My Dreams, His Reality Novelas e Histórias

The dreams are vivid, transporting me to a world where we are together, where his presence fills every corner of my existence. But as the dream fades and reality comes crashing back, a pang of longing grips my heart. I want him in my life, not just in my dreams. I yearn for his touch, his laughter, his warmth. I wish to bridge the gap between us, to turn the fantasy into reality. It's a dangerous game I'm playing, weaving a web of emotions around someone who may never know how I feel. Yet, I can't help but hold onto the hope that someday, somehow, our paths will cross in a way that goes beyond the boundaries of dreams.

My dream is over and now I'm awake. ... ...

Only as perfect as it might be, even if there wasn’t one single thing she could fault, the best Brianna could come up with as his mouth moved over hers was that it wasn’t her perfect. Dreams were dangerous. Dreams let you inhabit a world that didn’t exist—let you savor and taste what you’d never had, what didn’t or couldn’t exist. Because, as adept and proficient as his kiss was, no matter how she tried to go with it, no matter how she closed her eyes and attempted to relish this moment, the reality of it didn’t match up to her dreams.

Every time he wake up at this point, his mood can't calm down for a long time. The protagonist in the dream is always him and Mary Kinson, always in a fog, and suddenly lost the figure of Mary Kinson. He opened the address book with his fingertips and stopped at the number of his girlfriend . Hesitated for a while, but called. But as before, the phone prompt is turned off. It is said that dreams are opposite to reality, but why did dreams lose Mary Kinson, but reality is still the same. Richard lifted the quilt and got out of bed, changed into white casual clothes and went out in the middle of the night.

his voice had dropped a little and a husky edge had crept into it. Suddenly, I was completely certain that this man was my Morpheus. “I think you dreamed it, sir.” I said without changing my tone. I watched as his face fell a little before I allowed the smile that I tried to keep hidden to creep onto my face. “But, with you I never know what is dream and what is reality. For you were in my dreams, but I believe that I was in your reality.” I saw relief cross his face and he reached for my hand. I took his in mine and squeezed it gently.

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!

Let’s go have fun” His dad ushered him to move along. “Dad, can I ask you a question?” “Yeah, sure son. What is it?” His dad responded. “I’ve been having these bad dreams lately. Why am I having these scary dreams?” shyly, he asked. His father stopped walking and fell silent. Melo turned his head up and looked at him. “Hmm. I am not sure how to answer your question, son. Dreams just appear out of nowhere, you know? They are just pigments of our imagination. A form of way to remind us that the brain never stops working even as we close our eyes” His dad answered.

" - - - - Saturday evening was so bored and quiet, having dinner with Joachim was worse. He paid less or no attention to her, his earphone blocking literally his hearing and his cell phone distracting his sight, that Mareili felt he wasn't even there at all. She had to rush her meal, leaving him and rushing to take her bath. After bathing, Mareili sat on the porch as she watched weak sun disappear into the horizon. The clouds rumbled, and for some reason Mareili thought the rain and the sun were fighting for dominance over the earth, this was what her mother made her believe whenever the rain threatened to fall and the Sun refused to vanish. When the sky turned grey, and the horizon released

All in one catch, he needed to look after Andrea, who also pleads to go with him but taking the separate dorm for the female students. “Everything of that nightmare is gone, let’s start anew.” As he convinces himself shaking his head in disbelief for the crazy thoughts and dreams, he had and repeating, ever since that night on the cruise. “It ended. It already did.” He added, assuring himself that his nightmare will only manifest in his dream and will never be in his reality. “How about, we keep this one open, for now?”

separating us from the reality that could hurt us. At the end of the day, our fantasies will come to an end. And reality will invade, pulling us back and making us realize that no matter how good or enchanting our dream may be, it is bound to end. Just like this fairytale of mine. For days, I believed that someone like him could really fall in love with me. It's a dream...a fantasy maybe. Last night marked the end of it. “W-What? What are you saying, baby?” he asked. He looked at me with panicking eyes.