Romance Dreams Novels & Stories

“I could still smell blood.” “What do you mean?” He rubbed his eye with the back of his finger. “I don’t smell anything.” “I was dreaming. Gray and red wolves were lifeless with bites on their necks.” “Lie back down. It’s just a dream.” “I know. Since we met, I have had three dreams. The first one was people lying in a pool of blood. The second one when you watched me sleeping.” It might be embarrassing to admit, but he had to know. “I dreamed of us together.”

"What's the matter, my love? Did I do anything to hurt you? Is Eseosa fine?" She just clung to me with a fervour that took my breath away. So I held her for a few seconds until she disentangled herself and turned round to face me. "I'm scared, scared that I'll wake up and all this would be just a dream. You, our baby, your love, your care. Never leave me, okay. Promise you'll never leave me, no matter what happens, promise me." Her eyes were two fevered orbs as they stayed on me.

My dreams gave me away. I had no idea it was happening. I’d remembered the dreams themselves, and they were wild and salacious. The kind of highly charged, erotic fantasies I hadn’t had in a long time, not since I’d married Luke. I was still very attracted to my sweet and sensual husband. But sex dreams were, I’d thought, entirely in my past.

I slept for hours. I dreamed about the ice. But in my dream, the ice was made of glass, and beneath it, I could see my father’s face, watching me skate. Every time I tried to stop, I would slip. I would see Jax at the other end of the rink, reaching out for me, but the ice would get longer and longer, keeping us apart. Then the dream changed. I was in the locker room, but it was empty. All the stalls were gone, and the only thing left was Marcus’s lucky hat, sitting in the middle of the floor. I tried to pick it up, but it turned into the USB drive.

My heart started beating wild and my breathing shortened. “Gian, Marcus, whatever their name are, don’t you ever go out with them.” He said in a serious tone. But then his voice softened when he caressed my cheek and whispered. “Go with me to the prom.” “H-Huh?” My body stiffened. I heard him alright. But… Isn’t this too good to be true?! “Am I dreaming?” I blurted. Going to prom with Ibarra was just a fantasy of mine. Who would have thought it would come true?!

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 answered. “How come you don’t have a choice?” I asked her. “Mom got me into a scholarship there since she knew it’s my long-time dream to be in Paris.” She answered. “Where’s the Jaiden spirit?” Connor asked. “Think of it this way.” Connor said. “Remember the times you told us about how you dreamed of waking up there, finding your lover there, etc.” He added. “Take it as an opportunity.” “Connor’s right.” I agreed. “Who knows when you will achieve that dream.” I said. “Always remember that we’re here for you.”

“A meaningful dream. Mother, I have to find her. She gives me an inexplicable joy, and everytime I see her, it's like she takes away my gloomy days and brightens it with the sunshine of her beauty.” “What you say is nonsense.” Mrs Spielberg shook her head in disbelief. “Son,” She sat on a armchair to meet her son's gaze, “I understand your breakup with Lucy didn't end well. Stop imaginating about some unexisting girl.” Charles shook his head vigorously in disagreement and said, “Unfortunately, if she doesn’t stop appearing in my dreams, I won't be able to stop thinking about her. She has obsessed me with infatuation.” “Then you must be crazy.”

I faster riding him when i heard his moaned, I feel like I’m energized by hearing his moan. When I feel my orgasm was about to come i slowly get up but he pulled me and we exchanged positions and he continue thrusting. When my orgasm come i slowly get sleepy but josh pressed his body too me. “what’s your name” he whispered to my hears. “it’s rose” I said and then I feel asleep. ************ When I woke up josh is still sleeping next too me, I scanned his body and i see his penis standing so I bought my mouth into his penis because I’m curious of its taste because my friends say it’s delicious.

I rubbed my temple to relieve the incoming headache that would most likely affect me throughout the day before exhaling and dropping my hands. “All my life, I dreamt of having the perfect wedding and getting married to someone that loves me. I want a wedding that'll make me feel like the happiest girl in the world. A wedding like those in the fairytales.” “And I'm ready to do that for you. If you want to get married in the most beautiful way possible, I'll do that for you. If you want to get married in the most expensive way ever, I'll do that for you. If you even want to get married on another planet, I'll do that. Just please, save me by marrying me and I promise I'll make you happy until