Dream Server Novels & Stories

"Please don't leave me." Tears running down my cheeks as I ran after the figure that was quickly out of my sight. My little legs helpless to catch up. The darkness scared me, I hugged my bear bear tightly and squeezed my eyes shut. "Elora. Elora. Are you ok my dear." I woke to someone shaking the shit out of me. Sitting up in the strange bed and taking in my surroundings. I must have had that dream again. They were getting pretty frequent now. They never made any sense. The person leaving me was a blur. I had no idea who or where it was. People told me it was just a dream but it was always the same.

“I don’t understand why you waited so long to mention them.” “I was sent here by my company for their mandatory therapy to help deal with work related issues,” I said as I did my best to control my irritation. “It’s a routine thing we all have to go through periodically. My dreams don’t pertain to work.” “Being a software designer for a gaming company the size of Playtronics can be stressful,” she mused. “Hence the mandatory visits to the shrink every so often,” I blurted. “As well as the invasion of your sleep with dreams that could very well be your mind trying to tell you about a new game,” she added.

Daniel cannot sleep well on that night and his eyes still wide open. He looked at the ceiling and thought about the woman whom he met at the coffee shop. He did not know what he felt at that time, but she just made him amazed by the beauty of her at the first sign. "Who are you, beautiful lady? Why did I feel that I knew you and have met you before? Did we meet somewhere or—" Daniel suddenly remembered his dream six months ago. A wedding dream in which the events and also the looks of the bride were so real.

Y one final time whether we could meet. He refused again, saying he was busy with work and maybe another time. I steeled myself and sent the message I had prepared. "Darling, if we can't meet and I can't even hug or kiss you, we should just break up." I blocked him without a second thought. After the breakup, no one lulled me to sleep at night. My sleep deteriorated sharply, and the nightmares came one after another. In my dreams, a secretary led me to his office. I pushed open the heavy door alone and found nothing but darkness.

What he says next shocks me into silence. “I had a dream last night and I was at a clearing and you were wearing a blank tank top and black tights and there was a boy with you. You were standing up on a hill and the boy was wielding a sword and cutting down all the monsters. You had your bow out and you were shooting at the monsters from above then you suddenly decide to race down the hill and attack the monsters with some throwing knives, it isn’t long until there is one left, and that is when you are thrown backwards and fall unconscious.”

I can feel my legs trembling, my hips lifting to encourage him where I need him. Damien pins me between his arms, his eyes burning with an inner light, their depths gleaming with lust and . . . more, just for me. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this, how many times I’ve dreamed of you this way,” he rasps, his body vibrating from the restraint as he looks at me, his hips paused momentarily. “In my bed, begging for my cock, ready to take everything I can give you.”

"You take them home safely I'll handle that volcano" he said pointing towards a girl who is sitting under a table angry. "Why I have always have to deal with two" Darren groan when last time scene flash in front of his eyes. With how much difficulty he take them home only he knows. It's like winning an Oscar. "Cause one Is your sister and other is your lover. I can't do anything Mr." Damian shrug turning around. Darren look at the girls who are sleeping peacefully on couch after sucking the life out of two boys. He slowly move towards them not wanting to wake up the devil's.

With Dream Mate completed, everyone must wonder, “What’s next!?” Well, I’m going to tell you, this may not be the schedule you were hoping to get, but this is what’s next. The Destroyer will be posted six days a week. Thankfully for my brain, it’s already written, and I’m just editing and making minor changes before posting a chapter.

it didn't matter how many times she tried to make her see reasons with her, Joana would not pay heed to whatever nonsense that will come out of her big mouth. She hanged up the call with a frown on her face. She stopped a taxi and flew off. At the same time, "Miss Emma, the boss has an appointment with a client at the Damie resort"Jude informed her " you know what to do" he muttered under her breath as she walked passed her. She carried a confusing manifestation." Damie resort" she murmured with uncertainty. Damie island was a private island as far as she could recall, what would a private island be having a resort for.

Modern, furnished and beautiful and looking new everyday although the house was five years old already. Juana's coffee was transparent, lot of water,lot of sugar, no milk. So she could see her face while sipping at it. Her big blue eyes were a bit undefined, her expression showed fear with a mixture of helplessness and unusual calm. Then the dream came again. Avocado. Garden. Branch. Third branch. Corpse dripping with blood. Loose. Screaming. Empty House. Dream. "Oh my goodness" she sighed, dropping her half empty mug. She tried to make meaning out of it, but it was a little creepy..