Have You Dreamed This Man Novels & Stories

Of course this is all just a figment of my imagination. “It’s all a dream silly. One that you won’t ever know about. One that I can say whatever I want to you like… I think you are sexy and I want your hands on me right now.” My eyes showing the truth behind my words. He takes a step forward but shows no intention of doing what I asked. “What makes you think this is a dream little mate?” His eyes flashing from glowing, to not glowing and then back again. Can this man just claim me in my sleep?

"I don't know. You were sleeping and suddenly you screamed and mumbled incoherently, so I don't know either." "Well...what now?" Emma sighed. Lately, she had been having nightmares. In her dreams, there was a man, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see his face clearly. The man in her dreams was peculiar. He gave her a familiar feeling but also frightened her. Emma couldn't remember what he said in the dreams, even just a little, after waking up. Who was that man? What did he want from her? What kind of relationship did she have with him? And most importantly, did the man in her dreams really exist or was he simply a manifestation of some special event?

I was happy at the prospect of meeting my mate and being possibly taken away from her, but at the same time I was scared of the unknown, I was afraid that I would be leaving a demon for the devil himself. The only comfort I had was the dreams that I kept having about this unknown man. He didn’t seem to be as cruel as Lukas was and I only hoped that my mate was as sweet as he appeared to be in my dreams. I had been existing only in my dreams lately. I would dream about this mystery man at night and then obsess about the dream during the day. I often relieved my dreams as I walked around the mansion and even when I was with grace and she was being a loud mouth like she normally was, it was as

Andrea stated “Let’s just see if it’s the same as what they saw. I know it sounds like subconscious creation but I read about people who can see the future through dreams, so I don’t know. Let’s wait and see then.” Their other sibling didn’t join their chit-chat, he was listening to their conversation only. Without any reaction or comment, he’s looking at Andrea like he’s examining her. “Why are you looking at me like that?”, Andrea asked. “You’re gifted”, he said plainly. He got up from sitting and went inside the room of their parents. Andrea and her sister followed him inside.

I stated, leaning back in my chair and crossing my arms. She laughed sweetly, and smiled at me almost shaking her head as if amused. “Oh Callie, he only appears in the dreams of those who call him. Ok, sure he has more interest in you than the rest of the mortals who enter the Dreamscape but you still called him subconsciously.” I must have looked confused because she sighed and threw her hands up in the air in a frustrated gesture. “The man didn’t explain anything to you, did he?”

During this period, Damon came to understand that most of the men they pleasured knew whom he seeks but refused to tell him. Yet he did not stop. He will not stop until he has gotten his answers. "Yes Master, I have," Damon answered with his head bowed. "Do you know this man whom you seek? Have you met him before?" The older man fixed his gaze on Damon questioningly. "In truth, I have never met him in real life but I have every other night...in my dreams." Damon felt stupid after saying that and the laughter that fell off his master's mouth confirmed how ridiculous that sounds.

The man was furious with me, how could a sexy dream be furious with me? I rolls my eyes and scoff “you are just a figment of my imagination, that I am dreaming about right now! I belong to no one!” The stranger looked at me with a devious smile. “Is that so?” he asks. Suddenly I was not completely sure how real this dream was!

“I don’t remember exactly. I just… I keep dreaming about a man. He’s always with me, making me laugh. In the dream, I was really happy. “I didn’t know who he was at first, but now… I think maybe he was your father. But I don’t even remember what he looked like.”

Aesthetic’s POV: “ Hurry up Thea! Mrs. Smith told us that the boss will arrive today. “ My friend Kiendra shouted at me when she noticed that I'm just sitting on my chair, doing nothing. I boredly set my eyes of her and nodded tardily as if I was just hanging around. I can’t blame anyone for being so sleepy at work, it was already five in the morning when I fell asleep because of my stupid dream. I dreamt about a man who looks exactly like a protagonist in a fantasy story. Though I can’t clearly define his features, but all I know is that, he can definitely drag women’s interest. He has this dimmed eyes with a deep meaning inside. It seems that there are nameless emotions in it that may brok

And I'm not going to lie, it creeps the hell out of me. It was a man. Yes it is definitely a man because of his deep voice. Then who is he? Why would he suddenly appear in my strange dream? I guess he's related to me in someway. Because It will be more strange if I had a dream with the person who I don't know. But even if he's one of my relatives, I still don't know how will I identify him. I'll just forget it. It is just a dream anyway. “Better go now than thinking about that.” I said and picked up my things before I set off.