Huntress Dream Novels & Stories

It looks like it has micro diamonds weaved through every strand of the teal blue fabric. “I think you already know the answer to that question, my child.” I see a very dark brown wolf come up to us. His head is bowed down, but when he looks up at her, I see his deep green eyes. “Ansel?” ‘Yes my human. In this place, our mother’s oasis, we are separate but still one. So I can still speak to you.’ “This is the weirdest dream I’ve ever had.” The woman, who was looking down at Ansel while stroking the top of his head, looks at me. She tilts her head and the look on her face is puzzled.

At one table, Nick saw a huge woman sitting alone and texting on her phone. He sat down next to her, “Hey. Are you the huntress?” Nick asked with the tone he used when interrogating criminals. “Excuse me? What are you talking about?” The woman asked. “You're the one who has been doing the lycanthropes in, aren't you?” Nick asked, undettered. “Is this a pick-up line? Because if it is, you need practice.” The woman said and walked away, but not before calling Nick a weirdo.

casting a knowing glance in her direction. “Xander, I need to tell you about the dream I had last night,” she begins, her voice a blend of excitement and uncertainty. I turn to her, curious yet attentive. “What was it about?” I inquire, searching her eyes for clues about the dream's significance. She takes a deep breath, relaying the details with earnestness. “I saw you playing with a young girl in a meadow,” she explains carefully. “At first, I thought she was our daughter, but then I realized she looked so much like you. And when you introduced her as your junior sister, everything clicked into place.”

The water cascaded down my skin, soothing my frazzled nerves, but my mind remained a jumble of worries. As I returned to my room, my eyelids grew heavy, and my body felt drained. I collapsed onto my bed, surrendering to exhaustion. Sleep claimed me instantly. But my rest was short-lived, as a vivid dream seized my subconscious. I found myself standing amidst a desolate landscape, watching in horror as Selene's pack, Venus, was attacked by Ryker, Selene's uncle. The dream was all too real – the sounds of snarling, the scent of blood, and the sight of destruction. I tried to run, but my legs were frozen in place. Ryker's eyes gleamed with malice as he ravaged Venus, leaving devastation in his

Selena’s POV： When I went to sleep with a sore body, I came back to the dream. This dream is a secret that I never tell. It follows me like a ghost. Sometimes it irritates me, sometimes it comforts me. This is a dream about my sister's quinceanera. In my dream, I stood at the entrance to the garden of the Red Moon Pack. This place is familiar to me, but I have a special indescribable feeling today.

“HE’S A FUCKING PREDATOR! DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT MEANS? HE EATS MEAT! HE HUNTS HIS PREY AND KILLS IT! DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE? YOU’RE MEAT AND PREY ALL WRAPPED UP WITH A PRETTY BOW! FOR CHRIST’S SAKE, NATASHA! DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH?” I jerked away from him. “THE ONLY CREATURES IN THESE WOODS WHO HUNT ME ARE YOU GUYS!,” I screamed hysterically. I turned around and took off towards home. I didn’t stop running until I reached my porch. I put my key in the lock and tried to turn it. It didn’t move. I frowned and pulled the key out. I double checked that I had the right key, before trying again. Still nothing. I knocked on the door and waited for my mother to answer the door. She hadn’t

“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

I couldn't feel her anymore and that scared me more than anything. "What just happened!!!" Neil demanded and I stared up at Sally in horror. "They beat her. They almost raped her! I can't feel her!! IS SHE DEAD?!!" I frantically ran toward Sally. She shook her head as tears poured down her face. "I... I don't know. Maybe she passed out?" she offered with anguish on her face. We all froze for a moment. "If she's passed out, can you do the dream spell?" Vic asked and Sally nodded slowly at first but then stronger.

Chris ignored the indignant Xandra and directed the question to Roman. "Today she had a call from a secret admirer!" He replied and let his eyebrows bounce up and down meaningfully. As the only woman among the hunters at her base, it was not easy for her to be shot at. But Xandra mostly knew what to do. She was good at handing out, so she had to be tough too.