Dream Lord Novels & Stories

I was certain that he would not tell his mother of my unfaithfulness to her and the secret daughter that had been hidden away from her all of these years. “I will be, keep an eye on that slutty omega Elora. She is nothing but trouble that one.” I told him to which he looked slightly surprised but did not challenge my request. Being alpha meant what I said went. I was the leader of the pack. He closed the door behind him and my luna came stomping into the room with a look of thunder on her tired face. She still had it, even after these years and has given birth. Her body was to die for. My wolf still went crazy insane when she was near.

Tinum said. “’Dream Lake’?” Hail, Iero, Hierro, Reyan and Kulv asked. “As its name implies, Dream Lake gives someone who falls into it and enters it a dream.” Tinum answered. “This dream, though, is different from what you dream at night for this dream the Dream Lake gives you is a dream which will make you unable to extricate yourself from it.” He explained. “Thus, you will be unable to leave it.” He told them as he looked at them.

E. The Starlians have been at war with the Nightmares for Generations and are currently at a stalemate at Heavens Fall Realm. This realm has been ravaged by a 500 years war between the Nightmares and Starlians. The forces of Nightmares are described as beings covered with pitch black aura and have very good reflexes, smart and cunning. The Nightmares have learned to adapt and evolve throughout the centuries. This is the reason why the Starlians were pushed back from The Land of Demise all the way to Heavens Fall.

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.

"What's that dream?" His eyes darkened dangerously. I should be scared, but it was sexy. "A man like me can't have dreams as sweet as yours. My dreams are called nightmares. They are always filled with torment, and when I wake up, there's an ache that won't go away till I find what I seek, and you want to know what I seek, doll?" I nodded eagerly, paying so much attention. "Chaos." Came his response. How could one man be so beautiful and crazy at the same time? Again, the thought crossed my mind.

The room was deathly silent except for the frantic beat of my heart in my ears. His low voice and the one from my dreams overlapped, weaving into a single key that unlocked my carefully built self-deception with a sharp click. He was Mr. Y—the man who sang off-key love songs to me at midnight, and the very same one who had chastised me relentlessly in the day. I stared at him. His handsome face was so close, and the usual coldness and distance were gone, replaced by a fragile, pleading vulnerability. The light in his eyes flickered like a candle tossed all night by a stormy wind.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

Controlled and mine as the heir. Dankworth Corporation had always been my father's empire, but after two years of proving myself, negotiating deals he never thought I could, saving a branch from collapse, and surviving the wolves that wore tailored suits, it had become my kingdom. The press called me the Ice Heir of Dankworth. A socialite and young billionaire. Ruthless like my grandpa.Brilliant like my father and Untouchable like my mother. If only they knew how wrong they were. Because I still have nightmares at night. Even when things have changed and I am surrounded by my people who are paid to keep me safe, I never truly feel that I am.

“You’ll regret this for knowing.” “I don’t give a damn. What kind of demon lord had imprisoned you?” “I cannot say his name,” Janshai replied. “But I know his order of ranking amongst the six demon lords. His mysterious strength places him in the second … He is most powerful at night … when everyone is asleep. He draws his power from others’ fear. The King of Nightmares some call him.” Arth looked at the man under his stormed brows. “King of Nightmares …” he muttered.

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.