Novel & Cerita Strange The Dreamer

I opened the room door which had a big sticker of twenty-nine pasted on it and to my greatest surprise, I saw a guy lying on his stomach, watching a movie or so. It dawned on me that he watching porn when I heard the weird sounds coming from his laptop. He hadn't noticed my presence since he was very engrossed, so I quietly stepped out of the room and let out a big sigh of frustration. So this was my new roommate? Great! Just what I needed!

She asked and they stared at her confusedly "How do you mean?" Amma questioned. "I don't know, I just keep having this strange dream that someone always sleeps and cuddle me at night, I thought maybe it was my imagination not until it kept repeating itself". she said. " Really? You don't know who the person is?" Lucy asked and Maya tossed her head. "That's strange". Linda said. " I don't think that is strange, it is not your imagination or a dream". Andrea said and turned to her.

I murmured. He stared at me with confusion on his face. "Why don't you leave me alone? I don't want you in my dreams. Go away," I said closing my eyes. "Stop haunting me," I murmured it many times like it was my mantra and slowly drifted to sleep. The opening sound of the door woke me up. I slowly got up and Rima was in front of me, holding a food tray. She gave me a soft smile then the realization hit me where I was. I abruptly got up and she was beside me in a second.

"What is your first name? If I may ask. ¨My name is Lara, Doctor" "Beautiful name, Lara....so what can I do for you today?" "Well....i...i keep having these strange dreams and....i have a feeling that somebody's watching me with bad intent!....my boyfriend thinks I'm crazy....i don't know what to do anymore Doctor, i can't sleep anymore....i...i need help, I NEED YOU!" She says with a cute lttle pout. Dear Lord....now what?

Ah, this may be a dream, I had a dream, well a strange dream that drives me crazy. "Esme-" "Stop! I'm just dreaming, I have to wake up, this is just a flower sleep. Oh God, show me the way back to my room. Please wake me up, I want to wake up!" I screamed like crazy. This place is quiet, no one hears me, and no one comes to me.

.. .. .. .. #Skylar P. O. V The specks of sunlight seep through the curtains as they hit my poor face. I hate mornings. Whoever invented mornings I hate them. I'm not a morning person I'm more of a night person. Its probably because I get to sleep and dream. Speaking of dreams... I had the strangest dream last night. I dreamt I was kidnapped and sold to a hot mafia leader. I mean what kind of crazy dream is that I mean my mom would ne-

Lifting my gossamer gown slowly above my thighs I looked down to see wetness there, a wetness that did not come from the stream. Sticky, with a hint of arousal. Sudden realization dawned and I shook my head in denial. It can't be, but I knew that it could and is. But why would my mate instill fear in me, and why hadn't anyone told me that the time was near? Granted it can come at anytime and sometimes without warning. Is that why I've been seeing the strange man in my dreams? But who was he? I know most of my people and he did not look like anyone I've ever met. Besides, in my dreams he seems much darker than my kind who happens to be fair.

Riya's POV I was having a very dream and I saw that I was alone in the home and he came looking for me and he tried to... rape me. I kept telling him to go away and leave me alone but he kept coming towards me looking at me with lustful eyes which were travelling all over my body making me feel as if I didn't have many clothes on my body. I shank away from him and then he touched me with his dirty hands. I screamed and pushed him with full might. He stumbled a bit but then he laughed at me. You know, I want you... I have already told you about it. I have a few fantasies which I want to fulfil with you. I want you to...

Elise With the help of my phone navigator, I was able to get to the address without much hassle. However, the area was secluded to my liking. It was dark and quite. If someone murdered a person, no one will be able to tell. I tried not let the quiteness and darkness get to me as I furthered my way towards the shop with the 'Devine Automibe' written at the top. The transparent door was conciously locked that I almost thought the place is vacant until it was abruptly opened. An elderly man's face surfaces.

My dream had passed and the hope of finally seeing my stranger's face today was now gone. For as long as I can remember, I have had the same dream, it almost haunts me. It's always the same. Laylan with her long, pure white hair hanging to the small of her back, tucked behind her pointed ears, opening her perfect face and her high cheekbones that accented her large bright eyes, her left eye of dark, emerald green and her right of deep, royal blue. She's always standing on the cliff-side peering out on a land I had never seen. Artimous; a beautiful, white unicorn; and Greagan; the leader of the elves; would always join her looking exactly the same every time. Their appearance was always the s