Dream Lord Novels & Stories

she repeated. He chuckled and ran his hand through his dark hair, which caught the light of the moon and made it look like satin threads. “My name is Slate,” he told her, looking her right in the eyes. “I know the dragon well, Princess, because… I am the dragon.”

"Sorry, I was... Sorry." "It's okay," Ale said. "I needed a heart attack anyway." He chuckled. "My pleasure." Garthildur gave Ale a look. She turned slightly pink, but ignored him. "What had you so riled up?" she asked. "Bad dream." Seth related his dream to them. Garthildur leaned back in his seat and made a thoughtful sound. "There are rumors that Lord Delmar works for a black dragon," Ale said. "Some even say the black dragon gave him part of his power."

"Makes his swole head look like it's covered in sesame seeds." "You're trying to kill me to get my shift with Sunday-Mondays off," I accused, "it's not going to work!" "And you still haven't told me what the secret was! Don't act like I can't see you deflecting! Dodging the question!" Fuck. "Did you know that dullahans have literal nightmares as steeds? As in the levitating spectral demon horses usually only commanded by the King of Dreams?"

"That was an intrusion." "An intrusion?" "The Architects," Liam walked to the window, staring out at the dark night. "They realized they couldn't capture her physically. So they recruited a Dreamwalker." "A psychic?" Alex asked skeptically. "Someone who can project their consciousness into the minds of those connected to the Element," Liam explained. "They are trying to break her will. To lure her out. Or drive her mad." Jackson clenched his fist. "How do I shoot a dream? How do I kill a nightmare?"

It was like I had been there for centuries. But something seem to be different there, It happened to be in another world entirely. In this world he was no longer what he is in real life. He was not a werewolf, rather he became a normal lord, who had powers . He was able to control a lot of people and acknowledged him as their boss and lord. In this dream his name was Zelda.

one of them said in disbelief. I looked to Locke and held my breath. If he was planning on betraying us, he would do it now. He looked straight at me and smirked. "I'd rather die with her than live in luxury with the corruption in the council." he snarled as he looked back at the warriors. The warriors scowled and started to move when I threw a spell at them that caused their bodies to lock up, much like the spell I had done on Abby so many months ago. Thankfully since these were pre made, they didn't drain my power at all.

I whispered and dug my hand into my hair to the back. "What!" "That wasn't the answer I was expecting. I mean, I just asked, I didn't mean to heard yes. I felt all was just a dream. 'Why Arnold, y?' I kept uttering that in tears. He had no answer for me. I thought I have it all already, the happiness I have been longing for. I thought I have it all already, the man I dreamt of having. I thought I have it all already, the love! the care! I dreamt of. I thought I have it all already, the man, who will finally accept me for me –Gosh! I have only being dreaming, I have been dreaming all along. If you were the one, will you be with the man that causes you nothing but pains? The one who drown you

"What can I do for ye young man?" "I need this Fantasy book 'Legend of a Dark Morth' by VIC NOVELLA, I wanted to find out if it has been published" "Errr, I uhm.... Need to check my collection" The old book keeper, Dressed in a tick rain coat with Fluffy edges stood on his feet and slipped behind the desk to sit. Riffling through the long dark book and peeking at it through his spectacles. "I think the first published set has been exhausted and out of the market for the meantime, but I think I have few left over copies here" he uttered wetting the tip of his index finger with saliva.

He seemed to be fading. “I’ll see you again, Jennah.” The buzzing grew louder. Jennah opened her eyes. Her alarm clock was going off. She reached over and slapped a hand on the snooze button and then focused to make sure she was in her room. She blew out a breath and tried to shake the fog from her mind. That explained a few things. The dream was so real, but not at the same time. Too bad, really. That man, Dominic, her mind had invented was quite nice to look at. No more chocolate caramel popcorn for you before bed, she thought as she slowly sat up.

Maybe then he would be drunk enough to do it. "He wants to, right Demitri?" Kyle asked, smiling. Demitri looked in his cup and started drinking more. After, he took a breath and looked at Becca. "Can't let Becky lose her dare streak." Demitri said and Becca rubbed her arms. Kendra smiled and stood up, pulling Becca to her feet while Demitri stood on his own. Kendra started leading the two to her bedroom. Demitri looked back at the guys and they both gave him two thumbs up. He felt like throwing up or passing out or a terrible combination of the two.