Dream Unmask Novels & Stories

She must have fallen asleep while bathing, and while submerged in the water, she naturally held her breath, leading her to have that dream. The man before her was, of course, the real Kendrick, not someone disguised as Aron… right? “Anna, why are you staring at me like that? You don’t even recognize your own husband?” Kendrick asked. She reached out, pinched his face, and confirmed there were no masks or anything like that. “I dreamt you turned into someone else and tried to hurt me.” “Now that you’ve confirmed, am I real or fake?” Kendrick continued, holding her hand and placing it on his face.

As much as I’m sad to close this chapter, I know it’s time for me to move on to new beginnings. But don’t worry—there are still stories I’m excited to share! If you enjoyed Blinded Dreams, I encourage you to check out the prequel, Dreams Come True. It tells the beautiful and unique love story of Sabrina and Travis, where Sabrina first sees Travis in her dreams. Their journey is heartwarming and full of surprises, and I’m sure you’ll love it as much as I loved writing it. Additionally, if you’re into fantasy, my bestselling novel Third Chance Mate is something you won’t want to miss. It’s a world of adventure and magic, and it holds a special place in my heart.

POV: Damian The sound of my phone ringing in the middle of the night had almost pissed me off. Not almost. It had actually pissed me off. I had been deep inside my usual dream. The same dream that had been haunting me for months now. Jade Firefly. She was always there. Standing in the dim red lights of the club stage, the glittering silver mask covering the top half of her face, the rest of her lips curved into that mysterious smile that had driven me half insane.

There was tension in his touch, as if he was holding back something. “Maybe he’s just stressed,” her wolf said, and she nodded and pushed down the worry. Meanwhile, Damon, who was standing beside the window of his room, kept staring into space as he gazed at the morning sun. He couldn’t explain the dream he had last night. In that dream, a masked man stabbed him right in the heart, and he fell to the ground, gasping for air. Just as he was about to give up, the masked man took the mask off his face.

she motions to the ladies behind her, “You can have all the fun in the world without worrying about the consequences over there. You will be able to meet new people without having physical contact with them. You will also not feel tired or drunk when you are there. Once you wake up, you will feel very refreshed and physically pampered to face the next day.” “Wow,” is all that I can say. “The only drawback about it is that you will not remember anything about it when you wake up. It will all seem like a dream. We also call this the Dream Escape.” “Cool,” is all that I can mutter. It does help if the people you will be hanging out with will not remember anything the next day. Not only that it

Damien’s hand hovered over one envelope, a flicker of hesitation betraying the composed mask he always wore. “You weren’t expecting this?” Serena asked. “No,” he admitted, voice low. “Some truths arrive unannounced. And sometimes, even I can’t control them before they take root.” ⸻ Hours passed as they sifted through the correspondence, uncovering layers of intrigue and deception. Each letter revealed not only political maneuvering but glimpses of Damien’s careful orchestration of his world. Serena’s mind raced to understand it all, but her attention continually returned to him—the man behind the Alpha mask, carrying burdens that no one else could comprehend.

But not more than the possibility of Mask showing up. A part of me, shamelessly, wanted to see him. The intrigue about his face still lingered in my dreams and my eyes. What would he look like behind that mask? His gray eyes flashed before me. Taking in a troubled breath, I peered at the dreamcatcher. The circulating fluid light in the central hole of the dreamcatcher turned into ripples of light and in the next second, Kyros and Verena were thrown out of the dreamcatcher. Both of them groaned on the floor, covered in tattered clothes, filth all over their bodies.

I nod and he smiles cheekily, so much like his normal self that I find myself relaxing, thankfully and I shove at his chest, gesturing to my face and clothes "But I'm not dressing up like this again, my feet are killing me." "Good." He belly laughs, dropping his arm lazily around my shoulders. "You'd be far too easy to beat at training in a skimpy dress and heels." ~*~ I wake up with a smile on my face, the feelings of love and contentment still with me after such a pleasant dream, I don't even question what my subconscious is doing by confusing Cain and Coal in my dream and putting Darius in there too, clearly I'm projecting my desire for my dream man onto his real life scary doppelganger a

I slumped back in my seat, knuckles still sore from the punch that should be termed the punch of the century. The Oakland tree was one of the hardest materials in my world… Liam Virell. Transfer student from the North. An arrogant human, who smells weird. Looks like he walked out of a forbidden romance novel and straight into my life just to piss me off. And now, thanks to him, we were both slapped with detention. No, not just us. Damon, too. The headmistress’s voice echoed in my skull like a punishment bell: > “Starting next week Monday, the three of you will serve one hour of supervised detention for your public display of violence and disruption.” <

This time my sleep is plagued by nightmares and dreams alike. But I only remember one dream, that still plagues my mind when I wake up. I cry out from shock as I am pulled out of the nightmare. My whole body is trembling and I am covered in sweat, which has drenched my clothing making them stick to my body. The image still haunts me, Ash calling out my name, his hand reaching down to grab my hand as I fall. Then suddenly the dream freezes and words appear in the sky in blood red writing. ‘There coming’ then it flickers ‘were coming, be ready.’ Then suddenly I am falling again, than just before I hit the ground it blacks out. That’s when I woke up. I lie there as still as possible, too scared