Sweet Dreams Kristen Ashley Novels & Stories

He said and then disappeared behind the door. Ashley's gaze shifted to the sleeping Alex. She moved closer to him. "Wow! He looks like an innocent baby" She thought as she watched him sleep. Crouching on the floor beside him, she brought her face closer to his. "He looks more familiar now" She arched her eyebrow. Her eyes shifted to his lips and she trailed her finger on his lower lips. Her heart was beating fast now and she felt a tingling sensation in her stomach. Slowly, his eyelids blinked and his eyes fluttered open. She was still oblivious to the fact that he was awake. She pinched his lips, it was soft.

By inhaling the scent of Kelsea starwberry shampoo I fell asleep. I heard, the sound outside is very noisy. "Mommy ... mommy ... mommy ..." I rubbed my eyes. And saw Kelsea still asleep. Gerald fell asleep too. "Mommy ... mommy ... mommy .." I heard Asher's voice crying. I tried to get up, and just realized I was still naked. Asher's voice cried even louder. I shake Gerald's body. "Gerald, take the crying boy. I'm still naked." Gerald stretched out. Now Verena's loud voice.

He always felt that his world was shrouded in darkness, and whenever that beam of light shone, he would try to hold on to it but no matter how much he tried, it would always disappear as soon as it appeared. He was on the verge of giving up on life and just letting the darkness consume him, but every time he thought about it, there seemed to be this sweet voice by his side that always whispered in his ears. It was sweet and encouraging and every time Ashton heard from it, he always found himself pushing through the darkness, even if he was being teased by the only source of light in his life. Ashton looked at Maya and felt that it was the most beautiful and hypnagogic dream he has ever had.

Call me alpha or whatever, I don’t care. Room 3. I opened the door and revealed our class with almost 45 people. Everyone glimpse at my way as I walked and sat down my chair. “Hey Alpha...” a giggly voice echoes in my ears. Just Trixie. “Hey...” I answered back. She looked at me with wonder. “Did you get enough sleep? Your face looks horrible...” “It’s my face...” I answered back. “By the way, why is everyone so excited?”

I still had my parents and I felt I had more friends but still, she gets the men as usual. "Damn you Chrissy!" I hissed. My forehead creased when I saw the caller. I mumbled a bad word. (CHRISTINA) I moaned and stretched my body. I had a nice dream. I dreamt that Trevor woke me up and he was holding a bunch of flowers. He had his usual sexy grin as he looked at me. I smiled and purred like a cat before opening my eyes slowly. Hello my beautiful sleepyhead." Trevor said huskily as he stared at me lovingly.

The fire crackled, the only sound in the room. She leaned her head against the hearth, her eyes drifting shut, but I could tell she wasn’t asleep. “You talk in your sleep,” I said suddenly, the words slipping out before I could stop them. Her eyes opened, narrowing slightly. “I do not.” “You do,” I said, smirking. “Something about fire and ash. And vengeance.” Her cheeks flushed faintly, and she looked away, muttering something under her breath. “What was that?” I asked, leaning forward slightly.

She found a white one with a small bow at the left side of the waist and a semi-sweetheart detail with a thigh-high slit. “Excuse me, can I get that dress?” Arya asked a sales assistant that was close by and pointed at the dress. The sales assistant who Arya knew as Debby due to her name tag, rolled her eyes silently before turning to face Arya with an obvious fake smile. “I'm sorry but the dresses placed on the display aren't for sale, you'd have to pick another one,” Debby said briefly. “Why? Is there something wrong with the dress?” Arya’s previously happy air plunged into darkness when she heard the news.

Her eyes welled in tears and she repeated it’s just a dream. Hector is sleeping next to her with no more worries, she doesn’t want to wake him so Ashley got down from the bed. She thought eating something sweet might change her mood so she made her way to the kitchen that midnight. She heard nothing but her footsteps, breath, and the oozing window through the windows in that silent house.

melodic laughter invaded Ashlyn’s hearing making her stare at the person that she was dreaming about. “I am not here to impress you.” Ashlyn sighed irritatedly. “But you did, my beloved mate.” the person that she was dreaming of showed itself and Vladimir was smiling lovingly at her. Ashlyn blushed since Vladimir was totally beautiful and she was always mesmerized. “Shut up! And Why you’re in my dream? Gosh, so irritating even here.” Ashlyn tried to hide her blushing cheeks but she was totally failing.

] [God, I miss you. Burrowing under his thin blanket, cheek pressed to his pillow, Wendy fell into the deepest sleep she’d had in days. She dreamed of him here—on this very bed, his hands pinning hers, his mouth claiming hers in a kiss that seemed to last forever. Morning light revealed a figure beside her. Wendy rubbed her eyes, convinced sleep still held her. "...Asher?" She scrambled up, only for iron arms to drag her back down. "Missed you too much," he murmured into her hair. "Drove all night."