Maid Dream Novels & Stories

She looked tall, lean and beautiful, like the Goddess walking out of a Norse Saga. She looked like a beautiful dream. "Big paw, I had a dream last night and I dreamed about my mom." I said, "I have never met her before and I don’t even recognize her face. But last night, when I dreamed about her, I saw a beautiful lady, as elegant as the Moon Goddess. I didn’t know why, but I knew immediately she was my mom. She smiled at me and held me in her arms. I felt I was melting in her arms. At that time, I told myself that if it was a dream, I still wouldn’t want to wake up. If I died in this dream, I would live in the rest of the infinity with the warmth and gentleness of my mom."

"Anything I want Daddy will grant me after I succeed in the mission?" "Anything you want!" "Promise?" "Hu um... promise, sweetheart. You know very well that daddy never breaks a promise." Feli fell silent again. Being a maid? In her dreams she had never imagined that she would have to be a maid. MAID? Oh my God... A cleaning worker? How will her delicate hands be? Then the expensive nail polish she used to use would definitely be ruined. But... if she didn't sacrifice her delicate hands, the private jet and all the luxury items would just be wishful thinking.

A smile crossed my face as sleep began to take over. In a half-dream state, I heard him whisper, "In just a year, I'll be an adult. I hope you can wait for me." I woke in the middle of the night to find he had kicked off his blanket. Gently, I covered him again. That night, I had a vivid dream. I dreamt I had won the lottery, and when I went to claim my prize, it was Jared. Though I thought the winnings would end my financial struggles, seeing Jared made me equally happy.

When she woke up from her stupor the next morning, the sun was shining brightly outside her window, and she found a bunch of dew-covered lilies on the front of her door. The wind blew gently, carrying away every last bit of her horrible memories. Melanie thought that it was really time for her to start all over again. Farewell, Raymond Johnson.

But I knew that that wasn’t something I could imagine. I couldn’t sleep well. I tried to make myself sleep but I just couldn’t. I tossed and turned for what felt like hours when sleep finally found me. The dream was weird. I was in a forest; I was standing on top of a garden bellow. I jumped down and landed on my feet. The walls were so high and the only way to go in and out was though two huge boulders and you’ll have to climb up the roots of the trees. A lake was near me and a huge tree was rooted near the wall. It was like a bowl. I turned to a figure in front of me. It was a woman. I staggered back. She had jet black hair that reached her shoulder blades and it was braided in a French br

Chapter 63: The Dream Mellisa tossed and turned in her sleep, her mind filled with vivid images of pleasure. She felt a warmth spreading throughout her body, a feeling of anticipation and desire that she had never experienced before. In her dream, she was in a lush garden surrounded by lush vegetation and vibrant flowers. Suddenly, Jeremy appeared. His eyes were a deep, dark blue and he was wearing a suit that fit him perfectly. He walked towards her, his gaze never leaving hers, and reached out to take her hand. His touch was electric, and she felt a thrill of excitement run through her.

Damien chuckled, amused. “Go ahead.” Liora closed her eyes slowly and the goddess of sleep began pulling her under once more and then a strange thought drifted through her mind. What exactly was it about Damien Frost couches and bed that made her nightmares disappear?

Y one final time whether we could meet. He refused again, saying he was busy with work and maybe another time. I steeled myself and sent the message I had prepared. "Darling, if we can't meet and I can't even hug or kiss you, we should just break up." I blocked him without a second thought. After the breakup, no one lulled me to sleep at night. My sleep deteriorated sharply, and the nightmares came one after another. In my dreams, a secretary led me to his office. I pushed open the heavy door alone and found nothing but darkness.