Devil Dream Novels & Stories

Fredrick sighed to show that he understood what Adrian was saying. "Adrian, do you still have nightmares?" "No," he answered calmly. "They do not appear in my dreams anymore. I see them now." "What do you mean?" Fredrick asked with concern. "I see them now," he looked around. "There they are," he pointed at nothing. Fredrick sighed. Adrian was hallucinating but he couldn't say anything about it. "I know they are not real," Adrian chuckled dryly. "That is why I'm still alive." "Brother!" Leopold ran in and tripped on his royal gown.

I whisper in fear. Tsking, and biting his lip, he shakes his head. “Oh, no. Don’t think of it like that,” he says sweetly, his nefarious smile shifting to sweet and beautiful. “I’m just a fragment of dust of what you may term as the devil. So small and useless until I’m given instructions by my boss. In this case, Mr. Memphis, otherwise known as Devlin, and the water of power he pours to me in form of instructions, stirs my little particles into a pile of mud and I get my power from him. But for now, I’m nothing more than a human just like you and everyone else in your little world.”

It seems we were in our apartment, surrounded by chanting demons, Stefan was kissing Lilith, and I was thrusting into her from behind, Was this Lilith's fantasy? To have my brother and I make love to her. No, wait... Why would she fantasized about demons if she doesn't know they exist or? Did I just tap into Lilith's memories? But it still doesn't make sense, unless... she raided our dreams, but why didn't I remember? Why am I being shown this now? “Damon?” I heard a distant calling. “Damon?” Realizing I was back to reality, I quickly let go of her arm,

Ajibade asked. Mr. Sam looked towards my direction with sympathy. "There is nothing to be scared of sir. Just the us what we need to know." "The fact is, Ai hallucinate due to the effect of the drug in her. She has her experience differently which causes her a nightmare." "Okay, go on." Mr. Ajibade said. "Her hallucinations is never an imagination of rape mind you. But her nightmare is base on her experience that she was raped by him. That never stop haunting her as it has become an unforgettable memory of her. I am treating her on both side. Her hallucinations and her nightmares."

Daniel cannot sleep well on that night and his eyes still wide open. He looked at the ceiling and thought about the woman whom he met at the coffee shop. He did not know what he felt at that time, but she just made him amazed by the beauty of her at the first sign. "Who are you, beautiful lady? Why did I feel that I knew you and have met you before? Did we meet somewhere or—" Daniel suddenly remembered his dream six months ago. A wedding dream in which the events and also the looks of the bride were so real.

Suddenly Win was pushing him away, his hands clutching at his head. "Adom!" he called, eyes darkening into black as the lesser demons that had come to surround them began shrieking—running away in fright. Adom watched them, his nostrils flaring. If they were running, then everyone else should as well. He waved his fingers and a big circle appeared. The devil took hold of Win and all but dragged the other man through. The illusionary space shimmered around them and a peaceful dark forest appeared. The trees were cast in the ethereal glow of a moon too large and an overabundance of fireflies.

Akira had not finished his words, so Lee Umji only listened intently. "My body that woke up from a coma after one year was inhabited by Kim Hana. That is why she wrote a Daydream script about her life story. Then my body came back into a coma and after waking up for the second time, Kim Hana's soul forgot about herself and her own life," Lee Umji said, explaining position where at that time her soul was not in her body.

My dreams were filled with me running around, ghosts chasing me, a dog was after me this time, he wasn’t alone, it was a whole pack, I tried to walk between the sleeping dogs, but they woke up and now are chasing me, I got in some chop but the things are all messed up, every turn I took, drove me deeper into the darkness, until I was in a dark alley, something was still chasing me, it almost got me, that’s when I woke up. I sat up looking around, I wanted to scream for Devil, she knows how to chase the dream away, she knows how to make me feel better but I was alone, there was no one here with me, I was still asleep on the sofa, Devil never leave me on the sofa, she always carry me inside to

He seemed to be fading. “I’ll see you again, Jennah.” The buzzing grew louder. Jennah opened her eyes. Her alarm clock was going off. She reached over and slapped a hand on the snooze button and then focused to make sure she was in her room. She blew out a breath and tried to shake the fog from her mind. That explained a few things. The dream was so real, but not at the same time. Too bad, really. That man, Dominic, her mind had invented was quite nice to look at. No more chocolate caramel popcorn for you before bed, she thought as she slowly sat up.

I blinked at the ceiling, piecing together fragments of memory—screaming at the universe, daring the Devil, then… hallucinations of horns, tails, and endless, mind-shattering orgasms. I burst out laughing, the sound hoarse and ragged. “Oh my God, Annabel, you idiot,” I muttered to myself, sitting up and rubbing my temples. “Can’t believe I was daydreaming that shit. Drunk off my ass, fantasizing about the Devil eating me out. Pathetic.” The room looked normal—cluttered, quiet, no signs of demonic visitation. Just a hangover and a sticky mess between my thighs that I chalked up to some wild, booze-fueled self-love session I didn’t fully remember.