Maid Dream 소설 & 이야기

“And the world’s first silence between them.” Adrien took a step forward, fighting the tremor in his voice. “You can fight it, Liora. You’re stronger than both of them.” Her laugh was soft, brittle. “Strength isn’t what you think it is. Mother used hers to build a cage. Dominion used hers to burn it down. I just want to stop the song.” He frowned. “What song?” She looked upward. The moon glowed brighter, impossibly bright, pulsing in rhythm with her heartbeat. “The Dream. It’s still alive, inside you.”

She climbed the bed crawled onto my lap, resting her head against my chest. “You should be asleep.” “Had a dream,” she murmured. “What kind of dream?” She mumbled into my shirt, barely awake. “I want mama…” Every muscle in my body froze. She continued, soft and dreamlike. “Damien… has mama… she’s nice… he said she cooks… she hugs… she smells like cookies…” Her voice faded as she drifted off, breathing steady and calm. But nothing inside me was calm. Not my pulse or my mind.

Hands fumbling, she frantically tried to release his cock from its casing. He massaged her breasts and commanded her; "Open your eyes and look at me." Sleepy hooded chocolate brown eyes looked deep into his icy blue ones. He pinched her aching nipples; his voice was a whispering growl. "I have dreamed of you like this. I have wanted you for so long Joanna...so long, just like this." Darius abruptly pushed her off his lap and quickly took her over this knee.

Unlike the bitter wind and cold rain in the city, the free port thousands of miles away was enjoying a warm spring. In a private estate hidden in the mountains, a heart monitor beeped rhythmically. Gianna had a very long dream. The dream was an endless night. Bulldozers roared toward her, barbed whips fell again and again on her back, and there was Matteo's tenderness as he bent down to fasten a necklace around a dog's neck. "Don't tear down Grandma's house... it hurts..."

Her eyes shimmered with a mixture of nostalgia and hope. Claus turned his attention fully to Mia, intrigued by her openness. "Tell me more, Mia. What's your dream like?" Mia's voice took on a dreamy quality as she painted a vivid picture with her words. "I imagine a cozy home, filled with laughter and the pitter-patter of little feet. I see myself as a mom, taking care of our children, reading them bedtime stories, and watching them grow. It's a world where everything is filled with wonder, and love is the guiding force."

I could feel a presence comforting and guiding me, and a soothing voice whispered in my mind, "Fear not, my child. You are not alone, and your mate is stronger than you know." As the dream slowly faded, I began to stir from my slumber, my heart still racing with the intensity of the dream. Though I was trapped in the cage, unable to speak, I held onto the hope that somehow, my dreams would find a way to reach Dante and warn him of the impending danger that threatened us both. The moon goddess had seen my dreams, and I prayed that she would guide me through this darkness, leading us towards a brighter future.

He opened his eyes and looked at Amanda with concern, as she was covered in cold sweat. He gently propped himself up on one elbow, his voice laced with worry. "Amanda, what happened? Why did you scream like that?" Amanda took a moment to steady her breathing, the echoes of her dream still reverberating in her mind. She swallowed hard, her eyes locked onto Drake's, seeking solace in his presence. "I had a dream, Drake," she began, her voice trembling slightly. "It was like no other dream I've ever had. I was in the presence of the Moon Goddess, and she spoke to me."

dad tell with a smile ruffling my hair " How did you sleep, kiddo? Did you still have those dreams?" " Yes, dad. They won't go away but I will be fine. I am getting used to them." I replied " Its just that it hurts to see everytime when I see that pregnant woman die in my dreams and I always have the memories of a man named Easton. The man call that woman Mi Reina and sometimes Minerva. I don't know what is her name but it doesn't matter. It's jsut a dream but it always feel real. I feel that pain like it is me that is dying in the dream."

With a gentle kiss on the forehead he whispers good morning beautiful! The days passed, Star couldn't help but notice a recurring theme in her dreams. They were filled with vivid images of her powers, the very essence of her being. In her slumber, she found herself transported to a world where her abilities flourished, and she embraced her true potential. In one dream, Star stood on a mountaintop, surrounded by a breathtaking landscape.

He says while his breathing becomes rapid, and his voice sounds strained as if it hurts him more than it does me. Suddenly, a pain rips through me like a knife and everything goes dark. I don’t hear a thing, except for my alarm going off and the dog barking. Confused, I open my eyes to see my mother staring at me curiously. “Dear, you were muttering something strange in your sleep about werewolves and a strange man called Eric.” She stares at me while saying with humor in her voice. At that moment, I realized it was all a dream.