[ Dream (Clay) x Female OC (Eliza) ] What happens when a coder girl gets asked to work on Dream's new minecraft video ❗Warnings❗ •This fic contains mature jokes. •The chapters that contain smut are extra chapters (they're not important to the plot) and will have disclaimers at the beginning so you can freely skip them without missing out on anything. ~~~ Enjoy!🧜🏼♂️

George, Karl, and Darryl have all been growing up in a world that has been overrun by demons. Every human struggles to survive and avoid being subject to live under the demons rule. But what will happen to these humans when they get chosen to be pets for 4 high ranking demons. This story include sexual references, swearing, smut, and angst.

george has a hard time at home, and one night leaves. he's sort of rescued by a stranger on the beach, but it's not long until they become far more than strangers. does contain: swearing, alcohol, smoking, abuse, angst, nsfw and other possible triggers. #9 in stories

༄ Dream is the lead guitarist in a band, George is just a boy who happens to be the one Dream falls for. Little does George know this isn't the first time he's ever encountered the man he will slowly come to love. - tws/cws at the start of each chapter !! :) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED please ask for permission before attempting to repost/ use/ make new works/ with any content from this book. please contact me to discuss further through tiktok - @amymayfarrell_ instagram - @amymayfarrell

"Do you love me? Because you shouldn't." Highest past ranking: #1 in dreamnotfound --- I'm never finishing this sorry lol

Dream is assigned to Prince George as his personal guard, but immediately hates the way George thinks so little of his royal title. Meanwhile, George struggles with his own emotions and is terrified of becoming King because nobody believes that he can lead. He pushes people away and doesn't want to let anyone get close to him because the last time he did, he was left heartbroken, but he slowly finds himself thinking about Dream more and more. George grew stiff, not wanting to address the situation earlier. He scoffed. "What is this, a costume party?" "No," the man spoke. "I just don't ever take the mask off. Not even for you." "Is that any way to talk to a prince?" He glared. "You're just another employer, don't think that means you have my respect." They had barely met for a minute and he was already getting under George's skin. He clenched his fists hard, digging his nails into his palms, trying to stop a possible overheated first conversation. "Well, at least tell me your name" "Dream. You can call me Dream."