Dream Glow Novels & Stories

Even as my control grows, the nightmares follow. I dream of Rhea again, but she’s not herself. She stands at the top of a mountain of ash, wearing a crown that... bleeds. Her eyes are molten gold, and her mouth is set in a smile I’ve never seen on her before. It's cold, divine and unreachable. Around her, the world burns. Wolves howl in agony. The skies scream. I try to reach her but she lifts her hand, and my storm dies in the air. I wake up gasping.

Aerian screeched. It was so damn dark where she was it was almost impossible to see her. Even with my wolf vision I could just barely make her out. The only part of her that was easily seen were her eyes. They were glowing brightly. There were three dead wolves lying in front of her. The others were standing there snarling at her as she stood over Benny’s unmoving form. I let out a growl as more wolves descended on us. I heard someone yell at me. As I looked over my shoulder, I saw a wolf lunging towards me. Before it could land on my back a stream of the brightest light, I had ever seen hit it. The wolf flew several feet way hitting a tree. When I looked at the wolf it was burnt to a crisp.

He said his arms folded across his chest, he too after the long chit-chat with Lola you would feel your jaw gnawing and painting you like you've got hard corn stuck in it, he left stylishly and Lola continued with her knitting just who care, the old woman probably has sleep disorder right now. Ogling at Moon the sweet sensation of my moment with Andrea came flooding and a pool of tears was running down my eyes, just how hard it is to believe the love I tried to forget had come with the thought of rekindling but the worse came in, I started through the sky and the night would be have forgotten me for long before sending it's sleep package to liven my heart maybe it will liven up. ***

Joana was in a dream world thinking of Maxwell and how they would sleep on the same bed with him. Emma started feeling hot after taking two glasses of red wine.

The white fabric was long enough to reach the floor as she dropped it over her head. Nya pulled the blankets back from the bed and snuggled beneath them. The bed was comfortable, the mattress soft, and the room went dark the moment she put out the lantern, probably because there were no moon or stars in the sky to filter through the window. The red glow she’d noticed earlier was still illuminating the area outside of the window, but it wasn’t nearly as bright, and with thick drapes hanging over the opening, all she could see was a faint glow between the crack of the curtains. Her eyelids were heavy, despite being in a strange place. Nya took a few deep breaths and let herself drift away, pra

his voice jerked me back to reality. "hmm can I get your order"I said trying to sound confident, his voice sent me to planet zecury,I don't even know if it exists. "Two pot pies and one smoothie" he said back, with his eyes fixed on me. For the first time I saw genuine admiration and not the usual look of lust I was used to.

**DREX** The warm morning light gently streamed through the curtains, casting a golden hue across the room. I lay there, still and contemplative, trying to piece together the events of the previous night. Did anything happen between Lia and me? The memory was hazy, blurred by the fog of sleep and the remnants of alcohol from the night before.

"I seek the power of Azserroke, Demon of the Darkness. Bring to me my other half, my blood, my soul, my sister in the womb. I offer you the blood to seek my desire. I offer you the power of this soul." The words seemed very straight forward and simple. I didn't know how all this mumbo jumbo worked, but if it was supposed to be straight forward, that wasn't exactly how I would have put it. The blood from my hand dripped on the bottom point of the star. Mila's body went rigid. Her mouth lifted to the sky in a terrible scream that raised goosebumps to my skin. The circle and symbols within glowed an eerie green.

Adrian felt like he was dreaming—a long, long dream, possibly influenced by something within the meteorite. In the dream, his mind was clear and he knew what he had to do. He was unable to wake up from his dream, just like Gloria back in Isle 416. In it, he witnessed the ultimate battle. He also saw Nova and Samantha sleeping in their room. He tried calling out to his daughter but was unable to touch her. The dream felt real, yet entirely different from the ones Gloria had experienced.

Ama felt the blue step warming beneath her feet. Not with heat. Recognition. Like the staircase knew her. Like it had been waiting. The blue light spread upward. One step. Then another. Until the entire bridge shimmered with three colors. Silver. Gold. Blue. The Keeper stared in awe. "Three..." The First Dreamer whispered inside Ama's heart. The First Dawn gave stories. The Last Dreamer continued. The Second Dawn gave memory. Ama slowly looked down at the blue light. "...Then what is the Third Dawn?"