Dream Series Novels & Stories

After we got engaged, my fiancee sent a child from abroad. She also sent an email along with it. [Noah, I was so bored overseas that I accidentally had a baby with Raivo Fallon. Since you’ve always been so eager to suck up to me, I’ll leave this child in your care. You can get some practice ahead of time so you’ll be ready to be our caregiver when I return home to Abrein.] Without a word, I handed the child over to the butler. Seven years later, all the CEOs stationed overseas returned to Abrein for their performance reviews. Laina Miller drove up in a Raypach, leading a large entourage that blocked me at the entrance to the Miller family residence. She held a cigarette between her li

“Do you even read? A dream trace is a sediment of the dreams you have had. You may think you forget you dreams but the brain stores them somewhere for you and it comes back as déjà vu. Things you think you have seen before are just dreams you have dreamed and not remembered.” “How does that have to do with this?” “Some of their witches and dream walkers, Darius. They move from dreams to dreams, old or new and if they so much as sense that you talked about them? They will come for you because they do not like anyone fucking with their plans.”

**Dream** I am playing in the clearing with Darius. We are laughing and running around when all of a sudden the sky goes black and Darius has disappeared. I am then standing in front of a very large white wolf and a slightly smaller white panther. I am surprised when I don’t feel scared but safe and connected to them somehow. I then shoot my hands to my head as a sharp stabbing pain hits me along with 2 soft female voices, "Yasmine, it is time to remember..."

The dream came on a night when the moon was full and the stars seemed brighter than usual. Kai found himself standing in a vast, empty field beneath a sky the color of deep purple. The air was still and heavy, and the ground beneath his feet was covered in soft, silver grass that shimmered with an otherworldly light. A figure stood in the distance, silhouetted against the horizon. Kai walked toward her, his feet moving without effort, drawn by an unseen force. As he drew closer, he recognized the flowing robes and silver hair of the Dreamer.

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

Caught in the balance between curiosity and uncertainty, they wrestle with the notion that there may be more to this dream than meets the eye. As days turn into nights, the new character finds themselves drawn back to the dream's fragments, like a traveler retracing their steps in a mystical landscape. Each time they close their eyes, the images resurface, accompanied by a whisper a call that tugs at their very soul. It's as if the dream is an invitation, an unspoken promise of secrets waiting to be unveiled.

While Luna crying and shouting, "why are you doing this to me, what exactly I've done to you to suffer like this? Let me go." Utterly baffled, Daniel observed his reflection coldly saying, "You deserve it," as Luna continued to cry and plead with him while getting chained. Overwhelmed by the scene unfolding in his dream, he abruptly woke up with a gasp. "Luna," he whispered, still trying to grasp the meaning behind his haunting dream. His body was drenched in sweat as he grappled with his confusion. "What on earth am I dreaming about?"

The room is filled with a sense of hope and resilience, as they embrace the uncertain future together. In vihaan’s bedroom vihaan was sleeping peacefully. In his dream, Vihaan found himself in a surreal landscape. The sky was a mesmerizing blend of vibrant colors, swirling and shifting like a living canvas. Trees with leaves of silver and gold danced to an unheard melody, and rivers flowed with liquid crystal. It was a world unlike any he had ever seen, both awe-inspiring and unsettling.

That's an understatement. The room filled with laughter, warm and easy, as they shared stories and jokes, enjoying each other's company. Kris suddenly sat up, "Wait, what's the weirdest dream anyone's had recently?" Claudine's eyes sparkled, "Oh, I had this crazy dream about cats taking over the world." Ezrianna chuckled, "That's nothing. I dreamt I was flying, but my wings were made of cotton candy." Denzel shook his head, laughing, "You two are something else." As they continued sharing their bizarre dreams, the evening wore on, filled with warmth, laughter, and the simple joy of being together.

Lyanna said, her voice soft but firm, “Tell me what’s going on. What exactly have these dreams been like?” I rubbed my hands over my face, exhaustion taking over as I relived the nightmare that had plagued me once again. “It’s always the same,” I murmured, my voice hoarse. “I’m standing in a dark room, and Dorian’s there—his voice echoing in my mind. He keeps telling me I’ve lost everything, that my empire is falling apart. But it’s not just him. There’s something else, someone else. I don’t know who or what it is, but it feels like they’re controlling me. Watching me. Making me question everything.”