Ink X Dream Novels & Stories

violet light, blood, kneeling figures, those three shadowy men beneath a dark moon. “Except it didn’t feel like one. I was there. I could smell everything. I felt blood on my hands. I knew how to fight, Inara. Me. I can barely throw a proper punch without someone teaching me, but in that dream I was breaking weapons with my hands and killing things like I’d done it a thousand times.” The fear finally broke through my voice. “Then I woke up and heard her.” Inara went very still. I barely noticed because tears had started burning behind my closed eyes.

He was always the responsible one. I sighed as I got up from the bed. I was covered in sweat. I had been having the same dreams for some time, especially since I told Osagiede I loved her. Could it be guilt? I threw off the covers and got up. I padded to the kitchen to make some tea. I wondered, not for the first time, why people liked coffee. Tea was bliss. I made a cup of my specially blended tea, added two cubes of sugar and some honey and sat down on the chair in the kitchen to drink it while I stared out the window.

Dexter As I leave Red’s apartment and get in my car, I ask myself what the fuck I’m doing. When I woke up earlier today, I told myself that I would try to put her behind me, but that’s only because of the dream I had of her. In my dream, I was in the strip chub and she was dancing for me. Goddess, she looked so fucking sexy in a black babydoll. Her eyes were lined with black and popped out of her face. I wanted her so badly but I couldn’t touch her. I felt myself getting harder and harder, and when I looked down, my cock was pointing at the fucking ceiling and I was completely naked.

But I didn’t want to learn it since I had no powers. I tried to interact with what I was seeing, throwing a punch and even trying to kick the woman, but it was like I was a ghost in this dream. I hate feeling useless. I feel that way when I’m awake since I’m the human in the pack. And now I’m useless even in my dreams. So annoying.

Whatever happens, we face it together. Relief washed over Levi instantly. He grinned like an overjoyed puppy, curling into my arms before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss against my lips. That night, I had a dream. I saw myself being dragged back to the Grant family estate. Silas had prepared a wedding gown for me, forcing me into a marriage I didn't want. Vivian sat in a chair with an eerie smile. My hands were tied, so my struggles were useless. Despair settled deep in my chest—I could already see the miserable fate awaiting me.

"Stop! Stop. You need to slow down." He cut her off. "You need to stop dreaming." He put his hands on Ruby's shoulder and her head dropped in sadness. "I've been trying to stop dreaming, I've been trying to fight and get out of this, but..." She shook her head. "I'm not just waking up." She separated herself from Dexter and walked backwards till she touched the edge of her bed. She sat and stared at Dexter with her pathetic eyes. "I have to get answers." She bore a hole through the Prince. His palm became sweaty and he rubbed his hands on his cloth.

“If I knew, I would fix it. I can’t stop getting enough blood. I feel like a bus ran over me. Literally, I feel like I was hit by a bus. Those dreams were so real, so powerful, and I can’t shake them, Alex. I never, ever, have had anything feel like this before. I woke up a pool of sweat and took a shower once already. I feel like a wreck, and all I can do is think about Amber.” “Wow, Dom, that is crazy. I didn’t realize that. I don’t think I have ever heard you say anything about dreaming before.” “No, I hadn’t. I had this vision, which sucked a lot of energy from me. I then fell asleep, which just became a trap. I was stuck in a wonderfully, erotic, real, intense, and I don’t have the word

“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

Hands grip my knees and gently part them. Wide. Wider. Until I’m completely exposed, my most private parts on display for four sets of hungry eyes in the darkness of my childhood bedroom. “She’s so wet,” Tyler whispers. “Look – it’s on her thighs. It’s fucking everywhere. She was definitely dreaming about something.” You, I think, fighting to keep my breathing steady. I was dreaming about you. About all of you. About exactly this. “Spread her more,” Jack breathes. “I want to see everything.”

Her skin soft and warm against his, her breath on his chest, her hair smelled of lavender brushed under his chin. "You don't remember anything?" she couldn't imagine what he must've gone through. He shook his head, "I had a dream about it ... I think it was a glimpse of what I saw in that brief time I woke up in that room ..." he rubbed his face to wipe away the nightmare. "I don't want something like that to happen to you ... we can't risk it, your teacher is right, we have to get out of this contract." Charlie paused for a moment, she too had a confession to make. "About my teacher ..."