Dream Gacha Club Novels & Stories

I cried, begging to stay, but she dragged me away, saying it was too late. The next morning, I woke up to find the teddy bear sitting by my pillow. Mitchell had stood there, beaming with pride. "I used up half my savings in coins, but I finally got it!" "Mitchell, you're amazing!" "Of course! I can do anything! Whatever you want, I will give it to you. I will protect you forever!" I thought he had forgotten about it, but now Mitchell was clutching that bear, his expression unraveling.

"It… it feels like it’s alive. Like it’s trying to tell me something." Minseok’s expression tightened. "And you didn’t think to mention this sooner?" "I didn’t want to worry you," I admitted. His eyes softened, but his voice was firm. "I can’t help you if you don’t tell me everything." --- That night, the dreams started. They weren’t normal dreams—not like the usual flashes of memory or imagination. These were vivid, almost too real. I found myself standing in a vast, dark space, the ground beneath me rippling like water. The mark on my wrist glowed brightly, illuminating the shadows around me.

Kris laid in bed, eyes wide, staring at the ceiling. She never experienced that type of dream before. It felt so real. Reaching mindlessly to the nightstand, she grabbed her vape, taking a long drag and holding it in. She exhaled, letting her shoulders drop and her eyes close. She thought about the events as they played out in her dream. She was giving a tattoo. It was a beautiful design she made specifically for Elena. They kept locking eyes, making it too hard for her to concentrate.

Something between. “Relax,” he said softly. “If I wanted to stop you, you wouldn’t even be standing.” I growled, shifting back to human because I needed words. “Where is my daughter?” Jace tilted his head. “You stepped into the Dreamworld, Damon. A place between breath and memory. You came because your soul is bonded to hers. But this path wasn’t made for you.” “I don’t care what it was made for,” I snapped. “Show me where she is.”

as he cried himself to sleep, wondering what the next day at school would bring. Waking up from his dream, Ivan got up like a zombie and turned on the shower. With hope in his heart, he hoped that the cold water would calm his uncontrollable desire. But he knew deep down that this longing could never be satisfied. Despite his fervent yearning for a different life path, he had made a series of foolish decisions. Tonight's dream had been the most vivid and realistic one yet. The reason for its intensity was clear. At six in the evening, he would come face-to-face with the man who held the utmost importance in his life, at his ten-year college reunion.

Casi handled all the other drinks, including the adult beverages. Heather made sure the snacks were in stock. Mya was in charge of making sure the nachos were in abundance. They had just reached fifty thousand members and the Mythical Council would arrive tomorrow, and this meant it was time to become an accepted pack and procure more land. Music flowed through the speakers as Fallon danced along with Mya on the way to the food table. Close friends would be allowed in today, and tomorrow they would celebrate with the pack and their visitors. Security would be taken care of by the upgraded electronics the humans had installed with the new AI security system.

Namir purred shyly, trying to cover his body with his hands. I lent him the cloak that Amaris gave me. "Use this in the meantime." "Thank you, princess Nemiah." He quickly took the cloak from my hand and put it on. "How about that?" He asked. "Much better." Druji answered. "So. We just discovered something about that mark on your hand. It can purify something like what it did to Druji, maybe that's the weapon you can use to defeat Dubheasa. You can instantly take away all her powers!" Queen Morrigan pondered with enthusiasm.

Gabe laughs, “We can do Cards Against Humanity or even Scattergories.” “Ugh, fine then…” Deke pretends to be annoyed but then winks at the rest of us and grins, “So, Jace, I hear you’re working at Shameless. I’ve been there a few times but haven’t seen you there.” “Well, are you a member?” Jace asks. “No, a member for what?” Deke looks confused. “A club member, where you have access to the dungeon downstairs. There is a monthly membership, but it’s costly.” Jace takes a swig of his soda.

But today, her focus was off, and she knew why. It was a Dragon Moon--just not for their kingdom. Rather, the kingdom directly to their north, Hightower, would be forced to make the sacrifice that night. Every time a Dragon Moon rolled around, Nya found it difficult to concentrate, even when it wasn’t her kingdom who would choose someone to be taken by the dragon. Just the idea that the bastard would be flying through the sky, filling the air with shrieks and fire, claiming another innocent life. Even if it wasn’t a citizen from Frindom, it was a person who would be dead soon enough, someone who was blameless, and that wasn’t right.

"Tonight, everything in this club is on me." The entire club went silent for a heartbeat, then erupted in thunderous cheers. Only Vincenzo's corner remained quiet as a grave. I looked at the bartender and placed my order. "Bring me ten bottles of your most expensive liquor." Then I shifted my gaze to Vincenzo's table. "Especially for that corner table. Send each of them a bottle. My treat." I paused. "Tell them Grazia Gatti is buying their drinks tonight."