Nct Dream Looking Like A Novels & Stories

CHAPTER FOUR The dream world doesn’t have a specific name so we should give it a name. Fiture or perhaps we should call it……………. Apparently, we don’t build their houses by ourselves, it materializes out of thin air, don’t get confused on me now, we all dream of something whenever we sleep right? Then whatever you dream of can be granted by the grant-master in my world, that’s if it’s deemed useful. Your dream can also be used as a gateway for very powerful dreamers who wants to enter this realm.

"Find me if you can, I'm very close to you all you have to do is just look up and think about me " "Keep searching me, if you find me within ten days I'm yours or else bua has seen a handsome hunk with rich background having Villa and cars and above all too sexy to just look at with lickable abs and body me already drooling, so if you feel any competition do find me otherwise what we had was special but after seeing him u lala , he's ready to kill with his looks and those hazel eyes. " "Darling, hope you think about it. Goodnight". Navi said all without listening to him or rather without giving him a chance to speak. Now she had a smirk .

“So there is a possibility that what Serena’s sees could actually happen?” My mother nodded. “Yes, however it seems as though she has the dreams in order to prevent the outcome taking place or to alert her of a specific situation.” “Like the dream of Nate.” I mentioned. “It was showing me he would soon play an important role in my life.” I studied Nate as I thought back to the recurring dream I had when I first joined the academy. I hadn’t known why at the time, but I’d always felt so connected to him. Every time I saw him stood under the blossom tree, it felt as though my soul reached out to him. In the dream, he even had Leia tattooed across the right side of his chest. I’d always wondered

the man pointed at Nash. "Are you saying I don't have a good body shape?" she made an angry face" it will also look great on you as well" the man filled out. Eunice strode to Nash's side"what up with this day. Come on, tells the special occasion" she inquire.

Her skin soft and warm against his, her breath on his chest, her hair smelled of lavender brushed under his chin. "You don't remember anything?" she couldn't imagine what he must've gone through. He shook his head, "I had a dream about it ... I think it was a glimpse of what I saw in that brief time I woke up in that room ..." he rubbed his face to wipe away the nightmare. "I don't want something like that to happen to you ... we can't risk it, your teacher is right, we have to get out of this contract." Charlie paused for a moment, she too had a confession to make. "About my teacher ..."

She was my best friend after all. “Okay, let me start again. I get this dream from time to time about a woman and a unicorn and an elf and a fairy.” I went on explaining the dream as I had to Josh. I described every one of them to her and as I did, I could see it all in my mind. When I got to the end where they all turn to welcome the stranger, I caught my first ever glimpse of him. His long, dark brown hair perfectly reflected the sun as it shined. His complexion was even and tan, almost like Laylan's perfect skin tone. But his eyes! His eyes were breathtaking! Warm brown rimmed beautiful blue eyes with dark lashes that lined them, making them stand out.

"What's wrong?" Kelly, my best friend asked and I gave her a confused look. "You have been brooding all day" she said, worried laced with her voice. "Its nothing, I just" I hesitated "I had a nightmare last night, a very scary one" "Nightmare?" She laughed "is that what's eating you up? She asked. I looked at her not knowing what to say. "Come on, cheer up. You are 18, don't be scared of nightmares now" she teased "its just a dream" Lily also said that but why didn't it feel so.

NICK'S POV "Nick get up, you would be late for school" my nanny woke me up. Being the best basketballer was not an easy feat but it has helped me with being popular and loved by most girls. I had this weird dream about a girl who told me her name was Pearl. It was a bit disturbing but I could not let go of the connection I felt towards her in the dream. "Well, it's a dream," I said to myself. In case you do not know me I am Nicholas Santos, you can call me Nick, the guy of every girl's dream.

She crawled under the crimson sheets in nothing but black lace panties, hair fanning across the pillow like spilled ink. She closed her eyes. Reached. The empathy link opened like a door she already knew the combination to. Nico’s dream was waiting—dark, quiet, the same half-formed warehouse haze he always drifted into when exhaustion finally won. No color. Just shadows and the faint metallic tang of old blood and concrete. She stepped in. This time there was no gentle tease. No slow build. She manifested skin to skin. Warmth against warmth.

' thought Dream. "Wha—what are you talking about?" She stammered, not daring to look at his eyes. "Dream do you like him?" he resounded, his pitch going higher. Why was he sounding like he was angry?