Love Of Dream Novels & Stories

Saving him from his confusion, I explained things better. “ What century is this? I'm thinking it's a different century, that would explain why it didn't exist or this might be a different world entirely. Or my favorite explanation to this, I'm dreaming.” Yes, I still firmly believe that it's a dream. “ Dreams last longer than a month? That's new” He teased me and I glare at him to shut up. “ So, what century....?” I asked again, remembering that he hadn't answered me. “ I don't know.”

"Everything I did to you in those dreams... I plan to claim back in reality, a thousand times over." He opened his desk drawer and pulled out my missing starlight pendant. He gently clasped it back around my neck, his fingertips lingering on my skin. Seeing the raw devotion in his eyes, all my fear, grievance, and pain vanished completely. I grabbed his collar, trembling, my tears still falling. "Are you still the man who loved me in my dreams? You... you don't need to hold back anymore, do you?" His answer was a deeply possessive, feral kiss.

Neither of them even looked at it this time as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her in a way that she knew she would never grow tired of. A dream series continues with part 3 After the Dream

My dreams , my education , my life all is shattered all because to you . D:- ( getting angry after hearing her accusations of lusting on her ) Love , you are right my way of expressing my love for you was definitely different . But I do not lust for you . I will never force you into any physical relation with me without your consent . I don't want you to think of me as a ra**st . Please , don't call my love as lust . T:- You remember that you promised me something on wedding night ? D:- ( Confused for a second ) I will fulfill all your wishes . You can ask anything expect to over this marriage.

"Tears dropped down on my cheeks. Pain stabbed my heart started to lick. That ignorance of yours that rushed into my soul, Shattered my confidence, dig a hole. My heart is still stinging and my mind is singing a naive song, Tears faded away, the happiness I lost. It revolved like a ding-dong. It was all because of you In search of the truth, You didn't give us a chance You forgot me in a rush. All my pleases and my requests, you threw away and I did adjust Now It's all meaningless to run towards me like you care Because this time I chose DARE" ARIKA .. .. "Love is the meaning of life. Love is the dream of thoughts. Love is the lyric of feelings. Love is the literature of silence. Love is the

I felt like I caught him off guard for a moment as I continue, "and that's not it even in my nightmare you are calling me sweetheart. " "Sweetheart, it must be a coincidence-" I cut him off. "No, I thought the same but explain to me. How could it be a coincidence when before today I never met you but you are appearing in my dreams and how could you be that same guy who kidnapped me in real life?!" I tried my best to make him understand what I am saying. "If you want to make me your wife then that's at least I should know, No?" He stares at me, silently for a few moments, observing what I said before he spoke. "Would you believe if I say we both were lovers in the past life? and your parents

The grief, pain, and screams all at once returned In droves. "If he truly misses he would have called but he didn’t, he truly misses me he would have responded to the messages I sent but he didn’t, if he truly misses me he would have visited or let me visit but you what! He didn’t" I just had to stop talking; I have nothing to say right now, if I continue talking I would burst into tears. After so many years, of believable lies and fake love, I can’t deal with this anymore. He doesn’t miss me, he doesn’t even care. "Dani!" He sighed

CHAPTER 11: Ruby has been having a nightmare-of falling in love in her dreams. She hate all this whenever she found herself hugging and kissing with her enemy in the dreams. She only sees all this as a fake life. Some believe dream were just a drama which can't be true. So she believes the same at this moment.

Her voice was a siren's call, beckoning me to explore the depths of our shared emotions, to dive into the sea of possibilities that our connection holds. In these dreams, time lost its grip on reality, and I was consumed by the profound emotions that blossomed between us. The love that blossomed within me feels authentic, genuine, transcending the boundaries of my conscious existence. It was a love that ignites a flame deep within my heart, a flame that burns with an intensity I could not ignore.

The images filled the room, replacing the darkness. The Temptress hissed. "What is this? Sacrifice? That is just another desire, the desire to be a hero, to be remembered!" "No," Lyra’s voice suddenly rang out directly within the dream. Her form appeared, transparent yet clear. "This is love. And love is stronger than desire." Morat appeared as well, standing by Siron’s side. "Desire takes. Love gives." Gideon, bound by the chains, looked at them. His eyes began to clear. "Love... I love Stefan like my own son. I love the temple and my duty. That isn't desire; that is commitment."