Daydreaming Stories Novels & Stories

Cara was still deeply immersed in her thoughts as she sat at her desk, scribbling in her diary. Her pen glided across the pages with a sense of urgency, trying to record every detail of the dream that had been haunting her since her therapy session. Her therapist, Jean, had told her that documenting her dreams was crucial to unlocking their hidden meanings, pushing her to be as thorough as possible. It wasn’t just a casual assignment; it was part of her journey to better understand herself, to untangle the threads of her subconscious mind. The idea of writing fiction about her own life felt strange, almost surreal, but Jean had explained that it was a way to externalize her feelings and memo

In one dream, Star stood on a mountaintop, surrounded by a breathtaking landscape. The wind whispered through the trees, carrying with it a sense of magic and wonder. As she raised her hands, a vibrant glow emanated from her fingertips, illuminating the night sky. Stars danced and swirled around her, responding to her every command. In another dream, Star found herself in a vast, ancient library, its shelves stretching endlessly into the distance.

Dreams were strange think of. They furtively dash through the dark hallways of your mind, gathering information that you wouldn't share with your closest friends only use it against you, to hurt you when you think you cannot be, in slumber. Sometimes you catch their lies, their raw nature of fantasy, and despite the choice of waking up, you sleep, crafting the story, designing the setting, consciously adding emotions you could never experience in real life.

I felt my pussy contract at his words, grasping at something that wasn’t there yet I desperately craved. “Just focus on the stars, baby.” he licked up and down my neck while his fingers finally parted my folds, finding my clit. He rubbed the bundle of nerves until I shook. I stared up at the ceiling as shooting stars and comets zipped by. I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky.

Veda was right there behind him when he moved, and she too gave me a hug. “Hey, Girlie, what have you been up to?” she chimed in her usual cheerful voice. “Oh my God, Girl, you remember my dream I was telling you about?” I had spilled my beans about my dreams at lunch the first day that I had begun writing them down. She was just as interested in it as Josh had been. “Yeah, about Laylan, right?” “Yeah, it has gone crazy! It has changed! I have had four other different dreams of Laylan! And there is more!” I was so excited to finally get to see her and get her insight as to what she made of it all that I couldn't stop myself.

"For Christ's sake, I don't even read your fantasy books. That was crazy." "You sure you have been getting the right amount of sleep? You must have been daydreaming." Vida said. "That was one crazy daydream if you asked me," Tessa said. "Besides why would I daydream about Colter being carried off by giant vultures?" Vida shrugged. "Beats me, Tess. C'mon. It's not gonna happen. Giant vultures in the city? I highly doubt it. Relax, okay? Let me get you a glass of water. After that, let's get back to work alright?"

And maybe in the end I'll succeed. The ideas have never stopped flowing, and amidst the difficulties, I've gathered them together to tell even more stories. I have a notebook full of ideas, story segments just waiting for the right piece to fit into. I've conceived many new universes. I have a love story planned that I hope will make your heart skip a beat, between two young people wounded by the world. A horror story that I hope will take your breath away, with its demons. A fantasy that I hope will transport you to a world of mysterious creatures and strange rites.

As for my dad, I hoped that the demon inside him came out soon. Sitting on my bed on a Thursday morning, with my book in hand, I drifted off into space. I didn't go to school the last two days. Although Liam and Lily went to school, I didn't feel like it. Kelly had been helping me with her notes and even the details of what happened. She was just the best. Nevertheless, the dream I had about Ben telling me I killed him was still on my mind, not to talk of when he said his death was the beginning of others. It still scared me especially when I had no idea what he meant.

he asked, looking at Alyssa. “Oh no, she’s not, just very energetic in her dreams,” Helen said. Hearing the word dream, the little girl looked over to the adults with bright expression. “Oh I dream of a dragon last night! A green dragon!” Jai smiled at her enthusiasm. “Did you now? Wow, that’s amazing. Can you tell me about it?” Alyssa smiled widely and nodded her head profusely. Helen chuckled. “It seems that Brother Jai can be your listener for your dreams, Alyssa. Why don’t you tell him all your dreams in his visit these two days?”

Prince Caspian said. Peah nod. Even her find it weird. "Yeah... That's the only story that I wrote because of my Chapter dreams. Every day I sleep and woke up remember everything. I dream about it for a months. It feels so real but unreal." Peach is in daze while thinking about it. "That story isn't that nice. I thought you're gonna make a happy ending story but I was wrong. Because the man didn't choose her in the end." Woah. Prince Caspian is really read it huh.