Romance Dreams Novels & Stories

Her voice was a siren's call, beckoning me to explore the depths of our shared emotions, to dive into the sea of possibilities that our connection holds. In these dreams, time lost its grip on reality, and I was consumed by the profound emotions that blossomed between us. The love that blossomed within me feels authentic, genuine, transcending the boundaries of my conscious existence. It was a love that ignites a flame deep within my heart, a flame that burns with an intensity I could not ignore.

CHAPTER 11: Ruby has been having a nightmare-of falling in love in her dreams. She hate all this whenever she found herself hugging and kissing with her enemy in the dreams. She only sees all this as a fake life. Some believe dream were just a drama which can't be true. So she believes the same at this moment.

The remnants of the movie, a light romantic comedy, lingered in her dreams, twisting into a vivid scenario where she and Deimon were the protagonists. In her dream, they were on a sun-drenched beach, the sound of crashing waves filling the air. Laughter danced on their lips as they chased each other through the shallows, the cool water washing away the day's stress. A stolen glance, a playful touch – the dream Deimon delicately built on screen became a tangible reality within her subconscious.

In the depths of slumber, my dreams became a canvas where my mind painted vivid images of the day's events. Within the realm of dreams, the scenes unfolded, replaying the moments of tension and longing. I saw Beatrice's eyes filled with hurt, her confusion mirroring my own. The kiss between her and Alpha Duncan haunted my subconscious, stirring once again a mix of jealousy, anger, and longing within me.

She was exhausted, but she knew that she was going to have at least one good dream. Again, her dreams were full of sex. The dreams were much more explicit this time, though far more varied. It would start with a fantasy, perhaps the two of them on the beach, or on a ship. She'd be feeling his chest, enjoying the muscles of his abs, and then another dream would snap into focus. It was always clear when her dreams ended and his began. He had several dreams about her, and they were all much more wild, more animal than they were the other night.

She questioned me expecting to hear something different: maybe that I needed a help of some sought. I approached her where she sat, sitting by her side, she stood up and walked into the rest room, which after a while she returned. I began. "Mother, there this particular dream that as always engrossed with in my dreams, "hmmm" she said. "I always see a gorgeous looking prince standing in a distance and looking at me, mother, in those dreams, I always love him dearly, in those dream series, I always wish, I could touch him, or even kiss him, and his eyes are very charming. I have never seen an handsome prince such as that creature." Looking at me with a look of disappointment, "It's that why

he said as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders, “there’s something bothering you. Won’t you please tell us? We just might be able to help.” “Well,” I said hesitantly while refusing to look at anything other than the cup of tea I held in my lap, “it’s just that every so often… not a lot, mind you, but every so often I have these dreams… about… err…Luthias.” “What type of dreams?” grandfather asked. After a long hesitation, I said, “Romantic.”

He had to work, as he always did, on slowing down and getting the timing correct. After two hours he was satisfied. He tumbled into bed, falling asleep within a minute. His dreams were pleasant, mostly involving a cute girl that kept trying to get away. Every time he dragged her back with the rope around her middle. Sabrina's dreams were pleasant also but highly erotic. She was tied up lying on her side on a table. A stranger kept asking her if she wanted to fuck. When she said no, he approached either her open vagina or open mouth and used them as hard as he could. It felt wonderful but he would always stop before she reached orgasm. After a great number of penetrations, he finally went too

She moved closer to him and Damien lowered his head and sucked judiciously on her breasts, while she stroked his dick gently. Then a thought entered her head. She was making out with a werewolf. Would she turn into one too if they carried on? “No you won't. You're making out with the human version of a wolf” Damien said with a small grin. “Y… you can hear my thoughts?” She asked surprised and stopped stroking. “Yeah” Damien nodded and shut his eyes as he squeezed her hand tight on his dick and she resumed her duty. “What else can you do?” Jade asked amused.

Nonetheless, I refuse to give up on the possibility of finding my mate, and I continue to keep my eyes and ears open for any sign of her. For the past few weeks, I have been tormented by dreams of her. In my dreams, she appears before me like an angel with long, flowing golden hair that shimmers in the moonlight. Her beautiful blue eyes are as clear as the ocean, and they seem to sparkle with a hint of mischief. Her smile is enchanting, and it takes my breath away every time. I can’t seem to shake off these dreams, and I find myself yearning for her all day.