What The Wives In My Dreams Are Real นิยาย & เรื่องราว

My estranged wife could pass for a gangster, but I loved her just that way, until I wasn’t good enough for her. I took my thoughts away from what had gone and focused on my present situation, it was filled with uncertainty and weird dreams. Dreams of someone whose heart lies elsewhere! Elsa Williams had been showing up in my dreams lately, and it was starting to bother me. At first I didn’t read much meaning to it, but now the intensity of the dreams has increased. I could barely close my eyes without seeing her, it was like we were connected in a weird way. My phone chimed, and I checked the screen.

Before she could finish, I cut her off "I don't think so!" She then interrupted me to finish what she was saying. "Yes, we are, it's only our souls who are here, not our bodies… We witches can connect with others that we don't know where to find through their dreams, but it doesn't reveal their locations … It's more like a dream… a real dream." "Okay… I got the dream part." I told her, "but still can't get what you mean by describing the dream as a real one…" "The real dream part means that whatever happens here will happen to us in real life." She explained, but her explanation did nothing but freak me out.

“You’re right. It only happens one in a million. Are you sexually satisfied?” I glared at her. “What kind of question is that? Of course, I am. I don’t think that’s the case. Before Ryden and I were together, I could answer your question with no. Right now, these dreams start to make me feel bad about my relationship. What’s wrong with me? Who’s sick psycho would do such a thing to me?” “For a powerful woman, you seem helpless with dreams. You need protection. Sometimes, a powerful being can visit you in your dream or make it look like you are dreaming, but it happens in real life. Even an ordinary being who knows how to cast a dream spell can do that to you.”

I rested my back on the pillow and sat upright "Why do I keep having weird dreams, Ava？"I muttered as I hit my hand on my forehead. I thought I was getting married to Dyrus and my father was alive, it was all a dream "You should stop stressing yourself and please inform your husband about your current situation. There is a high possibility that you may lose your children or life if you continue being reckless" She said and I laughed at myself Husband？ We are not married but yet I am pregnant with his children. He does not even claim the children as his or have any sympathy before he threw me out of the house but I don't wish to lose my precious babies, I have to be extra careful.

- This she-wolf is my mate, that's why I dream about her, - he kept his eyes on me, - And she sleeps in you, that's why you see her. What a twist. No, I understood in my gut that these were not simple dreams ... but that these were night meetings of two wolves ... I did not expect. As I pondered his words, Reed asked: - How do you see this dream? Whose eyes? - His - I did not understand the question. - From the side? - Well, yes, - I shrugged my shoulders, - What? It is important? "I don't know," I thought he was lying. - And such dreams ... do all couples dream? I asked. It would be nice to have instructions for such a case.

He ushered us to sit down. " How is my wife, doctor? " Gideon asked. " Well, your wife is fine but, we think she's undergoing something beyond science. " He said. " I... I don't think I understand what you mean. " He took a deep breath, then he started. " We just discovered that your wife is locked up in her dreams. She's in a different world and she's fighting for a way to come out. " He explained. " Can't you do something about it? "

I nestled into his chest, allowing his warmth to replace the cold shivers from my nightmare—the images fading from my memory. "You've been having these dreams a lot recently." "It's just a bad dream and nothing more. I've always had them," I replied, although the truth was, my dreams have seemed more like reality the past few months as if I was living two lives. My husband's arms tightened around me, and he planted a soft kiss on my head. "I'll be right here to chase them away with you. As I soaked up the love and warmth he gave me, our alarms began to blare out. "Jackson, we're under attack," I said in fear, body tensing.

Staring into his stunning blue eyes, which revealed no emotion, I couldn't help but notice his tall, masculine figure—undeniably handsome and attractive. Despite his physical perfection, I hesitated to accept him as my husband. In my dreams, the man who claimed that role held me with warmth and tenderness, his gaze filled with affection. The contrast between those dreams and the current reality was stark.

Unable to stay mad at his wife but refusing to give her the satisfaction of getting ahead of him again, Tynan pretended to be inconsolable. From above the heavens, the creator of the G-phone's mysterious system smirked and stretched her hand out. "Pay up!" the Goddess of the Red Thread smirked. Love wasn't dead and she could prove it. The other Gods clicked their tongues in discontent but couldn't argue with it. The goddess won the bet fair and square. It didn't matter if they tempted the couple with money, prestige or other desires, Tynan walked away from every single one of them. It didn't matter if they removed Laura's memories, she still found her way back to him. Their love was genuine