Dream Books Online Novels & Stories

After what happened at the hallway I decided to go to the library and rest but not to read, I can't read with all these mess on my head ,all this frustration is getting a better of me these days, maybe it's the frustration of the scholarship that I applied which e-mailed me asking to pay a specific amount (five hundred thousand naira) for scholarship advancement and the worst part is that I don't even know where I would get the money from,am not even sure if it's legit or scam.

If Dracula knew that the Dark God Seth had placed a bounty on Mane, even without knowing who he was, maybe he wouldn’t have thought so. “So where is he exactly? Alucard wasn’t entirely clear on that aspect.” Lilith wondered. Alucard did mention a place called the Dreamscape, but the things he stated were too farfetched to be real. “The Dreamscape,” Dracula replied. “It is a place I have heard about yet have never seen. It is said to be a universe – an entirely different one. Somehow Asgardians are able to visit this place in their sleep, hence its name. He is there – young master Mane.”

I said as I came out of the counter locking it,” So what can I do to help you with today? “I am looking for the fairy tales for kids but not the usual ones, actual tales of fairies and stuff without any of the darker Grimm brother stuff in it,” he said and I nodded. “We have some things of that sort but I have to warn you that they are going to be second hand copies. I mean, they are not the first hand books but we do have the full volumes and if you take the whole box sets of Red, blue, yellow and pink then I am sure that I can give you an attractive friends and family discount as well,” I replied.

I’d bought it on a whim at a flea market, thinking it would make a quirky coffee table piece. Curiosity got the better of me. I flipped through the pages, smirking at the archaic language and diagrams of pentagrams. One ritual caught my eye: “Summoning the Spirit of Desire.” It promised to awaken hidden passions, to bring forth a being that could fulfill your deepest cravings. What harm could it do? It was probably just some New Age nonsense. I lit a few candles— vanilla-scented ones from the bathroom— and drew a crude circle on the floor with chalk I found in my art supplies. Chanting the words felt silly at first, my voice echoing awkwardly in the empty room. “Oh spirit of lust and fire, h

“Just the bathroom.” Mom hums, unconcerned, and goes back to the stove. I take a bite of toast. Chew slowly. Let the silence stretch. “I slept great,” I announce to no one in particular. “Better than I have in months, actually. Really deep. I don’t think I moved all night.” Ethan chokes on his orange juice. Jack drops his fork. “That’s nice, honey,” Mom says without looking up. “Yeah.” I smile sweetly at my stepbrother, who’s gone pale as a ghost. “I had the most interesting dream, too. But I can’t quite remember it. Isn’t that weird? When you have a really good dream, but you can’t remember the details?”

Sophia staggered as emotions washed over her: A mother in Brazil dreaming of a daughter she had lost. A child in Mumbai imagining a city made entirely of music. An old man in Cairo reliving his first love. A soldier in Damascus dreaming peace he had never known. Each dream was a spark. Together, they were a constellation. Sophia’s breath trembled. “This is… beautiful.” Lumen responded with something like awe. • Humanity dreams in color beyond spectrum. • You dream in contradictions that coexist. • This is more than memory.

Water sprayed around them as they played like kids, splashing and teasing. “Do you ever have weird imaginations?” Alison asked “Like?” Damian asked “I don't know,.. Forget about it maybe I am crazy” Alison shrugged it off Damian went turned towards her and looked at her. “Tell me, I want to hear ” “I used to have dreams, weird dreams. A woman running and calling me Althea, then I also saw a wolf. I don't know honestly just strange stuffs, but lately I have stopped having those dreams. I guess my mind was just stressed and I needed a trip to relax it” Alison explained while Damian watched her and listened to her, she was very pretty.

Whatever happens, we face it together. Relief washed over Levi instantly. He grinned like an overjoyed puppy, curling into my arms before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss against my lips. That night, I had a dream. I saw myself being dragged back to the Grant family estate. Silas had prepared a wedding gown for me, forcing me into a marriage I didn't want. Vivian sat in a chair with an eerie smile. My hands were tied, so my struggles were useless. Despair settled deep in my chest—I could already see the miserable fate awaiting me.

Wayne's desperate search for his wife had been all over the news, so when he mistook a stranger for Arden, everyone thought he had finally lost his mind. Even his closest friend, Dorian James, wondered if Wayne had gone mad. After all, the woman standing before them was the Henley family's heiress, and she didn't look like Arden at all. Sensing Vincent's rising temper, Dorian quickly tugged on Wayne's sleeve and whispered, "Wayne, you really are mistaken. She's the Henley heiress."

Because she has been feeling refreshes by previous body wash, she sleeps very deeply to her subconscious level made her dreams of fantasy land. She encounters her heroes while living an exciting lifestyle akin to the female protagonists her father had told her about when she was a young child. She also heard fictitious dramas of this kind on the radio, including magical realism and other genres. Throughout her one year of rehabilitation in the field, she expanded her book reading tastes. That night while she slept, she had a dream about it. She is not yet aware of what has actually happened. Only in her dreams that night, when she encountered deadly snakes and strangers galloping horses and