Love Of Dream Novels & Stories

She had always envisioned a future filled with love and companionship, but the dream brought a newfound clarity to her desires. With a tinge of nervous excitement, Emily embarked on an introspective journey, contemplating the significance of the dream. Rogan had been a constant presence in her life, a pillar of strength, and a person with whom she had shared countless meaningful moments. Their connection had deepened over time, evolving into a bond that transcended the boundaries of friendship.

a cold voice whispered within. A trick of the mind, a mirage born of despair. Yet, the feeling was so profound it felt like a physical ache, deeper than the stone beneath my arms. This was what I was protecting. Not the trappings of power, not the hollow crown my father wished for me, but this quiet communion. Julius understood the labyrinth of my thoughts. My eyes snapped open, the dream fraying at the edges. The love that filled the dream-space wasn’t the gilded cage my father offered. It was raw, unguarded, a sanctuary built on shared secrets and unspoken vows.

“Whatever you’re trying to do, it’s not working.” “Oh, it’s working just fine,” he said, standing upright again. “You see, I know Dream better than anyone. Every weakness, every habit. You think he’s fighting for you out of love?” “Adrian,” Dream’s voice snapped, a warning tone. But Adrian didn’t stop. His voice softened, almost pitying now. “He’s fighting because he hates losing. You became a symbol of defiance, not affection.” “Enough,” Dream said, standing. Adrian smirked, ignoring him completely. His attention stayed on me, his words sharp as glass.

“I… I love you, Leo. So much. Believe me, I want us to work out. I… care about you… I care about me too… I’m sorry…sorry please don't get tired of me, don't get exhausted.” I cried. He was silent for a moment. “I don’t know what that dream was about,” he said softly, “but listen to me. I love you even more. I don’t want anyone else. I can’t hurt you because I love you. You are beautiful, you are enough, and you are the best girl why will I ever get tired of you. You don't exhaust me, you inspire me. Whatever that dream was—it’s just your fear. And I want you to believe me. That’s not our reality, okay? I’ll make us work.

she said. "Yes, I can't forget it either, but I choose to ignore what's in that dream except being with you, the feeling inside feels real, strange but it's real. I can love you this deep because of a dream, but I feel if you don't like Olivia in my dreams maybe I won't fall for you either," Liam said. "Yeah, you're right. Maybe if you weren't the Liam I met in the dream, I would still have chosen that jerk," Olivia said.

I wanted to heal lives and cause people to marvel at what an epitome of a masterpiece of art that I truly was. I am the Dreamer Girl; The Dream Elixir; an escape from this cruel, harsh world. I dream that in this world, I can make a mighty, recognizable change. This world is supposed to be free, full of love and a paradise in it's own axis and I wish to be that elixir that would give people the hope that good dreams still do exist and they happen to people.

Joachim just stared at her icily, without any look of friendliness on his face, all he did was imagine why he was so much loved by little kids, even the ones he never knew. He's always flabbergasted by this.. and worse, he wasn't even friendly at all.. He hated weakness, softness and tenderness and always classified little kids to have this qualities so he never liked them and never planned on having one.. These choice of his had made him despise ladies so much that the only woman he valued was his mom... For having enduring all the pains over the years. He respects her for that and will keep on respecting her... The little girl stretched out her hand and attempted placing it on his knee but

I squeezed her tightly against me, feeling our unborn children between us. Rain started glowing brightly, almost as bright as the sun. She engulfed me in it, causing me to feel the absolute bliss she was feeling, both of us glowing bright. We illuminated the night sky before us. "I love you Nate Viseron." "I love you Rain Lancaster. "

“Baby, I don’t know why you want to push me away, but I am sure of one thing…. you love me…. I won’t give up. In this lifetime and the next …... and every next to come… you are my Benjamin Adalase’s woman.” “I know you are angry, although I am not sure what I have done…. I must have done something…. Can’t you at least give me a chance to apologize?” Ben kept whispering everything he wanted to say…He told her how much he loved her…. How his life would no longer have any meaning without her…. The sad part was, Dana was fast asleep… Ben made sure of that. He had blasted one of his sleep bombs before entering the room. He just wanted to talk. He wanted to speak without disturbing her.

The Devil of my life can only be sweet to me in my dreams. I have been having this dream since I came to live in this house, every year on my parent's death anniversary. He is not here but he comes to my dream on this day every year to make me feel like I'm not alone. In the real world, he hated me so much. But in my dream, he holds me like I'm his porcelain doll with so much affection. He kisses my forehead like telling me that I'm his only treasure. He never wants to give up and says soothing words like’ I'm not alone and he is with me’. He embraces me in his arms with so much care.