Pick Up Lines About Dreams Novels & Stories

I guess I fall asleep because everything becomes dark, except I am also holding my phone in my dreams. I think that since I couldn't call him even once when I was sober, I should try calling him in my dreams. So I dial his number, expecting him to answer my call at 2 am because it's a dream. Everything is possible in a dream. "Hello." his very sleepy voice says. I didn't know my imagination could go that far as to imagine his voice when he's sleepy. Damn it, I am a genius. And he's hot. "Would you-"

I said as I followed the pre-made invitation. “Do you have dreams or nightmares?” She asked. “Always.” I let out a small chuckle. “Write about those. Sometimes, our dreams tell us things that we usually cant see. I write about mine and It lifts weight off my shoulders daily.” She said with a smile. She was being nice to me, something I’ve realized she does more often. I think maybe she’s warming up to me, but I still have doubts. “Maybe, I will.” I replied.

I will pretend I was sleeping alone. "It's my pleasure. Sweet dreams. Please dream of me." Still with my eyes closed, I responded, "I would rather have a nightmare than dream of you."

The first dance of many many many. Dreams really do come true, man. ****

I never let him finish his line; I locked his lips with mine. I want to die in this dreamland, if it is a dream. Again, I don't want to be awakened by reality if it's a fairytale.

Bob shared, sighing deeply as he locked his gaze on the models. “Dream?” I asked, looking at him. Bob scoffed. “Eve, a dream is when you see rainbows and unicorns. What I had was a nightmare. I must have been watching too many horror movies with my boyfriend,” he chuckled. “You and your boyfriend broke up?” Bethany chuckled, guessing about Bob’s dream. He sighed and rolled his eyes, facing my best friend. “I always think of that as an opportunity to find someone better, Beth.” He paused, his brows furrowing. “The truth? I can’t remember much about it, but it’s something related to the company.”

Or that he’d get a repeat performance? Over my delicious body! “You’re denying me now. But don’t worry, I just got your info. Be ready—I’ll be there anytime soon, my wife.” My nose was practically bleeding from all that English. Whatever, let him be. “This is just a dream, myself. Just a dream. Just a dream. Please let it be a dream.”

Oh, what I wouldn’t give to have her legs wrapped around me again. I was so fucked. She let out a shaky breath. “Why are you doing this?” “You’ve been appearing in my dreams, baby,” I told her honestly. “I’ve dreamt about you so many times that I think I managed to conjure you up in my company.” “Your dreams?” She asked like she couldn’t believe it. “Want to know what happens in those dreams?” As though the spell broke, she quickly stood up, and I moved back just in time to prevent her head from hitting my nose. “If you’ll excuse me, Mr Moretti.”

“Since I walked in, all I wanted was to kiss you, rip off your clothes, and take you to bed, but your mate is waiting for you, angel, and he can smell my scent on you.” I debated with myself for a tense, breathing moment. As I tried to pick up through a thousand chaotic thoughts, I came up with something stupid, and I knew I would regret it later. “Meet me in my dreams.”

Constant self introduction. After my vacation with Nicholas, it was like I woke up from a long dream. I had so much fun every day when we were together. But in dreams, we might want to stay there much longer. Keep dreaming and wish not to wake up anymore. But you have to remember that it's just a dream, not a reality. You need to wake up, leave that dream, and stay awake to face reality.