Novel & Cerita My Dream Man

My hands folded into tight fists. For the first five seconds, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me or maybe I could be dreaming again. These days I could hardly even distinguish between dreams and reality. Maybe my brother was just stalking her and nothing more. No way! It couldn't be My jaw clenched repeatedly. Liam pulls away and left her smiling to herself. The sight of her smile made my blood run cold. I matched up to her and she froze up. "Care to tell me what the hell I just saw" my voice went up the roof.

With the help of the man in my dreams. TO BE CONTINUED

“I’m less scared when you’re here. That’s the honest truth.” Something in my chest softened quietly. “You’re scared?” “Yes.” He said simply. No performance in it. He pulled me back to the bed and we sat facing each other, close enough that our knees almost touched. “Tell me.” I said. He exhaled. “I’ve been having dreams. The same one, more than once. It’s been keeping me out of myself.” A dream that would put someone in that state? “What kind of dream?” I asked. “A woman. I can’t see her face. Just her outline. Her voice.” He turned the information over like he was still trying to make sense of it himself. “She told me if I want to know who she is, I should ask my father.”

"I—I saw them. The men who want to take me. They were here. They were inside the cabin." "Hey, hey," I said again, my hand steady on her arm feeling her softness. "It's just a dream, baby. You're safe now, I promise. No one can find us here. And even if they do, I would die first before they can lay a finger on you."

“I don’t remember exactly. I just… I keep dreaming about a man. He’s always with me, making me laugh. In the dream, I was really happy. “I didn’t know who he was at first, but now… I think maybe he was your father. But I don’t even remember what he looked like.”

I kept on contemplating to myself, Elijah used the as an opportunity and grabbed Brooke forcefully to the front door. "Get out and never return?" He pulled the door open only to get drawn back by a familiar face at the doors opening. "You?" He says astonished. I turned around and walked to the door. "Hello son," a man said. I poked my head a little closer and almost dropped dead by the person I saw. His the man i keep seeing in my dreams, but who is he?, Why is he here?. The man turns and found me, he rose past Elijah and came to me.

The man was furious with me, how could a sexy dream be furious with me? I rolls my eyes and scoff “you are just a figment of my imagination, that I am dreaming about right now! I belong to no one!” The stranger looked at me with a devious smile. “Is that so?” he asks. Suddenly I was not completely sure how real this dream was!

Sure enough, the look in his eyes flashed confusion. "A nightmare? You haven't had one of those in years." I chewed on my lower lip causing the worry to grow evident on his features even more. I exhaled heavily as I knew he was waiting for clarification. "Not necessarily a nightmare. It was a dream where you guys were there to save me. I always dreaded waking up afterwards though. Because everytime I woke up, I realized that it was just a dream..." I felt the stinging sensation in my eyes and quickly took another deep breath.

The man smirks, “I’ve made you scream many times, but none of them was because of pain. Most of the time, you screamed for me not to stop.” “I don’t know your name,” I reply. “Taran,” he states. “I don’t know a Taran,” I argue. He smiles, “You know exactly who I am, little dove.” “Little dove?” I questioned. Where have I heard that? I’m suddenly overwhelmed as I remember my dreams. Looking at the man-Taran’s face. I suddenly realized it was him. “You…you were in my dreams.”

He seemed to be fading. “I’ll see you again, Jennah.” The buzzing grew louder. Jennah opened her eyes. Her alarm clock was going off. She reached over and slapped a hand on the snooze button and then focused to make sure she was in her room. She blew out a breath and tried to shake the fog from her mind. That explained a few things. The dream was so real, but not at the same time. Too bad, really. That man, Dominic, her mind had invented was quite nice to look at. No more chocolate caramel popcorn for you before bed, she thought as she slowly sat up.