Dream Eater 5e Novels & Stories

19% EXP) - Life Force: 22 (+16) - Mana Level: 84 (+16) - Combat Ability: 30 (+16) - Stat Points: 9 - Skills (Exclusive): [Doppel] - Skills (Non-Exclusive): Nil - Alignment: Neutral [Additional Information] You are a mystery to the world. While the underworld trembles at your presence, those on the surface do not understand your true strength. [End Of Information] “Looks like I killed quite a number of them. Or maybe they were a lot stronger than they looked.”

Madchen closed her eyes, and waited for the worst, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. Suddenly, she felt Jason’s grip loosen on her, then heard an almighty thump. She opened her eyes to see Drago standing over her supervisor, glaring a hole through him. “Is this how you treat all your employees?” His voice was calm, too calm. Jason, now petrified, backed away on his elbows, putting space between him and the terrifying doctor. Watching Drago right now, in this moment, Madchen thought he really did resemble a dragon, on the verge of lighting Jason on fire.

The boys certainly do not have it any easier; the Eirdegon is a medium sized deer with crystal shiny antlers and bluish fur, from what I know it is incredibly fast and smart. “Should you accomplish that, you will be honored to once again enter the village as recognized children of Mother Jörð and your legacy will continue as progenitors of the new generation. Should you fail, you will be disgraced as failed beings, mere beasts, losing any ties with the elven race.” Wait, what was that about progenitors of the new generation, I never heard of it. Everything sounded bad already, but that last paragraph came straight out of a shady cult. “Worry not, I trust we have trained you accordingly and y

He stood in front of that girl who was crying with a dagger in her hand, holding it tightly, as if she was sheltering in it She had long chestnut hair and blue eyes, with white and smooth skin with some redness Perhaps because of her crying, she looked at him silently, "You are a werewolf!!" She whispered in a hoarse voice that stirred his feelings He gave her a very calm look, then sighed deeply and said, "You're my friend." Damn it, she's a vampire, while they're in a great war among themselves who finds his mate and what? She's his enemy...maybe.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

We all sweared Dwarfs were just some made up species in a children’s book, but turns out they are real. The next week I was with Elder Darnell learning 6 Dark spells: Cloying Darkness, Darkvision, Flood of Darkness, Night Vision, Troubled Sleep, Weak Dark Bolt. I swear to the Moon Goddess the Bolt spells are my favorite ones to learn. For these 6 spells I did great and picked them up quickly.

All around me, warriors were doing the same, shaking off the psychic venom. Kael was on one knee, his sword driven into the earth for support, his head bowed. But the Dream Eater was spent. That last pulse had been its final breath. The dark mass was now insubstantial, a fading shadow. The exposed nexus flickered wildly, unstable vulnerable.

That distinction doesn’t change the fact that I was a mere puppet, as my body obeyed the command to kill Katrina simply for being a D’Amore. Let’s start unpacking that tidbit! My mate is an Alpha heir!? Though now that I think about it, the Mad Alpha Chesed has two children. I’ve never met either of them, but I know they are hybrids. I didn’t think they were from a witch’s bloodline. That’s a twist. And when I think more about what I know of the D’Amore family, I was struck with a realization. “She’s human.” I blinked, sitting up on the bed. “My mate is a human. Holy shit!”

At this time, Dreamer and Wolf saw the situation here and hurried over to help. Dreamer was an Astrologist who was specially used to carry the load. His defense ability was strong. With one attack, he was attracted to the hatred of himself. This time he was confident. Ailina used the Eight Gates Therapy to fuel Dreamer and pull me up with her spell at the same time. After I stood up, I stood there and didn’t move. Ailina quickly fueled me with blood. However, just as the blood was replenished halfway, the boss made another big move, and I died again.