Man Of My Dreams Quotes Novels & Stories

I had said things I didn't plan to, and the words slipped out. "Sorry, I rambled on. But, those are my dreams and ambitions. It might sound stupid and naïve, but, I want to find the right man who would make me happy, and fill the void in my heart." "No, it doesn't sound stupid and naive. Far from it. It is a very reasonable dream, and everyone wants to have someone like that in their lives. Everyone wants someone they can share their dreams with. It's a beautiful and romantic dream. You have the right to think that way."

"Angela, I'm dreaming this, right? It's not really happening, is it?" She laughed, throwing back her head. "Does it really matter? A wise man once said, 'Reality is wrong. Dreams are for real.'" I knit my brow. "Who said that? Walt Disney? Picasso? Hemingway?" Angela began to move away from me, her steps like a graceful dance. "Tupac Shakur. He knew what he was talking about. I love you, sweet man. Live your life and don't be a dumbass."

I wanted to voice my discomfort, but he silenced me with another kiss, warmer and more intense this time, as if he was drawing the very essence of my being into his embrace. "Could you at least share your name?" "My name? Let's just say destiny will reveal it when the time is right." said the mysterious man who then disappeared leaving only the sweet aroma of spices. "I knew it, this must be a dream" I snorted again. I often wonder why I'm haunted by such dreams, as if they reflect the dissatisfaction in my life. Here I am, twenty years old, without a significant other. Shouldn't my dreams at least be a sanctuary for me?

my sentence brought me back from whatever he was daydreaming about. He smiled sweetly, kissed my forehead, nose, cheeks, and mouth, my heart melt, this man never ceases to amaze me, " I was thinking of how blessed I am, I think I saved the world put it right I saved the universe n my past life, and you are my reward, I'm the definition of Envy' to other men, you are every men's dream girl, lucky me I got you first and no one's gonna take you away from me".

I imagine him standing over me with his cock in hand, dripping with cum, commanding me to suck it, to milk him dry until he has nothing left to give. I imagine him laughing—that devastating, broken laugh—while I work him, while I worship him, while I show him exactly how much I want him. It's only a dream, this fantasy playing out in my mind. But dreams do come true sometimes, don't they? Sometimes the universe gives you exactly what you're desperate enough to pray for, even if that prayer is unspoken and drenched in desperation. Sometimes the man of your dreams walks through the door and changes everything. And sometimes, if you're very lucky, he decides to stay.

A million dreams is all it's gonna take A million dreams for the world we're gonna make However big, however small Let me be part of it all Share your dreams with me You may be right, you may be wrong But say that you'll bring me along To the world you see To the world I close my eyes to see I close my eyes to see Every night I lie in bed The brightest colors fill my head A million dreams are keeping me awake A million dreams, a million dreams I think of what the world could be A vision of the one I see A million dreams is all it's gonna take A million dreams for the world we're gonna make For the world we're gonna make” It is crazy how it fits just the situation I am in, right? I mean, anyo

"Yes, I like him so much that he always appears in my dreams." ***

I coyly smiled at him as I asked, “What are you talking about? How do you know what I'm dreaming?” “I know because every time you have that dream you talk in your sleep. You talk about Laylan, Artimous, Grealan and Ivy. Then you're hard to wake up after that. I was just curious as to what your dream was about,” he finished and his lips curled at the edges into a smile.

“Respectfully saying and not meant to insult you, please shut up” “Hmm, whatever you say old man. You're getting quite too desperate for your age. What do you actually need all the money for? What you said isn't a plan or a need. That's a fucking dream of a jobless twenty year old who doesn't want to get off their ass and work but prefers to sit on their behind all day and get lazy off their imagination. What happened to the American dream, man?! That's more suitable for your age” When I kill you then you'll know what happened to the American dream.

I watched her lay down again and closed her eyes. I sighed, looking around again before laying back down. "Its just a dream" I murmured before closing my eyes. .