George And Dream Fanfic Novels & Stories

Chapter 20 George walked out with anger, as he was walking along the pathway that led to the cottage, he called his driver to get the keys. At Lincoln suits, George was sitting in a sofa near a window, he was just looking at the view and the thoughts of how he meet his wife came to him, the first date, the long talk at night, his dream he shared with her, how she was so innocent and noble, the attraction, "was it all fake" he asked himself. But when they were dating she hasn't mentioned her dream to him, he tried so hard to see if he could he remember if she had but didn't take notice, he tried to check himself to see if he has wronged her for once but couldn't hold hand on to anything. He r

His wrists were raw from shackles, his back sore from nights spent curled against the wall. But in his dream, none of that mattered. Because Crystal was there. She stood in front of him, her hair glowing silver in the moonlight, her eyes fierce and untouchable. She didn’t look at him with pity the way she used to, didn’t shrink away. In his dream, she looked at him the way she looked at Ryder. With love. George reached for her, his wolf howling, desperate to claim what had been denied. His fingers brushed her skin, burning with the memory of a bond that never truly was.

My eyes flew open when I heard George laughing hard on the phone. “Damn it, boss! I’m still on the phone.” My cheeks blushed, and I woke up from my lustful dream of having Alex as my delectable breakfast this morning. “Sorry. Call me later.” Alex said, reaching for his phone and ending the call. His dreamy eyes stared at me. “Good morning, Cupcake. This is how we should be greeting each other, not in your violent way,” he smirked. “George is Georgia,” I said, summing up how I got to know his secretary. “And you’re heavy, Alex.” I swallowed hard, not really wanting him to get up. I’m totally turned on, feeling his hard bulge on me.

Rhea's voice broke his reverie. George lowered his eyes. "I'm thinking about… how I can make you like me more." Rhea squinted. "You're lying." "What?" "There was a fierce glint in your eyes just now. I saw it." George looked embarrassed. "Really?" Rhea took a guess. "Were you thinking about Carter?" The moment she said that, George suddenly pulled her arm. She spun into his embrace with her back pressed to his chest. He held her from behind and rested his chin in the hollow of her neck. His breath tingled along her skin.

and then fell on the floor as sleep swayed her like a one-month-old baby. Then she had a dream where she saw two monsters chasing her. She galloped until she saw George who smiled at her then she swiftly ran to his embrace but she was stopped by her bestie, as she pushed her towards the direction of the monsters whose howling could make goosebumps pop out on one’s body. Then she screamed out as she woke up. She rubbed her eyes gently but unexplainable tears began to flow out from it. She knew that it was a terrible dream but what it means was what she couldn’t explain and as of the last time she checked, George loved her very much. So, he wouldn’t watch any evil happen to her.

Melina's pov: I woke up in the middle of the night feeling sweaty and upset because of a nightmare I had. In my dream I saw George dressed as a groom waiting for me in the sanctuary of a church while I was walking slowly down the aisle dressed in a wedding dress. When I approached him I realized that instead of George it was another man who was waiting for me. The same man from my memories, the same man that probably made a scene yesterday night. He was looking at me with a wide smile when he gave me his hand. I reciprocated his smile, took his hand and together we headed to the priest who stood in front of the sanctuary waiting for us.

Why hadn't I thought it's him? He snickers. "You didn't think CJ would buy you these shoes, did you? You are not even his type." When the doors fall apart, I am about to step out when George grabs my arm. "It's not the end of this!" he hisses. "I won't stop until I crush you completely just like you did to me." "I didn't do that!" ^^^^^^^ "George likes you!" Dee shrieks in delight at the cafeteria that noon. The sun is too much today and I'm sweating badly.

He returned with a tray of food, the aroma making my stomach growl even louder. But I was determined not to give in to my hunger. I crossed my arms, glaring at George. "I'm not eating anything," I said, trying to sound defiant. George raised an eyebrow. "It's not poison, Lia," he said, his voice gentle. "I promise. I have feelings for you, and I would never harm you." I snorted. "Feelings for me? You don't even know me." George smiled. "Oh, but I do. I've been watching you for a while now."

That frightened him more than he wanted to admit. Because George knew himself. Once he cared, he cared completely. He didn't know how to do anything halfway. And he wasn't sure what would happen when Queen eventually realized just how deeply he had already fallen. His phone vibrated again. He looked down. Queen: Goodnight, George. He smiled. Then typed: George: Goodnight, Queen. He hesitated. Before sending another message. George: And Queen? Three dots appeared almost immediately. Queen: Yes? George stared at the screen.

, I said before she led me to the room ***************************************** KYLIE POV George is a womaniser who has always wanted to sleep with me, which I later had sex with him but we agreed he will do it in exchange for videoing having sex with Lizzy who I saw him carrying her luggage the last time in the hotel, I planned to add drugs that will make her sleep so that I can carry out my plans perfectly, a devilish smirk appeared on my face when one of the workers at the chalet sent me a picture of George kissing Lizzy on the head, and also a picture of Don carrying her,