Dream Server Novels & Stories

Liz exclaimed, pushing past Kris. Liz moved towards the door but Kris grabbed her arm. Liz spun on Kris. "Let me go!" "No!" Kris replied, "If I'm not real, then how am I able to stop you? This is my dream. I'll do whatever I want in it." "Are you insane?" Liz was confused. This was definitely not Kris' dream. Was it?

Whatever happens, we face it together. Relief washed over Levi instantly. He grinned like an overjoyed puppy, curling into my arms before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss against my lips. That night, I had a dream. I saw myself being dragged back to the Grant family estate. Silas had prepared a wedding gown for me, forcing me into a marriage I didn't want. Vivian sat in a chair with an eerie smile. My hands were tied, so my struggles were useless. Despair settled deep in my chest—I could already see the miserable fate awaiting me.

Dusty Non-Flower also looked at him and smiled faintly, "What? With just one little dream demon like you, you want to control me?" Dreamless Nightmare is a kind of dream demon derived from nightmares, and nightmares are often a way to show the vulnerability of a person's heart, therefore, what Dreamless Nightmare is most skillful at is, peering into the most vulnerable place of a person's heart, and then taking advantage of the gap to enter the country. It wasn't that Dusty Non-Flower didn't have the most vulnerable places, it was just that with this skill of Dreamless Nightmare, he couldn't peek into the depths of his heart yet.

“If I knew, I would fix it. I can’t stop getting enough blood. I feel like a bus ran over me. Literally, I feel like I was hit by a bus. Those dreams were so real, so powerful, and I can’t shake them, Alex. I never, ever, have had anything feel like this before. I woke up a pool of sweat and took a shower once already. I feel like a wreck, and all I can do is think about Amber.” “Wow, Dom, that is crazy. I didn’t realize that. I don’t think I have ever heard you say anything about dreaming before.” “No, I hadn’t. I had this vision, which sucked a lot of energy from me. I then fell asleep, which just became a trap. I was stuck in a wonderfully, erotic, real, intense, and I don’t have the word

“You didn’t know?” Elena’s eyes widened. “You own… everything, don’t you?” Damon bent down to her face. His breath brushed her ear. “Not everything. Not yet.” Her friends whistled from the dance floor. “Go, Elena!” one of them yelled. She ignored them, heart racing. “I’m off the clock, Mr. Voss. You can’t boss me around here.” His grip tightened. “Call me Damon tonight.” His voice dropped even lower. “And I can do whatever the fuck I want in my own club.”

The game "Virtual Dream" Max currently was playing was a masterpiece of the gaming giant "Dream Gaming" which marked the beginning of a new era of gaming where it's realism level of 90% itself left the other Virtual Reality products in the dust and caused a huge sensation in the gaming market with 500 beta players slot being grabbed only in the first 20 minutes and with a week remaining for its 1st month anniversary launch, the developer's have promised a huge surprise for the beta players, whose private information with real name has been concealed for security reasons and the gamer's been instructed to only use their gaming name or first name for their own safety. Of the many features of t

Tears well up in my eyes. "Martha what is wrong, are you okay?" She touched my shoulder and I flinched again. She touched me, I felt it. Why does this feel so real? Was it real? Had I been dreaming all this while. Oh my God! "Mom?" "Yes sweetie, talk to me, what's wrong?" "Are you really real?" My mom and dad exchanged looks. "Ofcourse I am real" she caressed my cheek. It did feel real. "Whatever dream you had, it really got you whipped" Liam commented. Typically Liam will make jokes at serious moments.

He'd simply told the butler to handle it. When Tracy offhandedly said that she was hungry for seafood chowder, Raymond rolled up his sleeves to cook some himself, burning two pots in the process. Melanie's friends tried to talk her into accepting her situation. "Melanie, you have money and status now. Raymond's got another woman on the side, sure, but he hasn't mistreated you. Don't act like you don't know how good you've got it." "She's right, Melanie. With your dad gone and your mom in a vegetative state, you should count yourself lucky that Raymond still wants you."

“Don’t freeze now. Open the file. I believe in you.” The fan hummed loudly. I swore the laptop was about to lift off and fly into space. I wasn’t hacking anything illegal. Well—technically. I was doing my usual freelance job: testing a client’s firewall for weak spots. Normal, safe, nothing wild. But sometimes cyber-doors open to places you did NOT mean to enter. And that’s exactly what happened. With one wrong click… I slipped into someone else’s server. Someone powerful. Someone terrifying. A symbol appeared on my screen.

"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.