Romantic Dream Short Story Novels & Stories

Arabella Pov I know I'm dreaming. I've been coming to the same place in my dreams each time. A huge castle with a long driveway. Beautiful roses spread along with the land. A huge forest. It never really seems like a dream though, more like a memory. Maybe it's the tea Endymion gives me. He always gives me tea when I feel like I'm close to remembering something, since he did say it will help me remember easier. In my dream, I've always been alone. This time, I saw a huge wolf coming out of the forest.

She asked slowly in a whisper like she was with another person, it was just the most weird thing that had ever happened to her, thinking about Ryan was something she can control and wave off her memory but just tonight, she had went to bed earlier after taking the dinner only to fall into that dream that was filled with the both of them. In that dream, he was no longer her escort but this time the man she was badly in love with, they were really drown in love that each seconds was always a moment of romance, in the office, they won't stop professing love and doing all sort of lovey-dovey stuff... Before she could wake up, they had sex, they made love with each other in a night of passion and

“Dear diary, last night the dream was even more incredible than the previous ones, and one of the longest. I wonder if now I can help it and control when to wake up better. And even more, he was the sweetest. Am I doing things right? Is it ok for a lady to allow a man so near her, without… well, I guess in dreamland there are not so many protocols. He promised that we would talk, and I wonder if he is really going to talk about feelings and interests the next time we see each other. Which makes me wonder. What will I do if I can’t get there again? What will I do if I get lost once again?” And then she started the long narrative of the time she spent in the Dreamland the last time. “At least

The sonorous Arabic melody pierced into my sweet, sweet dream and pulled me by my foot out of it. Two days later, I was still dreaming about him, about that day when my heart burst with no hesitation for him. I never got angry at the alarm imposed on me by the estate's mosque because it was around the same time I should be awake if I was to meet my school bus. Well, except today, I groaned out loud, my chest tightened with annoyance. Romeo was just about to kiss me. This was the third time in a row of unsuccessful kiss attempts. We got so close, the stars grew brighter and swirled in the night sky, his eyes found my lips first then he leaned with his and bam! Something or someone dragged me

I was engrossed in the love making session. It was the first time I was making out with a guy I new little about. Rotimi was perfect... His romancing skills were dope. I felt the cold breeze kiss my sensitive skin and it just made me feel better. He was romantically choking me and I coughed. That's when I woke up to the realization and the irritating truth that it was just a mere dream. I was in the same place where the 'beasts' had left a few hours ago. Not that cossy and comfortable bed in the fantasy world.

She nodded and he groaned before releasing into her, her orgasm followed next. They lay on the bed, facing each other. Collin caressed her scar gently as they stared into each other's eyes. “You promised to tell me your story if I let you help me” Kamala broke the silence. “I didn't promise” She glared at him and he chuckled.

I said softly "I love you" he said softly "I love you too, let's bring me first" I said "I bought a dress under the dashboard" he said so I immediately took it and put it on "Aren't they going to ask mama why I'm wearing something different?" I asked incredulously "That's not it" he said with a smile "All right, let's go at midnight so they might be asleep mama, I'll just tell you tomorrow about when we get married" I said "All right" he said and immediately started the car just a few minutes we were at home.

A modern-day woman who takes what she needs and gives what she wants … her words, not mine. I, on the other hand, dream about …. well, let’s just say I dream about something different, something special, the sort of storybook love where two people’s eyes meet and BAM — true love forever. Like a Romeo and Juliet kind of thing — skipping death, of course. Okay … let’s rather say I dreamed about it … in the past …

Kai smiled sleepily, clenching around the cock inside him. “You. Every day. Every night. More of this. And maybe… one day I want to hack the world together. As your equal. As your collared husband.” Damien’s arms tightened possessively around him. “Done. The empire is ours now.” Outside, the city lights glittered like stars. Inside, two broken men had found their perfect, dark salvation. Ninety days had ended. Their real life — chained, collared, and completely in love — had just begun.

Her words were cut short by a deafening explosion. Wayne slammed his fist against the wall until he crumpled to the floor, his cries tearing through the air. "Arden…" The flood of pain and regret drowned him completely. Only then did Wayne realize he might have fallen in love with Arden long ago. Naomi rushed in and, seeing his madness, tried to comfort him. "Wayne, don't panic. Maybe Arden recorded that earlier just to trick you. Maybe she's upset you came to my banquet, so she staged all this on purpose…"