Dream Saga Novels & Stories

RIVER: River (smiles) WORLD FEINHEIM LYDIA: The girl has escaped from my dream trap MAYA: How? LYDIA: I don't know how but my psychic dream trap is really strong. I don't understand what happened either LISA: Nicole really regained consciousness MAYA: Lisa I've seen how Lydia's dream trap works. No one can escape from it, not even my sister. LISA: No one can escape from it but there is a place that helps people break into someone's dream MAYA: Perhaps, you are saying the Biagan Mountain? LYDIA: Biagan Mountain

"Oh, yes. His father seems to know my great-great-grand-father. So I am meeting them tomorrow," "Oh, okay," "It's your turn, tell me what happened to you today?" I asked her "Promise you won't laugh," " I promise," I said looking at her closely "Remember my dreams, the one I told you," she said. Halea has been having this dream of being a warrior goddess and killing a dragon. In her dreams, the ones she told me it seems that she has been part of an ancient movie where she is the main character and this dragon is the villain. At least that’s what I get from it. So I asked if she is referring to that dream. "Yeah, is it still that one?"

I asked because he isn't a normal person "I'm your destiny Agnishikha or I Say Paheli," he said and I felt darkness around me as he carry me in his arms I'm abducted from my own marriage with this last thought I lost my senses.. Dream end I gasped for air as I got up from my sleep. God what kind of dream it was? And why did he call me Paheli? What does this dream mean? For the past few days I've been having weird dreams and now this. Is this a sign or warning for the future?

She ogled at me angrily as tears threatened to dropped down her soft cheek. "Lov–" She hanged up her hand towards me and rushed back to her room. ~~~~ How are you viewing "nightmares" How is this going to end? 😶😶😶😶 ©Lharry's pen

Saving him from his confusion, I explained things better. “ What century is this? I'm thinking it's a different century, that would explain why it didn't exist or this might be a different world entirely. Or my favorite explanation to this, I'm dreaming.” Yes, I still firmly believe that it's a dream. “ Dreams last longer than a month? That's new” He teased me and I glare at him to shut up. “ So, what century....?” I asked again, remembering that he hadn't answered me. “ I don't know.”

S" was also glowing. " It seems you both are connected". Princess Diana said and Eddie moved closer to the egg. He bends down and touches the egg. Immediately, his eyes turned blue, and saw a revelation. He saw himself riding a dragon and holding a sword. It was like a battle. He saw a lot of dead bodies and everyone fighting. It was like the end of the world. He then sees the lady he had dreamt about on the bus while coming for the vacation. The lady was also on a dragon. "Finally we meet Ambrose, your end shall be my victory!!!". The lady said to Eddie and shouted.

Sure enough, the look in his eyes flashed confusion. "A nightmare? You haven't had one of those in years." I chewed on my lower lip causing the worry to grow evident on his features even more. I exhaled heavily as I knew he was waiting for clarification. "Not necessarily a nightmare. It was a dream where you guys were there to save me. I always dreaded waking up afterwards though. Because everytime I woke up, I realized that it was just a dream..." I felt the stinging sensation in my eyes and quickly took another deep breath.

"Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful." Slowly she opened her eyes , they were full of love and want. A soft chuckle left his throat, seeing his shy girl turning into a tigress . Then once again he commanded her to touch herself. She never wanted to leave her grip over her friend yet she tried touching herself rolling on the bed. Seeing her like this he was getting harder, not able to stay apart he quickly grasped her hands and then entered into her slowly and slowly coaxing her. The doors were opened yet too small for a huge entry, beads of sweat were forming on the forehead. He said, " want me to come in", she nodded , he said, " it's going to hurt a bit bu

she whispered quietly as she looked around the room. The curiosity and concern overwhelmed me as I looked at my longtime friend. I leaned in close to her and asked just as quietly, “What is it?” “Well,” she began taking another look around the room before continuing. “I have been having dreams as well but not of Laylan, or unicorns, or fairies, or anything like that. I always thought that maybe I just had multiple personalities and the other happened to be a man named Daemon. But recently, I have been dreaming dreams as if they were his memories or something,” she stopped and looked at me.

The bandage over his eye had not been changed since the siege; it was a badge now, not treatment. “We received word from the Spine,” he said at last, breaking the stillness with reverent caution. “Seren marches toward it. The Ashborn follow.” Sirelia’s hand tensed slightly on the armrest. The throne pricked deeper. “I had a dream,” she murmured. The council tensed. Dreams from the Bone Throne were not dreams at all. “She stood in a wasteland of ash. No sky. No gods. Her hair burned like a star. She looked at me, and wept.”