRST DREAM — BLOOD AND PROMISES I’m kneeling. Not weak — never weak — but controlled. Intentional. There’s blood on the floor, streaked in dark arcs like spilled ink. Someone groans behind me. Someone else is praying. I don’t turn. I already know who matters. He stands in front of me. Nicholas. Younger. Sharper. Colder in a way that feels cleaner, less fractured. His suit is immaculate, but his eyes are ruined — dark and burning, locked onto me like I’m the axis the world spins on.

He had to get the rest of her, they were seventeen now and he couldn’t wait for them to turn eighteen if he could actually do the things he wanted to her. The things they dreamed about. He had studied things purposely to please his mate, along with his brother of course. Ife sat in history class distracted by her thoughts until the subject spoke of Alpha Princess Fallon from the past. This was the same person the school was named after. The more she learnt of her the weirder her dreams became, almost like she was living out her life. The most cruel one was of the little girl snatching her heart out of her chest. On the last day, everything made sense!

"Tell him whatever you think it is best 'cause I won't be showing up. If 'she is asleep' that comes to your mind, say it. Or 'she don't wanna come' it is fine by me, 'she doesn't want to see you' whichever way. I am not just coming." "Okay then." "Thank you as you do so," I plugged my earpiece, then laid back on bed. "Goodnight." **** (No! Whimpering! Darkness! Fire! Tears!) Noo! Not again! I pressed my back against the wall, folded up a leg, then I dug my finger into my hair. This is beyond me mum, dad! I can't handle this all alone. What is the secret behind this nightmare? *** The shadow was moving closer. It was following me all over again. This couldn't be Brad. That was not Brad. So wh

Seeing the questioning look in his face, Leila understood what he was thinking and holding his hand said, ,”I know what are you thinking and I want you to carefully listen to what I say”, Leila took a deep breath as she said,” I am currently the leader of the organization and we believe that the president is compromised and there may be a possible mole in our organization, of which I can't give further details and I know that you are a good gamer? "How is that related to the security of the country?', Max asked confused, as he felt he was getting into something he shouldn't... Leila looked seriously at Max, Do you know the game "Virtual Dream"? Yes...Max started feeling uncomfortable as his

Constellation patterns shifted within midnight armour as forgotten souls acknowledged profound synchronicity regarding approaching interaction beyond ordinary communication. No guards protected the tower entrance, institutional authorities maintaining strategic distance regarding official association without preventing public visitation through indirect prohibition. The crystalline doorway stood open without requiring physical manipulation, its transparent surface creating distorted reflections transforming visual perception beyond conventional appearance. The Shadow Knight passed through this extraordinary threshold with transformed essence experiencing momentary resistance suggesting consc

I was left speechless and astonished, and I demanded to know, "What the hell is that?" Then, in the space of a single instant, the other man pulled the man who was on top of me off of me. That couldn't possibly have been a dream! There are two of them, and one of them goes by the name James. But there was nothing there that made sense to me.

Anytime I was lying, my eyes twitched. “Your eyes just twitched, Nora. That means you’re lying.” He said, and I gasped. The previous dreams showed that I had just resumed in this school, and it showed that this stranger and I had been talking for a while, but for him to know me this much, that was weird. “Nathan, no. It isn’t like that.” I gasped. What??? Nathan was the man in my dreams? Oh my God, have I gotten so obsessed that I’m now conjuring my boss in my sleep?