Fundy X Dream Novels & Stories

His eyes locked on my bare skin—smooth, unmarked, flawless. My lips curled in a cold smile. "Do you see now, Mr. Kinsey? There is no birthmark. I am not Arden." Wayne froze, disbelief etched on his face. "How… how could that be…" Vincent's patience snapped. "You have your answer, Wayne, and now, it's my turn to settle the score. You've harassed my cousin more than once, and now you even laid hands on her. You'll pay for this."

Kindly cooperate with us for further investigations. Laura broke a carefully manicured fingernail on her finger.

“Oh god, you have no idea I've touched myself again and again to the thought of having an orgy with so many girls. But I've never had the chance to explore with anyone.” “Well now is your chance, baby. We will take good care of you tonight.” Dream spoke. “Touching myself and imagining an orgy of beautiful women was truly what kept me sane during those years of running in my village. Till I came here a found this crew. They've kept me grounded ever since, letting me explore their bodies as I please. And now we would do the same to you.” “You deserve it baby, you've earned it,” Celestine whispered. The air in the attic felt thicker. Their scents surrounded me. The knowledge that they were alre

She hated herself for crying over Derek Lincoln and was grateful when she found herself in Dreamland later in the night. In her dreams that last night of finality, she saw herself making a bed of roses in a forest of thorns.

From now on, I was living for myself. I opened Sean's chat and typed: [After watching the northern lights, I still want to see penguins in Antarctica.]

Masks on the whole time. My thumb hovered over the reply button a few times. I should have not even considered it. I’m not that girl. Except maybe I am, just a little bit. Should I? Should I not. I could barely decide what I wanted at this moment. But then when I thought about how much sex dreams that I have had lately, it sent a slow and warm shiver down my spine and it settled right between my legs. I typed back one word. “Address?” He sent it instantly. Along with a reminder: “Venetian masks only. Full coverage except the mouth. See you there, stranger.”

Deep. Dreamless.and safe.

“My husband in the dream looks like you too… His name is Connor Murphy… But I don’t know what that nine-tailed fox is called… “Honey, I think this story feels much too real. It doesn’t seem like a dream at all… Who would have dreams like this? “Do you think this could be part of our past? Didn’t Yaksha mention this before? We are indebted to a particular person. “Could this person be that demonic fox? But I don’t feel that we owe him anything from my dream… “He was the one who did us wrong and hurt us… He abused his powers to get what he wanted, and he’d stop at nothing to achieve his objectives,” Xyla said. She continued to analyze the situation thoughtfully as she theoreticized. Xyla wasn’

“You terrified her in her dreams. She still has wounds from the Northern Forests. So, apologize.” Dupree’s eyes narrowed, but one glare from Xander, and he turned to me with a razor-thin smile. “I’m sorry, Miss. It won’t happen again. I’ll stay out of your dreams.” “You can… control dreams?” I asked, wary. “One of my specialties,” he said, grinning. “I feed on fear, doubt, insecurity. They’re… delicious.” “Delicious to you, creepy to me,” I awkwardly smirked and then muttered, “But… you did save me from that panther once. So… thanks. I forgive you.”

As we settle in for a relaxing dinner, the events of the day slowly fade into the background, replaced by a sense of contentment and camaraderie. As the night unfolds, I drift into a restless sleep, my mind plagued by swirling visions and fragmented dreams. But amidst the chaos of my subconscious, a new sensation takes hold—a sense of clarity and purpose unlike anything I've experienced before. In my dream, I find myself standing in a vast, sunlit meadow, the grass soft beneath my feet and the air alive with the sound of laughter. And there, in the heart of the meadow, I see Xander, my beloved mate, playing and running with a young girl by his side.