Bottom Dream Novels & Stories

When I say, 'My bed will comfort me, my couch will ease my complaint,' Then You scare me with dreams and terrify me with visions... Job 7:13-14 The rustling outside of our tent wakes me. Supposedly, there's no wild beast out here, but I check on my four girls. They're sound asleep. For a moment I sit listening, then as soon as I start to lie back down the rustling starts again. I call Malika. Groggy she answers, "Hey Jade. What's up?"

Exhausted and frustrated, she finally decided to get some rest, hoping that sleep would bring clarity. That night, she was plagued by unsettling dreams. The shadowy realm of Nyxterra reappeared in her sleep, its endless twilight sky and eerie silence wrapping around her like a shroud. In the dream, she wandered through the desolate landscape, calling out for Elias, but the shadows swallowed her voice, leaving her isolated and lost.

The longest, loudest yawn she’d ever done. Her eyelids were so heavy now, but how could that be? How could you fall asleep when you were already dreaming? She remembered something they’d covered in school the previous Halloween. About a writer and one of his poems, about dreams within dreams, but she hadn’t really been paying attention and couldn’t for the life of her recall his name.

I feel so exhausted that shortly after watching a movie that catches my attention, my eyelids close and I fall into deep sleep. I wake up out of nowhere, my eyes squinting in madness and almost jumping up, which ends up causing the tormenting pain to return to my chest with lightning speed. The bad dream of Greece formed memory assaulting me on the night of the supermoon that assails me to some extent once a day, leaving me worried and fostered in top form. “Did you rest soundly?” Gabriel's voice makes me turn to the left in a split second, thinking he's perched on the singular sofa and with the controller in one hand. Hear an eyebrow at me.

What is derailing my dream? I stood up from my lounge chair and wrapped a towel around me, looking around the patio. Everything but me was frozen. I furrowed my brow, trying to work on what was going on. “Think, Kat. What is out of place? You know, other than everything but you being frozen.” I rationalized slipping my sandals on and started looking around further. “Why is everything in a green tone? What the fuck is going on? If Bisnonna has invaded my dreams rather than calling or texting me like a normal person, I’m kicking her wrinkled ass.” I grumbled.

She was proud of it because it was a collaboration of her two favorite numbers. “Nine Fifteen,” I answered very slowly. “Okay, you cannot come down during that time, you understand? You have to remain in your room, promise?” He silently begged, eyes pleading with mine. I nodded and closed my eyes again, too tired to keep them open any longer. I felt warm lips press to my forehead, making my body explode from pleasure, before slowly leaving the room. Finally, I let sleep take over me. -

Catherine mumbled as she went for the blueberry cheesecake and a cup of coffee, enjoying the sweet-bitter aroma. "Fine, what I meant was in the dreamland." "The land of Nod," she rectified. "Hmm... In the Land of Nod, whatever happens in your subconscious mind, whatever you experience there, it won't matter in the real world. It's like a lucid dream, or shall I call it a beautiful nightmare, but Catherine's here," he trailed off, implying to her, "... was a different story altogether." He paused. As you very well know, there are certain elements we can philosophy about. You do not need laboratories or experimental settings to speculate on many of the most important factors, like what happene

"Tell him whatever you think it is best 'cause I won't be showing up. If 'she is asleep' that comes to your mind, say it. Or 'she don't wanna come' it is fine by me, 'she doesn't want to see you' whichever way. I am not just coming." "Okay then." "Thank you as you do so," I plugged my earpiece, then laid back on bed. "Goodnight." **** (No! Whimpering! Darkness! Fire! Tears!) Noo! Not again! I pressed my back against the wall, folded up a leg, then I dug my finger into my hair. This is beyond me mum, dad! I can't handle this all alone. What is the secret behind this nightmare? *** The shadow was moving closer. It was following me all over again. This couldn't be Brad. That was not Brad. So wh

The game "Virtual Dream" Max currently was playing was a masterpiece of the gaming giant "Dream Gaming" which marked the beginning of a new era of gaming where it's realism level of 90% itself left the other Virtual Reality products in the dust and caused a huge sensation in the gaming market with 500 beta players slot being grabbed only in the first 20 minutes and with a week remaining for its 1st month anniversary launch, the developer's have promised a huge surprise for the beta players, whose private information with real name has been concealed for security reasons and the gamer's been instructed to only use their gaming name or first name for their own safety. Of the many features of t

Was it a dream? ***