Dream Saga Novels & Stories

Together, they unraveled the mysteries that had haunted Zelda's dreams, weaving a tapestry of understanding and empowerment. Through the burning of sage and the wisdom imparted by Dawn, Zelda not only found solace within her dreams but also forged a path towards self-discovery and resilience. The dreams that once stirred fear within her now became a canvas for exploration, a realm where she could navigate the complexities of her own psyche and emerge stronger, guided by the protective embrace of sage and the unwavering support of her trusted confidante, Dawn.

Replied Dream Chaser with a smile. The three sages stood in confusion at this statement. “Who will lead this new kingdom?” asked the Red Sage. “He will, his name is Kariya Jean.” Retorted Dream Chaser pointing to Kariya. “Very well and does he have a sponsor?” asked the Green Sage. “I am his sponsor.” Replied Dream Chaser. “And your name?” asked the Blue Sage. “Merek Petragram.” Said Dream Chaser clenching her fist under the table.

His name is Tano, and he dreams of water — water that screams. And in his dreams, a girl with silver eyes walks toward him. She calls his name. ---

Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.

So there she is, walking as fast as she could because she couldn't bare running even though she know she's late while muttering stupid, stupid, stupid like a mantra to reach Kaze's in time, hoping that it still has open sign when she get there. * Samuel Gale or known as Saga, was too tired to listen his friend heartbreaking yet funny story on how his date ran away the minute he sees him, yes you read it right, it's a he, he didn't even gave his friend a sarcastic comment like he usually do, since his brain couldn't think of anything else other than his warm inviting bed. So the moment his friend, Daniel or Danny for short about to jump on how he ran for his date to ask him why he ran when he

Mr Spielberg asked, his brows creased in curiosity. “Yes, perhaps you have an idea of whom it might be because he looked exactly like Mr Montero, but what was the girl with red hair doing at his palace?” “It's a meaningless dream. Mr Montero has no daughter, and he stays in no palace,” Mrs Spielberg stated. Charles shrugged his shoulder. He dares not tell them that the red-headed girl has been appearing in his dreams for the past few months. “Is there something else you need to tell us about the dream? You know I can't interpret a real meaning to it if you don't remember most part of it,” Mr Hensworth uttered.

Only Scott and herself knew where it was, not even Don knew. "You're silent, I asked about the pendant if you heard me right." Don has never used that harsh tone on her. He intently looked at her and as he did so, he missed a bump and the car jerked. The sleeve on Don's jacked was pushed up revealing a skeleton tattoo. Lisa saw it and immediately knew what it meant. This was no Don, this was one of Darkness Devils. "Whoever you are, leave my son alone!"

Her Granny found it interesting, she called it a blessing because it had helped the family in so many ways. Juana herself didn't think it was a blessing, she found it really strange and scary. She'd rather not know the future than know and not be able to stop it from happening, the bad parts that is. She remembered having a dream when she was seven. It was a very strange one. She saw nothing, literally nothing. She was walking on nothing and staring at a ball of nothing. There was no air, no trees, no buildings. Everything was blank. She herself felt invisible. She screamed right out of sleep that morning. And it was the morning of her seventh birthday. When Baron and Dawn asked her about it

she screamed again and dash towards right but he grab her arm tight still her in place. ......... Finally after lot of struggles he made her sit and tell the tale of truth like it's nothing. Everything is too hard too digest for her as not for once her mouth stay closed. It's open throughout the talk. She can't believe that the books she used to read anything like that can happen with her too. But fantasy Are nothing but a rare reality which happen with one in billions and that's why it's always be unrealistic and abnormal. So you are saying you are the angel and that golden eye man I saw in my dreams is the demon who wants my soul to open dream door cause I'm the only key of it" , I asked g

"I've created a disaster." "No," Sage said firmly, her hands still on his shoulders. "You've created an opportunity." All eyes turned to her, but she was focused on Liam, seeing past his exhaustion to the potential beneath. Her dragon consciousness recognised something in him she couldn’t quite place, but it was as if she had found something she didn’t know she was missing. "What kind of opportunity?" Marcus asked, his expression wary. Sage's copper hair was now definitely floating, defying gravity as her awakening accelerated. The golden traceries on her skin pulsed in time with Liam's shadow patterns, creating a visual harmony that reflected their deeper connection.