Jealous Dreams Novels & Stories

She’d take a Jet within Nymeria’s lands. I found sleep troubling. Each time I’d closed my eyes, I’d see Elliot in all his glory. The man was freaking haunting me. The first night that I’d dreamt of him I just assumed it was infatuation. He was attractive.... You can find an asshole attractive without giving in to temptation, right? Wrong. My mind was begging for him to touch me in my dreams. Like my subconscious had been taken over by pure lust. I’d never had dreams so vivid in my life, and it was incredibly awkward with my mother and Seb in the car.

“The guy thought he was dreaming for fucks sake.” “I know,” Jeremy muttered. “And I get it. He thought he was kissing me and all that but at the end of the day, it hadn’t been a dream. And it hadn’t been my lips. And that pisses me the fuck off.” “Ooo jealousy, thy name is Jeremy.” Stan purred, leaning back on his elbows. “No, it’s not you twat.” Jeremy growled as Phillip tried to stifle his laughter. “I’m…” “Don’t tell me you’ve never had a dream in which you’ve wanted to be naughty,” Phillip said quietly. “Or a dream which seemed so real you…”

“Hurry up, I don't like waiting. What can make you laugh like a possessed person? Does this have anything to do with your man?" "Of course, yes!" "Haa... I knew it." "You know, he's jealous!" "Huh?" "He's jealous of me and Caspian." "Jealous? What do you mean? What the hell did you do with Caspian to make that arrogant man jealous? I am not sure. Maybe it's just your thoughts. I think Dominic didn't feel jealous at all. That's what someone who is in love usually does. They always fantasize that the person they like has the same feelings as them. But in reality, it's just an illusion created by their own thoughts."

Jealous: feeling or showing envy of someone or their achievements and advantages. Nero "I'm still not sure about sending him off with Vesper. Remind me why am I doing this again?" Tessa asked me for the third or maybe fourth time already. I know that I should be bored by now. She had told me that she did not expect sudden care for other humans or vampires. Tessa confessed that it came so suddenly that she didn't think it was in her to give a damn in the first place.

“I mean you dreamed about him, you were probably thinking about him, you know.” “I don’t miss him at all, and I don’t know why it had to be him in my dreams.” I stare at Harry and his brows were just furrowing on his forehead, “Are you jealous?” I asked. He turned to me, “Kind of.” I pressed my lips together as I watch his exhale, “I mean I am jealous why he was there but I really can’t stop you from having dreams about your ex right?” He tells me. Harry takes my hand, “But at least he is there in your dreams and not here because he wouldn’t be able to hold your hands as much as I can.” He smiles. I can’t help but smile back.

I said aloud, but the feeling that I was cheating on Herley felt stronger after my speech. She was dead and I still felt guilty like she was here with me, "Why is the moon goddess torturing me?" I yelled, holding my head tightly. It seemed like I was running crazy, but I wasn't though. Herley would have wanted me to be happy, but what she did not know was that she made me crazy. I see her every day in my dreams, she was pleading with me not to get married to Denise. I always wake up sweating. I did not know the meaning of the dream and chose to ignore it.

"I had a dream that... that Bethany, Luna's sister was my mate. She was older in my dream and we were so happy then when I first saw her downstairs, I got the strangest feeling inside and when she was dancing with Jake, I just completely lost it. I felt jealous and possessive and I couldn't stop myself. I know it's wrong to think that and I don't understand where the jealousy came from considering it was just a dream but still it was there. If you want to hit me, I get it, fuck I want to hit myself!"

I asked Diana but she was not firth coming and Jayson sulked all through the day. The dream I had the previous day got me really agitated. My wolf was restless all through the night after er the dream. It was a sexual dream. Very erotic. It was among the three of us, Jayson, Diana and me. We were having Diana together and she was enjoying it immensely. She kept screaming with pleasure. When I woke, my cock was still nodding and some fluid was already dripping out. I had to rush into the restroom to clean up. When I saw her at breakfast, I had to restrain myself because her beauty and the memory of the dream, added to the mate bond kept pulling me towards her and I but back a groan.

That night in Xerxes Village, when Javier and Edelgard had had sex accidentally, was not something Jade had missed, which was why Javier could taste the jealousy dripping from the corner of her lips even if he did not look for it. He stepped forward and pulled Jade—black, form-fitting undershirt and everything—into a face-to-face cuddle. “Oh, did I hear right? You sound jealous! Worried that I might do Edelgard again, are you? Well, if you’re that concerned, we could have a quickie or two right now. Drain me off my strength and desire and leave her nothing but a husk even if she has an itch. Sound good?” Jade struggled out of his arms and snapped at him sheepishly, “God, you’re a freak!”

I didn’t recall the faces or figures I was dreaming about or any one person in particular. But I’d later realize I was fantasizing about one particular hunk. I felt a little guilty about the dreams and didn’t say anything to Luke, not that he’d ever been the jealous type. But my subconscious was behaving like a cock-struck girl, and it embarrassed me— even when those dreams left me feeling lusciously spent or even better, all revved up for my husband, who I more than once pounced on in the morning. It was after one of these morning hookups that Luke said to me casually over breakfast: “So, which Jake are you dreaming about? The one from my office or somebody else?”