My Dream Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Little by little, my dreams helped me release the disappointment and pain of being so blatantly used and dumped by Joshua. I’d fallen in love with the Marc of my dreams. If only it could transfer to the real one. Sadly, my interaction with Marc when I was awake was stilted and awkward. In my dreams, we were a couple with a strong bond. In reality, we were two strangers who had a definite physical attraction, but knew minimal about each other. I was embarrassed about the fact that I’d manifested this imaginary love relationship with this man. I clearly needed therapy.

“Who is this?” “Just my secretary,” Dream said, that smirk still in place. Then he added, “But also, something more.” My brain short-circuited. Something more?! Before I could even process what was happening, Dream stood up. His tall frame seemed even more intimidating up close. He walked toward me, took the folder from my hands, and said calmly, “Secretary Rivera is my boyfriend.” The room went completely silent. Boyfriend?! I choked. “Excuse me?!”

"You still wanna to be my girlfriend, right?" "I haven't changed my mind. Have you?" "Never." He grins. "I just can't believe you're my girlfriend. And I don't think this is real. I think it's a dream. No, I think it's actually a nightmare. It would be brutal to wake up and realise that none of this was real." I slam my lips on his and kiss him passionately. I pull back and cup his face in my hands. "It's real." I smile. "Wanna do some boyfriend and girlfriend stuff tomorrow?"

Her lips were puckered in a pout while her eyes held the mischievous glint in them; while I tried to comprehend her words. "Am why are you jealous love?" "Because more than you think about me, you get lost in your mystery dream Girls thought. So apart from being jealous, what else can a girlfriend do?" Her reasons left me astonished but a smile didn't failed to emerge out from my lips. "Well now I definitely want to tell you who this dream girl is?" I teased back and excitement started to appear on her face. But instead of replying her first, I realized that we have already reached the terrace. That's why I always think that she is hell of a distraction for a man. I don't even know when we e

"Klo, you're so insatiable. You were drooling just a while ago at someone else and now, you're trying to be sexually smooth with me?" I smirked, aware of where to navigate this conversation. "As far as I know, the only time when I drool at someone is when I saw this girl naked." My girlfriend smacked my arm out of nowhere, her blue eyes were unforgiving as they stared at me. "Don't tell me there's someone else you're fantasizing about! Who is she!"

the dark haired girl said. Before I could respond, the guy who'd been trailing behind the women stepped forward. He was tall, with messy brown hair and a familiar, almost cocky smile. My stomach did a little flip. "Look who it is," he said, his voice smooth like he hadn't aged a day since high school. "Lisa Moon. I thought you were some kind of myth." I froze. Jonah. My ex. The one who broke my heart right before senior year ended. "Well, well," he said, his lips quirking into that too casual grin. "You look amazing, stunning even."

Gold, silver, and blue lights began to drift down like a rain of stars. Each speck glowed with a dreamy light, bathing the city in a brilliant sea of color. My breath caught. It was too beautiful. But a bitter sadness quickly followed. Two months ago. In that ridiculous dream. I had leaned against his chest, stupidly describing my romantic fantasies. "My biggest dream is to see a meteor shower fall just for me," I had laughed playfully. The man had kissed my hair. His voice raspy. "I'll give it to you. I'll give you the whole damn sky."

I had pried into her privacy and had seen what was not meant for me to see. In my dream, the one i had just woken from — she looked just like this too. Except that in the dream, she had been whispering my name. She was masturbating because of me, looking at my picture. I backed away silently, pulse roaring in my ears, locking the door out of instinct before retreating down the hall. The weight of what i just saw crashed down on me when i stepped into my room. I've had dreams of desire before. But never like that. Never with a clear face of a woman like this. Talkless of Alexa.

Tiberius explained as the song ended, leaving us standing in the center of the dance floor. “And I can’t think of a more perfect song. Because it was once upon a dream that we met and every day with you feels like a dream.” He smiled. “I love you, Katrina Liliana D’Amore, from the moment I saw you in that dream and will for the rest of this life and every life we share after this. You were my Princess Charming, slayer of evil witches, and my true love.”

Liam stepped inside, glancing between me and Claire. "If I’m not around, you don’t have to wait for me. “Let’s reschedule the hike, though. Lily, have a seat.” Pulling me aside, Liam grinned. "What do you think of her?" "Not bad. Your girlfriend?" "Nah. I was thinking she’d be great for you. So, should I introduce you?" The girl, Lily Roshar, was pretty, with soft features and a kind smile. However, my heart was elsewhere. "Thanks, but no thanks. I already like someone."