Untamed Dreams Novels & Stories

She grins and says, "We're going to find our own dreams! It'll be a scavenger hunt of sorts - we'll each search for something that represents our dream. We'll go to different parts of the city and look for clues. And at the end of the day, we'll meet up and share our findings. Samantha's proposal is met with enthusiasm from the group. They decide to split up and go in different directions, each looking for clues to their own dreams. Andrew heads to the art museum, the newlyweds go to the botanical garden, and Samantha walks around the city. As they explore, they notice things they never would have seen before. They find inspiration in unexpected places, and they feel alive with possibility.

What in the name of the spirits is happening. "Xander." Amanda's voice echoed at the back of my head. "What do you want from me?" He screamed. "Xander." Blue pearls s voice followed. Their voices kept echoing to the point that hw thought he was going crazy "Go away." He screamed not knowing what exactly he should say. Just then the door screeched open Daniel entered and he woke up from whatever delusional dream that was... thank goodness it's just a dream. Meanwhile back at the moonlight pack, A document had just be dropped that a certain pack had staged war between them and the moonlights and it was still about this cringe thing of merging and becoming the beta.

I corrected, pressing my lips again, not wanting to add that I was the defect in my parents’ children. He laughed again, shaking his head. “Adilene’s been closed for many years, and yet you found a better way to make it -” “Profitable?” Aiden snorted. Teddy creased his forehead. “Alive again, son.” He nodded as if agreeing to something only he could hear. “I was about to say alive.” He muttered sadly, and then he turned to Susan. “If you want to visit the place, you can go there tomorrow. I’ll be busy this week.”

“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

As he navigated through the dream home, Xender's son encountered a young girl who emanated a familiar energy, a sense of connection that transcended time and space. This girl, his dream sister, possessed an inherent understanding of him that surpassed mere words. Their bond felt unbreakable, as if they had shared a lifetime of experiences together, even though they had never met in the waking world. In this extraordinary dream realm, Ethan and Xender's eldest son traversed parallel lives, glimpsing into alternate realities where their familial connections diverged. Through these mirrored dreams, they experienced the joy of siblinghood and the profound love that binds brothers and sisters tog

His name is Tano, and he dreams of water — water that screams. And in his dreams, a girl with silver eyes walks toward him. She calls his name. ---

“Oh god, you have no idea I've touched myself again and again to the thought of having an orgy with so many girls. But I've never had the chance to explore with anyone.” “Well now is your chance, baby. We will take good care of you tonight.” Dream spoke. “Touching myself and imagining an orgy of beautiful women was truly what kept me sane during those years of running in my village. Till I came here a found this crew. They've kept me grounded ever since, letting me explore their bodies as I please. And now we would do the same to you.” “You deserve it baby, you've earned it,” Celestine whispered. The air in the attic felt thicker. Their scents surrounded me. The knowledge that they were alre

Vaccaro I sat straight up in my bed and ran my hand down my face. I had been having that same dream now for almost three weeks. It starts with my Uncle Vincent and me walking in town. We run into a very pretty woman, and she and my uncle have a fight. It then jumps to him and me as we sneak into a house that I have never seen. The same woman is there. Again they fight, and she leaves into another room. I hear a door slam, and my uncle follows her. I hear screaming and crying, and then my uncle walks out, and we leave. I have no reason for me to keep having this dream. My uncle has been dead now for close to 500 years. He challenged my father for the throne and lost. I have no ide

His very impressive erection. No wonder it made me feel hot the moment I opened my eyes. Like wet hot. It surprised me because I am what you would normally call, ‘untouchable’. Seriously. I am proudly a member of SNBTVM - the Society for Never-Been-Touched Virgin Maidens. Yeah, like that group of people actually exists. Anyway, guess I am that sexually frustrated in my mid twenties age huh? Probably that’s why I am having this kinky, weird dream. I can’t help it though. These past few months had been so busy.

he tapped the sides of his Tankard and the bartender hurried to make arrangements for the order. And Mr. Mateo was still speaking. "I want us to make a toast... A toast to the unwanted dead. at least, my wish had been granted, my prayers have been heard" The drinks arrived and Mr. Mateo stood on his feet. "Cheers to the death of Elena Domerio!!" He yelled lifting his Tankard up to the air. The men does the same too and there was a thunderous bang of... "CHEERS!!!". Just then, The clouds rumbled, the rain beat faster upon the thatched roofs and a lightening struck...