Ink X Dream Novels & Stories

Chapter 7 : Invisible Touches. It was morning and Accalia woke up from her wet dreams again. She saw him again, his amber eyes were brighter and he had touched her once again, but it was different, everything felt so real. This time she felt her back lying on something soft, and he rained kisses on all of her body, she found herself moaning for him for the umpteenth time with no shame. No matter how many times she tried, his face remained invisible to her.

I say carefully sitting on the couch closest to me; afraid I will make it dirty since I have dirty clothes on. Leaning back against the high back of the couch as I start to slowly warm and I find myself fighting my fluttering eyelids; besides becoming warmer, Black Jack makes me feel safe now that I am sure he won't treat me badly. I can vaguely hear him talking on his phone as my head lulls to the side and my eyes remain shut as I drift off to sleep a dreamless slumber.

I groaned sleepily. "Awesome, I'll see you later," Jace said and hung up. I seriously think the universe was trying to screw with me in any way possible. I think back to the woman in my dream. Remembering the way I felt with her. The things I saw, her moans and screams, and started fisting my cock. I find the last memory, where I came deep inside her pussy and found my release. I laid my head back on my pillow and wondered why a house I built found its way into this dream. All work and no play makes Blaze a dull boy. Sleep found me once again, and I dreamed of only darkness.

* Jane Dankworth * I did not notice the exact time I fell asleep, until the memories of what happened came to haunt me in dreams. A scream, coming from me escaped my throat, though in the dream, I couldn't tell it was me until the echo broke through the dark. I was again back in that office, the shadows bending like hands reaching for me. There was a smear of blood on the glass, my heels slipping against the floor, and someone was shouting my name but I couldn't find the door.

He had to get the rest of her, they were seventeen now and he couldn’t wait for them to turn eighteen if he could actually do the things he wanted to her. The things they dreamed about. He had studied things purposely to please his mate, along with his brother of course. Ife sat in history class distracted by her thoughts until the subject spoke of Alpha Princess Fallon from the past. This was the same person the school was named after. The more she learnt of her the weirder her dreams became, almost like she was living out her life. The most cruel one was of the little girl snatching her heart out of her chest. On the last day, everything made sense!

"Get up or we'll be late for school- What's wrong?" Indianna blinked. She rubbed her arms, imagining the dream where Greyson had touched her. "Nothing," she coughed and climbed out of bed. "I just dreamt of him." "Oh," Kimberly said. "Er... sorry." Indianna shook her head. "Don't be," she sighed. "I'll meet you downstairs in 10." Kimberly nodded and walked out of Indianna's room. Indianna took a deep breath and rubbed her eyes. "You were so real," she murmured and got ready for the day.

Candace Two days later, Ingrid chatters about a music discussion she had with some Lilywind noble as she, Finn, and I head to the rejuvenation ritual. I want to listen. I really do. But my eyelids droop, my muscles burn, and it’s taking all my concentration to keep my skirt from dragging in the mud after last night’s rain. Every night, I have the dream. Sometimes more than once. Every night, it’s the same, and it always wakes me up. Between that and my burning mark, I’m surprised I’m getting any sleep at all. At least the cool, slightly misty air makes it unpleasant enough out here that I’m at no real risk of falling asleep.

"It's nothing. See this blue sapphire brooch on my chest? There are only two such jewelry pieces in the world, and the other one belongs to the Princess of Dirbay." Gianna gasped loudly, her eyes gleaming with envy. However, she suddenly thought of something. "But as I recall, you hate the color blue the most. Why would Mr. Johnson give you a blue brooch, then?" Tracy's smile froze on her face. "Who said I didn't like blue? My current favorite color is blue!" Gianna didn't press any further. She turned and pointed at the hallway, suddenly screaming, "Trace, look! Mr. Johnson is here! He's coming!"

This dream is gonna be so good. On your knees now, hands behind your back. This was like watching a super sexy movie, but it was starring my yummy man. I had never had such a vivid dream before, but I definitely wasn’t complaining. I was wearing black thigh-high boots with a lacy thong and a matching bra. My hair was straightened and flowed down my back, and I wore Smokey eyeshadow and deep red lipstick. Damn, I look hot as a Dom. Xander did as I had said and knelt in the middle of the floor and placed his hands behind his back. I walked in circles around him and just took in his sinfully scrumptious body. Oh, I was about to dominate the hell out of him.

………………… Brinley. I'm dreaming I know I am, because I'm laying in Xanders arms right now and I know I'm with Knox. And Knox is so good to me, why in the hell am I dreaming of the man that caused me so much pain?. And I can hear him whispering sweet things In my ear, and Xander is not the type to do such things.