Dark Dream Precure Novels & Stories

That was almost unheard of. "Incubus aren't great at dream walking like Kitsunes," I said, laying out antiseptic and surgical thread. "But an attack that can manifest physical wounds... that's like super rare. Only the most powerful creatures are capable of something like that." I looked up at her, seeing the fear still lingering in her purple eyes. "Who the fuck were you dream stalking?" Miyori sat down heavily in her chair, wincing as the movement pulled at her wounds.

mira muttered, her eyes filled with dread. “premature awakening?” I repeated, “it seems you know much about this.” “yes I do, but—” she paused, looking at me weirdly. “But what?” I raised a brick, then my eyes went down on my body, checking to see what she was looking” “How are you still strong?” she asked, confusion in her eyes. “What do you mean?” my eyes narrowed. More confused than she was. “premature awakening. Is a wicked act, where your brain is invaded and then your powers are triggered by an artificial manipulated dream.” she explained, the shock still registered on her face.

When I dream, I see Carnelia waiting for me, wanting me, calling from the other side of a long, dark tunnel. "Primus," she cries, praying for me to return. "I need you. Please, don't die." With a snap, I wake to a cold room, the sound of snores and whimpers blending with the crash of waves. My body, bruised, battered, and singed, burns where cold hands touch me, my flesh unable to make scales to protect me from pain. Blinking up, a drake made of darkness hovers over me, his body outlined in blue as it drains away the fire from the net trapping me.

Kenzo and Yara returns to their house after attending Organo's grand opening. They come inside and see Dream sitting on the couch with a blanket wrapped around her. "Sweety..." Yara worriedly asked her niece. "Mom, I'm cold." Dream said then lays her head on Yara's lap when she sits beside her. Yara touches Dream's forehead. "My god, Ken, she's burning." Yara said. "Let's bring her to the hospital." Kenzo said and immediately carries his daughter.

Said Lena standing to her feet. Lena then rushed in and began attacking Sekora with her rapier and dark energy waves. Sekora activated Star Burst magic and fired a ball of energy. Lena then fired a ball of Dark Furiyu and as both powers collided both girls were blown back. When the smoke cleared Dream Chaser was floating before them with the power sword dangling from her left hand. “Ladies, there’s no sense in fighting, if you want the sword…chase me.” Said Dream Chaser before disappearing.

A small rock got stuck on the floor because of the tiny holes. “Butterflies, sunflower, grass, stones. I must calm down,” She continued chanting, just like the tune of Ursula doing her spells in front of Ariel. “Butterflies, sunflower, grass, stones. Calm down already, Amandla.” For an extended moment, she started to move her bare feet, then swung her body away from the table leg until her body straightened up, and strands of dark brown hairs were swaying out from the sides. Her sea-green eyes were beaming, and her mouth remained flat in its corners, making her look more like a doll with a small-featured face with nothing but a subtle expression. Finally, she stamped out her body as she walk

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.

Modern, furnished and beautiful and looking new everyday although the house was five years old already. Juana's coffee was transparent, lot of water,lot of sugar, no milk. So she could see her face while sipping at it. Her big blue eyes were a bit undefined, her expression showed fear with a mixture of helplessness and unusual calm. Then the dream came again. Avocado. Garden. Branch. Third branch. Corpse dripping with blood. Loose. Screaming. Empty House. Dream. "Oh my goodness" she sighed, dropping her half empty mug. She tried to make meaning out of it, but it was a little creepy..

I was eager for slumber to rescue me from the madness. It wasn’t long before Marc entered my dreams. He tried to talk reason with me while sticking to his ludicrous story, but I forcefully pushed him away. For the first time since the dreaming began, I was in control enough to say, “no more”. Marc’s face reflected his sadness and worry as he faded away. I wondered why it took me so long to discover I had this power while my mind drifted off into the wells of oblivion.

he asked looking directly into my eyes. “I guess it’s a mystery we will never be able to solve?” I replied. If I could read his mind, I’m sure he would be like just tell me this your name so I could drop all this problem on your head. Mother given name has never been used by Dreamers, it’s one of the rules that makes us different from other people who can travel through realms. If your real name was to be discovered, you would be locked up in a building and all your colleagues problem would be placed into your hands to solve for them and for centuries those that have fallen prey to divulging their names have always died before solving even one person’s problem. Well only one person has falle