Romantic Dream Short Story Novels & Stories

There's still plenty of time to come back to them later. See? I tell myself on the ninth day after my return. You don't need him. You already have all of the support you need right here. I rub my hand across my softly rounded belly. We'll make it, sweet one. One way or another. I can almost believe that, at least when I'm awake. Every morning, when I fall into my bed to sleep, I dream of Rafe. Sometimes the dreams are romantic or even sexual - I find myself with Rafe at the river again, or lying on a blanket at the beach, or dancing beneath the stars - and other times they leave me angry or afraid. In one recurring dream I'm in a dance club, trying desperately to find him, and when I finally

Her life was a living nightmare before this man came into her life and became her dream…a dream she was forbidden to even see in her closed eyes but now finally her dream was going to be real and only because of this man who was the ultimate and only love of her being. Removing all the distance between them, she pressed her lips against his and hugged him tightly which he reciprocated instantly. Their dream was finally going to be real. What else they both needed more but they didn't understand at that point that it didn't take much time for a beautiful dream to turn into a painful nightmare….A cruel nightmare which would just not only tore them apart but was going to break their beings.

Jenny 'what he wants to take me on a date, wow this is great he is super hot and if lucky I can finally have sex I have not had sex since a year since I break up with my last boyfriend well he couldn't even satisfy me, I hope he can' Lauren, on the other hand, when sees her reaction of drooling with a fantasy going in her mind he is surprised to see that this officer Jenny is a pervert but he likes it as he won't be alone tonight, but he decides to play with her a little. Lauren "Haha, I am just Joking Officer Jenny I came here so that you could help me register my bike." Hearing Lauren's answer officer Jenny's dream shattered and it looked like she lost her soul but she came back to her ori

Every time I closed my eyes, I would see the look in Roman's eyes when he ran away from me and I would start to cry again. I had no idea what I'd done to make him turn away from me, but I knew I needed to apologies and explain myself. I didn't want things to go back to the way they used to be before I kissed him. As soon as I fell asleep I dreamed about a beautiful, green forest filled with hundreds of flowers. As I reached the centre of the forest I could hear birds singing. Suddenly, a large red deer leaped towards me from the right side and stopped dead in front of me. With a loud squeak of surprise I jumped backwards, falling onto my butt and landing on a soft spot.

“Your dreams… might be for me. I’ve never been with a man. I haven’t kissed any man. I’ve dated men, just once each one.” “Just once?” “I always look for a spark… and there’s always… none. I believed wholeheartedly that any kind of kiss will be perfect for me if it was with someone with whom I share that spark… like what my parents have. A man can attract me… but for the few that I get to go out with, the attraction flies out the window as soon as we start talking.” I can’t help the soft laugh. “Are you complaining to me?” “I’m saying that I know I’m spewing romantic book shit.” She sighs. “But it’s what I’ve been looking for.”

But most of all, she hated that she knew this was all just a dream. Her desire for a happy ending, one filled with love and joy, burned in her chest. She couldn’t let go of the hope that somehow, this dream could become her reality. So, she continued to dream, night after night. Each time, she found herself falling deeper into this strange, beautiful world where the man she couldn’t touch was always by her side.

The bond felt like something that breathed and grew—something that had taken shape and refused to let go of it. I got into bed and pulled the jacket over the covers and the scarf over my shoulder. The scent of him, the ancient stone, our shared breath, and the kiss enveloped me. In my dream, we were standing on the marked rock again. The magic flowed. Raymond’s forehead rested against mine. He kissed me, and this time, the kiss didn’t end. The world grew still and warm, becoming ours—once and for all. The wolf lay quiet. The stone listened. The lines recorded it all.

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. The End

Rosa clutch both of her waist and glare at him. “You were so real in my dream, Rosa. As much as you were just a vision, to be able to hold you, kiss you and show you pleasure in my dream was a gift beyond my wildest imagination. To see how my bride would look like, how beautiful she is inside out made me the happiest man in the world. Grateful to the Gods for gifting me you but again, it is only just a dream. A dream that seems to mock me when I have done so much searching for you here but I couldn’t find you. It’s really odd seeing mates are always found nearby. Not across the world like I have found you and I thought those dreams was mocking me somehow. An illusion and for a long time, I a

In this tender space between sleep and wakefulness, I allow myself to embrace the romantic possibility that awaits me fully. In the dream realm, our connection flourishes, transcending the boundaries of reality. We explore uncharted territories of the heart, weaving a tapestry of love and desire that knows no bounds. The whispered promises and stolen glances become a language of their own, a secret code that only our souls can decipher. As I drift deeper into slumber, I cling to the intoxicating sweetness of our imaginary encounters, cherishing every stolen moment and heartfelt confession. In this ethereal realm, there are no barriers, no uncertainties, only the pure essence of love that bin