Dream X Corpse Novels & Stories

Then he drew a circle around himself and closed his eyes, as if meditating. I tugged on Salem’s arm, but he did not move. “Stay,” he said. “You must see what Mr. Cillian is.” For a moment, nothing happened. Then Mr. Daffodil’s corpse convulsed, and let out a scream that was devoid of fear or rage or sorrow—an empty, emotionless husk of a scream. The bones of his fingers extended, stabbing through his fleshy tips and cracking open his nails. Tattered, red-streaked shreds of skin and cloth fell to the floor as his ribs cut through his chest and shirt, and a webbing of bone formed over what remained. Cheekbones punctured his face, causing blood to splash down in thick waterfalls. His teeth grew

a voice filled with rush fall on my ear and next he grab my hand but before we move light come again turning me almost blind. But the scene in front of stop my breathe. Everyone turns into zombies. Their eyes are dark red , veins popping out of their skin. They take unsteady steps here and there . Blood oozing out of their mouth, the sight is bone chilling. How this happen my brain stop working as I stood there numb. I flinch when Damian pull my hand but he gag my mouth with his hand. "They can't see so move without making sound." He whisper lowly and we take slow and steady steps towards exit. Sweat trickle down my head as some of them are quite near to me. One wrong step an....

"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

Very soon all shredded and damaged human body parts got stuck together and in merely couple of seconds they turned into several dismantle human’s corpses… they all looked so disgusting that words cannot describe them, their vein and broken skin was falling around like clothes hung on string to dry, few of them were missing they hands, legs, some of them were having their chest bone opened to stated where everything inside its body was visible, few of them had lost their most of part of their head which was making their skull visible. “WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS…” I unexpectedly heard Draco shocked filled voice rang in my ears, I turned my head and caught him staring at this mummified bloody corps

I'll figure it out sooner or later, hopefully the former. Within a few more minutes, I feel myself drifting off into yet another peaceful sleep and let it take me away to new fantasies only my subconscious knows about. However this dream seems similar but much different from my usually smuttier dreams. This one feels real. There's the harsh smell of fire, smoke, and blood all around me. There's dead bodies scattered everywhere and Damon is leaning over a strange looking creature that's now dead by his hands. He turns around and his eyes are black as the blood from the creature.

Several hooded bodies encircled the golden resting places, all chanting in low unknown tongue with their features shadowed, in their hands carrying goblets filled with crimson liquid. One came forward carrying one bigger than the rest, decored even fancier than the coffin, in it, blood. His chanting grew louder, more crazed at the blood was poured over onto the body. Just as the robed strangers continued the ceremony Xavier suddenly awoke from the dream. Beads of sweat trickled down his body and matted his white locks. He sat up, running a hand through his hair, a sigh escaping his lips. His pulse was quick, the scene burned to his retinas despite never entering his vision. Anxiety began bui

I replied and she came closer to me before taking my hands and making me look at her. “Tell me what happened. Maybe I'd be able to help” she coaxed me to open up and tell her and I licked my lips before I finally spoke out. “In my dream, I was with Dax and we were both dressed in white while taking a walk by the beach. Suddenly, he began to bleed and his clothes turned all red. He was dying Clarissa and I made no attempt to save him. Dennis was also there with me and we were both smiling so menacingly while Dax died. It was a nightmare because I would never do that” I narrated the dream to her and she looked horrified too.

Standing there with wide smiles on their faces were mom, dad, Liam, kelly, and Lilly. Was I dreaming again? I could hardly tell when I was dreaming these days. They are dead. They all dead. How are they standing in front of me? "Well someone isn't happy to see us" mom always said that "She probably woke up from the wrong side of the bed" kelly joked. Typically kelly says that. What is going on? My head starts spinning and soon I found myself on the floor, all of them rushing towards me. "No, don't touch me" I backed away fast, "you not real" I whispered to myself. Wake up Martha! Please wake up. Tears well up in my eyes.

Crassus stared at the direction of Dagon with an unclear gaze before directing it at Chanel. "You lost him, didn't you?" "Obviously." Replied Chanel as she turned to look at him, a cold smile lurking at the corner of her lips. The two locked gazes for a while before the man broke free and walked into the house. Later that night, Drexa towered over the place where she buried Cassidy's body. Behind her were three vampires with shovels. Drexa took a swing from the alcohol which she held before taking several steps backward. She turned away from the grave and said, "Get me the coffin."

The bond thrummed weakly, and I reached for it. For her. Even as everything in me broke. **************************************************8 Valkhara The dream was soft at first. A flicker of flame. The scent of cedar and blood. Then it darkened. Smoke. Pain. Screaming. Daxos screaming. I jolted in bed, heart racing, body drenched in sweat, shirt twisted around my hips. “Daxos?” I croaked, sitting upright, throat dry. And then I felt it. The bond.