Strange The Dreamer Series Novels & Stories

“Laurel—my Laurel—disappears mysteriously while traveling. We’re told she was in an accident. Nobody found it. Just a burned-out car and some clothes.” I froze. She leaned in. Only moments passed before you appeared. Claiming to be her. She carried her physical appearance and behavioral traits yet lacked her true spirit. I shook my head in disbelief but she continued her argument. “I hired someone,” she said. “Private investigator. He’s been tracking your movements. You slipped up, sweetheart. Left a trace. You were in Louisiana. Under another name.” My legs failed and I collapsed onto the bed's edge. “I didn’t mean to—”

He had to get the rest of her, they were seventeen now and he couldn’t wait for them to turn eighteen if he could actually do the things he wanted to her. The things they dreamed about. He had studied things purposely to please his mate, along with his brother of course. Ife sat in history class distracted by her thoughts until the subject spoke of Alpha Princess Fallon from the past. This was the same person the school was named after. The more she learnt of her the weirder her dreams became, almost like she was living out her life. The most cruel one was of the little girl snatching her heart out of her chest. On the last day, everything made sense!

"If you didn't spill this water I definitely see his face this time but you, I said pointing towards my wet t-shirt" Well from my childhood I see weird dreams on my birthday. Everytime darkness come in any form surround me and then this boy come , take me out of it. But the weird thing is I never see his face. I might sound like crazy but it's obvious to get curious about the thing you see everytime on fix days and person. Initially i didn't tell abut this to anyone thinking that they might think of me stupid but when I tell Lilly , she started fascinating about it. Sometimes she wake me up and sit down with a diary to note down details . She is crazy.

Thanks. Chloe rolled her eyes and went home. Liam didn't come over until after she had gone to bed. He had sent her a message saying he was working on some follow-up, something for something she didn't care, and would be late. She had fallen asleep and began to dream that she was at the edge of the window in Mr. Kawasaki's office looking down. She could make out Mr. Kawasaki on the ground far below, and Heather was in his arms. They were in a pool of their own blood on top of a perfect sheet of unshattered glass snuggled together like lovers.

“If I knew, I would fix it. I can’t stop getting enough blood. I feel like a bus ran over me. Literally, I feel like I was hit by a bus. Those dreams were so real, so powerful, and I can’t shake them, Alex. I never, ever, have had anything feel like this before. I woke up a pool of sweat and took a shower once already. I feel like a wreck, and all I can do is think about Amber.” “Wow, Dom, that is crazy. I didn’t realize that. I don’t think I have ever heard you say anything about dreaming before.” “No, I hadn’t. I had this vision, which sucked a lot of energy from me. I then fell asleep, which just became a trap. I was stuck in a wonderfully, erotic, real, intense, and I don’t have the word

She giggled at the thought. And Shean finally released the burning heat of lust throughout her being. There seems to be a mysterious and blazing emotion that motivates her to release her screaming desire. She raised one arm to his nape and quickly pulled the man against her. On tiptoed, she gently draws near her lips to the stranger, who was for a moment has hesitation.

I can't wait to finally ride on a plane and have adventures with my sister and cousins, something that had been impossible until now. I hadn’t had any of my dreams since arriving at Stevie’s; I was really starting to miss my dream guys. I know it sounds silly, but Nico and Kai made me feel so alive. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, Nico wasn’t my only dream sex god. I had another god-like man in my dreams. His name is Kai, and he is just as yummy as Nico. I had been trying to dream of each of them for the past two nights, but it was like they weren’t at home, which had never happened before. I was a little worried, to be honest.

I handed it back to him without looking at him. “There,” I said, trying to sound indifferent, as if this was just another regular moment in my day. “I’ll call you,” he promised, his smile almost mischievous as I turned to leave. “And I’m Evan by the way” he called out,But I didn’t feel like I was walking away from a stranger anymore.

Her fingers immediately stilled beneath my palm, though I could still feel the tension lingering there. "Don't think too much about it." She turned to me so quickly that the movement caught me by surprise. Disbelief spread plainly across her face, her brows lifting as though she couldn't believe those words had actually come out of my mouth. "How can I? How can I not think about it when I keep having weird dreams." The concern that settled inside me was immediate. My brows slowly pulled together as I searched her face. "Dreams about what?" "I keep seeing strange people. I don't know who they are, but they still feel familiar. I think I might be connected to them."

It’s an awkward thing on me being worried too much to a woman whom I never met and known. “What the hell I’m doing. It’s an awkward thing on me being worried too much to a woman whom I never met and known in my life. Damn! Why would I waste my time helping a totally stranger woman.” He whispered and he stood up and was about to leave when a doctor came out from the room where the woman they helped was. “ Mr. Richard the woman you brought here is stabled now and out of danger. She is still unconscious due to the trauma she had been in her head. But don’t you worry I assure you that she will regain her consciousness within twenty four hours.” the doctor said.