Joseph The Dreamer Bible Novels & Stories

It’s not to bring down my defences completely, but to give him a chance to prove himself. “I will change.” I whispered in his chest, hugging him right back. We were like that for about ten minutes, when he pulled me back. Her eyes were twinkling with some mischievous light. What was he up to now? “So, you’ve become Joseph the dream?” He teased slowly. This was the first time in a long while that there had been a reference made to the bible. I fiddled with my own. I was still in the same outfit as before.

“You know none of those people can ever hurt you or Daddy and I again. Eve is in prison, and Anita and the King are dead.” The pups nod, leaning against one another for comfort, but they don’t say anymore. “You know when you were missing I used to have dreams about you. At the time I thought it was just my imagination in overdrive, but now I think it might have been the Goddess trying to lead me to you. I had one dream about you racing down a river, and fighting a huge snake. I had another where you were trapped underground, trying to get out. I always used to wake up screaming and crying, just like you did.” I share. “Did Daddy have dreams ‘bout us too?” Paisley asks.

"I—I saw them. The men who want to take me. They were here. They were inside the cabin." "Hey, hey," I said again, my hand steady on her arm feeling her softness. "It's just a dream, baby. You're safe now, I promise. No one can find us here. And even if they do, I would die first before they can lay a finger on you."

"I'll give it to you. I'll give you the whole damn sky." How ironic. Valerius, the bastard who made that promise in my dream, was a complete liar. Yet the one delivering this ultimate romance... was the terrifying, ruthless Lord beside me. A walking demigod. My heart felt like it was being ripped in two. "You don't like it?" Cassian frowned slightly. He caught my emotional breakdown instantly. I ignored him and walked straight to the bar in the corner of the deck. There were a few bottles of strong Dwarven spirits.

“I saw a dream about my mate, Priest. I, I am scared.” Mathew spoke out his heart as soon as he caught up a glimpse of Priest Flora. “You stated your concerns without any greetings. It seems that your situation is worse than expected. Is Jason fine?” Mathew’s face burnt red with embarrassment, he clasped his hands and bowed in respect. “Jason is fine. I am here to ask you a favor. Please interpret the dream I just saw.” Priest Flora’s nod allowed him to go on. “In the dream, Jason and I were happy, running after each other in a forest. We spent a quality time together, and then Jason bared his fangs, I braced myself for the most anticipated moment of my life.”

I mumble. Joseph lays down beside me and wraps his arms around me. I fall asleep almost instantly. I dream of being the queen standing beside Joseph. We are watching our kids run around chasing each other in the garden. Then the dream shifts to me being on a space station surrounded by children ready to learn about Earth. It doesn’t last long before it switches back to the kids running around. Then I’m being shaken awake. "Good morning, Princess. Are you ready for breakfast?" "Yes. Ow! My head hurts.” I groan. “How much wine did I drink?"

"I have work tomorrow. I won't be able to get up in the morning if I stay up too late tonight. You should head back." Joseph quickly stood up. "Alright." Right now, he didn't feel like going home. As he walked alone on the street, he gazed up at the sky. The bright moon hung in the air. It was exceptionally beautiful. Countless stars flickered. As Joseph kept walking, he suddenly felt like everything that had happened recently was like a dream. In the dream, his father abandoned him, and the friends around him all looked down on him. Thankfully, there were people who liked him and acknowledged him.

She said, but her face clearly says ‘it is so’. My mouth opened down, unable to close. On top of being a wolf, I'm the Arion too? “ So, let me get this straight. I'm Joseph the dreamer?” Disbelief, apparent on my face. “Maybe?” “You don't clearly mean I have the power to dream and have visions. In your bedtime stories the Arion woman died. Mom? Aunt Kira?”

It was his hope that through these sacred ceremonies, Chloe would be spared the anguish she had experienced in life. Joseph was unaware that it was all a figment of his imagination. He had not actually dreamt of anything. Having gone without sleep for several consecutive days, his body's self-repair mechanism had kicked in after enduring intense mental turmoil. Deep within him, he felt a compelling urge to do something for Chloe. Perhaps it was for his own peace of mind, or perhaps it was for her. At that moment, Joseph was unexpectedly consumed by thoughts of not wanting to live anymore. He never knew that longing could torment one to the point of madness, even transcending the boundaries o

I asked; I could hear my voice rising just a little. He sighed. “I think Ruby might be a prophet,” he told me in a breath. I felt my heart stopping in my chest and my mouth fell open at his words. “What did you just say?” I asked, my voice coming out as barely a whisper. “I think she might be a prophet, Tessa,” Joseph repeated. “I’m on my way to speak with her right now. But I was told she had a dream and then that same day the events in her dream actually happened.”