Sweet Dream Novel Novels & Stories

I smiled. I lay down beside Liam, happy about what I had done. Finally, we had a semblance of peace and I knew then that it was a good time for me to take my nap. ******************** DREAMLAND I didn't know where I was but I knew that I wasn't in the hut because for one, the place where I was was very strange. It was something I had never seen in my life before and I wondered where exactly this dream had taken me. The grass was a bit darker here, the sky a bit yellowish, a sickly color that just made my stomach turn anytime I stared at it. The truth was that I didn't want to be here at all but I hadn't brought myself here in the first place which was something I needed to understand.

I reply. "Honey, no man can have a nightmare about a beautiful woman like you. Sleep well," Connor replies, and I blush as he sends me a kiss emoji. I reply goodnight with the same emoji, knowing this is the start of a beautiful relationship between Connor and me. I just hope it lasts and that I do not get hurt.

The intoxicating scent that surrounded him only served to deepen my desire to remain in his arms indefinitely. The next thing I knew, my body sank into the soft, welcoming embrace of my bed's cold, silky sheets, confirming that I was indeed in the sanctuary of my own bedroom. In the haze of sleep, I felt a sensation that I was certain could only be a dream. Both Hunter and Hayden leaned in to press tender kisses upon my lips, one after the other, their gestures of affection filling me with a sense of surreal bliss. With whispered wishes of a good night, they retreated from my room, leaving me to bask in the lingering warmth of their presence, a dreamlike smile gracing my lips as I surrendere

there was this awkward silence between us and the two of us just stared at the lake. Finally he broke the silence..... "Cornelia you're an amazing woman. Incredibly kind and beautiful.... thanks for letting me in" With that he pressed his lips to mine again and suddenly everything went dark. ........................................................................................................................... I stretched my arms and legs as I woke up. This is the best sleep I've had in the past 3 months. It's 12 pm already.... I slept for more than 12 hrs. Oh no..... Oh no..... my dream last night..... Damon...... Oh no....... how can I do this. It's just been 3 months since Matty's deat

Charlotte was once again heaped with insults. Jonathan lay in the hospital room, completely unaware of this. Even though he was unconscious, his forehead was furrowed, as if he was having a nightmare. In his dream, he was experiencing his life with Giselle once again, from their childhood together, to becoming friends and then lovers, to finally breaking up. It was sweet at the beginning and bitter at the end. Jonathan jolted awake and sat up abruptly in bed by the end of it.

Meanwhile, at the Rurik mansion… The darkness of the room dissipated slowly. The energy, once drained, began to return like warm mist upon the skin. Deep in her mind, Susan dreamed. But that dream was not merely a reflection. It was a glimpse. A whisper of what was to come. She was in a field covered with bluish flowers, bathed in a soft light that did not seem to come from the sun. The breeze touched her face with a caress she recognized. It was the scent of Dmitry, mixed with the essence of something newer.

SAMANTHA’S POV I woke up to sunlight burning through my eyelids and Riley’s arm heavy across my waist. For one second, I forgot about everything till it all crashed back. Jake, Nathan, the messages. Someone was watching me. Like? Crazy. “Oh well, I knew I was always a superstar.” I smirk. I carefully lift Riley’s arm and slide out of bed. She stirs but doesn’t wake, just rolls over and buries her face in my pillow.

He takes a deep breath of my scent, humming sweetly, his grip tightening. My heart lurches pleasantly. “Yeah,” I whisper, a strange, sweet knot tying itself in my stomach. For the first time in months, I sleep deeply. No nightmares of being chased in a car. No twisted replays of Daniel's manipulation or Barbara’s slow, agonizing poisons. Just the warmth of the man beside me. The man I’m terrified I might have actually fallen in love with. ****

She pulled her hand away slowly, her wet fingers shining, but she didn't cover herself. "Elena... I was just..." Elena's eyes met hers, a small confident smile tugging at her mouth. "Thinking about me?" She moved closer, her hips swaying slightly. Samantha nodded, unable to speak, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Elena reached the bed, her knee pressing into the mattress as she leaned down, her face inches from Samantha's. The scent of Elena's perfume, made her feel intoxicated and the scent mixing with her own scent made a fresh batch of wetness gush through her legs.