Maid Dream Novels & Stories

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.

He had to get the rest of her, they were seventeen now and he couldn’t wait for them to turn eighteen if he could actually do the things he wanted to her. The things they dreamed about. He had studied things purposely to please his mate, along with his brother of course. Ife sat in history class distracted by her thoughts until the subject spoke of Alpha Princess Fallon from the past. This was the same person the school was named after. The more she learnt of her the weirder her dreams became, almost like she was living out her life. The most cruel one was of the little girl snatching her heart out of her chest. On the last day, everything made sense!

Damie island was a private island as far as she could recall, what would a private island be having a resort for. She collected her stuff in the office and trotted to the out "miss, please," one of the blackguards gave a sign. She quietly entered the car. They reached a place where the car came to a halt." miss please" she followed him to the helicopter. Emma was more than happy, her worries flew away immediately she realized the helicopter before them on the vase land. The place seems like a field, the grasses were as green as a tropical forest. The greenfield made her picture the most attractive eyes she has ever seen, the thought of it made her smile.

he shouted, snapping his finger up. . DHARRR .... DHARRR .... DHARRR .... . There was a loud bang and a brighter flash of light. And read the writing on the sidelines of the fireworks sparks, ~ KUSUMA & MAHARANI FOREVER ~ Ooooh.... I feel like flying. Feel so loved. There is no most beautiful feeling for a woman, other than being loved by her mate. My vision started to blur with tears of joy. I am Maharani. Currently the happiest woman on earth.

In this mystical world where reality and dreams intertwined, she found solace, joy, and the infinite beauty of a world where love and storytelling reigned supreme. In the heart of the dream realm, Mama Hazel found herself surrounded by a chorus of whispers and laughter, a symphony of creativity that pulsed with the energy of unspoken tales and untold secrets. The air was alive with the scent of possibility, the glow of the dream realm casting a soft, ethereal light that illuminated the path before her.

“A Dreamer is an architect of the Dream Realm. As for why we are hiding your existence is because we don’t want the Fae and the others to find you. Because if they find you, they’ll put you to work, and the Dream Realm will be repaired too fast. Then they’ll do one of two things. Kill you like they did the last few generations of Dreamers. Or imprison you. Oh, those nightmares that attacked the Red River Pack? They didn’t kill you because they were searching for you. They were meant to find you and drag you back to whoever is holding Brigid.” “Who?” “The goddess they have working to repair the Dream Realm. She’s taking as long as she can, but everything’s dragging so long that she’d complete

Tears were still running down her cheeks between the pain in her ass and the dream she was having. The same dream came back in her sleep, she didn't understand why it had been haunting her lately. At first she didn't think much of the dream and thought of it as a sleeping flower. But now she began to feel bad because Jessica always appeared in the dream. She felt that this woman was dangerous. Sophia felt another soft stroke on her cheek, who else but Oliver was the culprit. The next second Sophia felt her body being pulled, her head touching Oliver's broad chest and feeling the man's warm embrace.

“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.