7 Dream Novels & Stories

Before I succumb to sleep, he places a kiss to my forehead and lets me know that he will be heading to his study to work more on the witch issue. As wonderful as the past several hours have been under Damon's body and embrace, the dreams that come to me now are not so much. They're vivid like my future dreams, but something is screaming at me, like something's seriously off. Blood, smoke, and death invades my nostrils. The smell is so putrid that I lose the contents of my stomach immediately. Standing before me is a group of seven people. They look completely normal at first, but then their appearance shifts and glimmers, and I see their true, gruesome forms.

she whispered quietly as she looked around the room. The curiosity and concern overwhelmed me as I looked at my longtime friend. I leaned in close to her and asked just as quietly, “What is it?” “Well,” she began taking another look around the room before continuing. “I have been having dreams as well but not of Laylan, or unicorns, or fairies, or anything like that. I always thought that maybe I just had multiple personalities and the other happened to be a man named Daemon. But recently, I have been dreaming dreams as if they were his memories or something,” she stopped and looked at me.

Aria woke up to a disturbing dream that had plagued her that night. Her alarm had not gone off yet and the colors of the sky seemed to change as she stared aimlessly through her window. Golden shafts shooting upwards from the sun. The dream. It wasn't so much of a bad dream but it wasn't exactly a good one either, especially not at the time. It would complicate things because you see, the dream was about Jacob. An erotic sensual phantasm of her and her new boss. It had been a fairly long time since Aria had had a wet dream and so this bothered her. Flashes of pictures, memories of the dream flared all over eyes, burned through her mind as she struggled to keep him off her thoughts.

ADA **Three Weeks Later** I found myself drifting in a dream, surrounded by a somewhat unreal landscape of white and shadow. It was an unusual feeling, like floating in an empty void, waiting for something to happen. And then, suddenly, a woman appeared before me. She was stunningly beautiful, with a face that glowed with an inexplicable intensity. Even though I knew it was a dream, I couldn't help but feel awestruck by her presence. It was as if she was imbued with a power beyond anything I had ever seen.

Manolo said. “A blue dream,” muttered Nuri. “It’s an imaginary dream.” “That's right. The blue dream is the Imaginary dream, the dreamer's fantasy. The yellow dream is the Realistic dream, the real thing that happens in reality.” I looked down at Shae. “The Queen wants to kill us every day, so she has this imaginary dream at night, right?” Shae understood me and nodded happily. “She only shares her dreams with people she trusts. She likes you,” Manolo said.

They are both on fire when Dream calls her mom. "Why are you taking so long, Mom?" Dream asked walking towards Kenzo's room. Yara pushes Kenzo exactly when the door opens. He falls directly to his bed. "Come on, Mom, I'm sleepy." Dream said pulling her mom. "Goodnight, Dad." Dream said. "Night, kitten. Can't I really sleep with you?" Kenzo asked still hoping that Dream would let him but she has the same answer. Yara giggles seeing Kenzo's defeated face. "Night, love." Yara said and Kenzo only nods. Kenzo sleeps hugging his pillow.

It was going to be a long trip. Brandon Pov Dreams. More like terrors. Ever since I was little, I have been experiencing dreams that would feel so real to me only for me to Dreams came to me in and out, but only one of them left thoughts in my head as I was getting dressed the next morning. In my dream, I saw smoke all around me. I was in a clearing of some sort and the sky was red. Dead bodies of my mate Harmon, friends, and family were scattered all around me. I saw Jasmine, who was in a white dress, radiating so much power from her. Much stronger than I had ever felt from her. She turned around and smiled at me, her hazel eyes turning purple as she merged with her wolf. I tried walking to

Martha sat up with me. "What is wrong?" She asked me "I just had a dream about Seven" I said sobbing. "He, he,he is not OK" I said pointing out the reason for my tears. "It's just a dream." She said, sounding like she had seen Seven. "No, it's not, I know what I saw, he is not OK and I am leaving" I said standing from the mate where I was sleeping. "You can't leave," she said, sounding a little annoyed.

A thousand words to describe the depths of her thoughts, her hopes, and the emotions that welled up within her. Ethan, a bright and imaginative seven-year-old, had recounted his dream with wide-eyed excitement. After he had spoken of seeing a version of himself in a world where he had a brother. The dream had struck a chord within Ashley, igniting a sense of longing and curiosity she hadn't felt before. She marveled at Ethan's ability to envision a sibling, a companion who would accompany him on the journey of life.

Destiny said collapsing on the chair opposite him. "Well, that's not too bad. So tell me how can I help?" Dr Connery said smiling. Destiny wiped her forehead with her hand and gave him an apologetic look. "Can you tell me something about dreams?" "Dreams? What sort of dreams?" Destiny took a deep breath," you might think I am crazy but I had a very vivid dream...about three kids trying to run away from their crazy dad. It felt so real. I felt as if I was there. And Alpha Jake was there, though he was a young boy." She rambled on, unaware that the doctor was staring at her transfixed.