Innocent When You Dream Novels & Stories

"No! Neil Oberoi cannot be wrong! He brushed his hair madly, getting irritated with this whole mess. His life became a mess from the time he started having those nightmares. Why couldn’t he punish her when she tortured him so much in his nightmares? He thought ruefully, slamming the door shut with a bang as he stormed out of his car and reached the hill. He looked at the horizon and slowly remembered that his nightmares had vanished since the time she stepped into his life. It only consists of her dreams now. Sweet dreams. Why am I even connecting all those dreams to real life? There is a difference between dreaming and reality, Neil! He wanted to prove her innocence from all angles. Because

I was engrossed I n m y thoughts when suddenly I felt him holding m y shoulder very lightly. And just like this, m y all the promises t o myself fly out from the window, and again I started feeling nervous. "You know what.... Your this innocence i s making t o loose m y mind. Your this same innocence i s ruining m e Aashirya and I a m fucking loving t o b e ruined by i t." H e whispered i n m y ear with his each and every word were dripping with some different kind o f different emotions. Something very passionate and something very pure...

Telling myself I fell asleep in a park was way better than saying than trying to explain how I got here. “ Yes, that's what it is! It's a dream!” I said aloud, convincing myself.

Huh, he is such a… a… blackmailer. “Good girl” he laughed and I sighed. He carried me to the bed and put me down. Then he went and closed the door. “I don’t think I wanna sleep right now” I acted innocent. “Oh really, don’t sleep then. I can keep you up!” I looked at him with shock and soon sighed heavily. “Oh Vincent” “Hm?” “I am so excited!!” “Oh are you, Ashy? I have to say, you are bold!” “Huh? What--- hey! I meant for the trip!!”

Abel I was dreaming. It was one of those dreams where nothing basically happens. One of those dreams you feel your legs can't touch the ground. You feel as though you're drifting in space, not recalling anything. Not seeing, nor feeling anything but fire in your side. And then you hear voices. They sound so far away, bold, spoken words that sound like the faintest whispers. And then you're falling from space. And then you catch glimpses of the incidents that led to you having that terrible burn in your side.

" Really! I exclaimed with happiness and surprise. It's been one week since I am working as an architect in his company. He has committed a great mistake by taking me to his company. Very soon he will face the consequences. " I am proud of you, love," He said genuinely and I just hummed. After some time he slept on my chest like a baby. I just stared at his face for some time. He is looking very innocent in his sleep. Looking at his face now, no one will believe what kind of person he is. I caressed his cheeks and said smiling," How can you sleep so peacefully after doing so many injustices with me? See, you aren't even guilty." He is in deep sleep and didn't hear what I am saying.

“I wouldn’t ask you if it wasn’t important, sívamet. I am here with you. He can’t get to you or our daughter. You’re safe now. Detach yourself and just tell me the dream. Tell it as if it remained a dream.” For him. Elina knew she would do anything for him, even things that were difficult for her. If he wanted or needed this from her, she would tell him. He hadn’t offered to help distance her from the dream, so she knew he wanted her complete version. “The dreams started years before it actually occurred. My dreams don’t always happen in real life, even the recurring ones, so I never know what is real or not. I wasn’t certain, at first, if that particular dream would happen, although it was

“Should I tell him about my dream…what Ivan will think of me…How I will say that I lost my virginity in my dream…? This null-head surely will mock me. I am known to be immaculate in my kingdom, what if anyone knows that my mind is corrupted. No…I won’t tell him. I won’t let anyone know about my dream today. But how did I have those dreams? I never had any kind of these dreams for many decades… But I don't know what happened to me. I always had dreamed of battle with a sword in my hand but today… instead of a sword, I had a girl in my hands. My battles in the dreams helped me with some tactics to use in a real-time battle. But this? This... Is it something different...? Oh... No... I need to

Would he be disappointed upon hearing it didn't? "No...And I don't think they're returning anytime soon..." "What makes you think that?" I haven't experienced any flashbacks, nor have I had any dreams since I woke up. Dreams can symbolize fleeting memories or ideals, narrate stories of aspirations, and occasionally invoke fear. Over the recent nights, I didn't encounter any vibrant visual experiences during sleep. I believed my slumber was simply genuinely tranquil, but what if that assumption is incorrect? What if I lack the ability to dream? It's possible that I'm overanalyzing, or maybe my focus on this notion was too intense.