Blank Dream Novels & Stories

She rolled on the huge bed with a wide gray blanket spread over her body. The light in the room rained on her beautiful face though it was not morning the brightness of the room said otherwise. She rolled her fragile body to the end of the bed with her eyes still closed. Her black long hair covered her face. She struggled for a while before she was able to open that eyes of hers and clear the sleep off her sight. She scanned the room, the white curtains, the white sofa, and the full-length glass window that displays a very beautiful view of the city were not in line with the familiar things in her mind records.

Sun sank lower in the sky, the light of day draining away, giving way to the velvety dark of night, crickets chirping, dusky, colours subdued in the fading light, the first buzz of mosquitoes, street lights click on, day winding down, the first star in the night sky, short June darkness, the air became cooler, evening landscape, twilight had fallen, the sharp shadow of the lamppost had faded into the dark of the sidewalk, fading light, only the faintest of light shone through the leaves, soon it grew dark, darkening sky, a close silence in the dim evening light. The first thing she thought about was... "Hope..." she murmured and Ryan somehow heard it as he took a sip of his coffee saying, "W

She didn’t want to think about what he was, but Emma wanted to walk into dreams and control magic. Emma had seen village elders use magic but had none of her own. Daniel wanted to surprise Emma that night. With a snap of his fingers he brought the door out, and he snuck into one of her dreams, but when he opened the door, he found the small village was quiet. He heard the roar of a blaze, it didn’t take him long to figure out what he was looking for. Daniel could smell the smoke as he ran. “Emma!” he screamed not caring what a noise he made or who might see him.

Bloom pov I looked around the plain field with daisies surrounding me . I was expecting to find myself in a circle of flames but I'm not . I guess I'm lucid dreaming again . This is the worst time to be in a trance or maybe this time I'm completely dead . "Not you again ,"I whine when a flash of white smoke burns before my eyes . A silhouette of a womanly figure appears before my eyes and then within a split second her body finally materializes into flesh . She doesn't smile at me tenderly instead she gives me a pursed look .

I desperately deny and he rolls his eyes, gets up and points the gun at my belly “do it if you don't want me to shoot you and then fuck you while you bleed to death...” my eyes widen and I do what he says, I slowly take off what's left of my clothes, I walk to the bed and get on, he does own and follows me, sits on top of me and blurts out

I flopped back unto the chair like a rag doll. Damn! I was messed up now. I picked up my phone and winced at the bright light that hit my eyes. What! The time said 13 midnight. But that can't be right, so I shook my head to clear the cobwebs, but that just made me dizzy. Everywhere was spinning. I tried standing up again, but slipped and fell. I cackled gleefully. This was hilarious. I decided to lay on the floor and blacked out thereafter. ***********

As much as I’m sad to close this chapter, I know it’s time for me to move on to new beginnings. But don’t worry—there are still stories I’m excited to share! If you enjoyed Blinded Dreams, I encourage you to check out the prequel, Dreams Come True. It tells the beautiful and unique love story of Sabrina and Travis, where Sabrina first sees Travis in her dreams. Their journey is heartwarming and full of surprises, and I’m sure you’ll love it as much as I loved writing it. Additionally, if you’re into fantasy, my bestselling novel Third Chance Mate is something you won’t want to miss. It’s a world of adventure and magic, and it holds a special place in my heart.

“They were not there, of course. Nor did I see anyone watching the place. The same thing at your dorm. Apparently, the xenorians are content to wait for you to show up at Brennan Field.” Leesa leaned back in her chair, disappointed but not surprised. “What about you?” Dominic asked. “Did you dream?” Leesa nodded. “Yeah, I did.” She described her dream in as much detail as she could recall. The beginning was easy, but the further she got into her vision, the more difficult it became to describe things clearly. She did the best she could. “I don’t like it,” Dominic said when she was finished. “The second half of your dream is too vague and unclear. You know what that means, I believe.”

I'm embarrassed and ashamed at the same time, I'm kidnapped and locked in the darkroom, don't know from how many days and to ease my fear I'm fantasizing right now about Blake. Are these effects of drugs or my body is missing him? [Next POV: 'Blake' in Chapter 69

SLUMBER AND A DREAM Amanda's mind slipped into the depths as she slept, the veil between reality and dreams growing thin. In the ethereal realm of her subconscious, a dark and unsettling presence lingered. As she wandered through the corridors of her own mind, an eerie sensation washed over her, sending shivers down her spine. A sense of impending doom loomed in the air, casting a pall over her surroundings.