Dreamcatcher Because Novels & Stories

~ The cloud rumbled, Heavy patter of rain drops on the roof awoke the sleeping Mareili. She rubbed her eyes and it took her a long moment to process that it was already morning.. Hm, she loved this. She loved it when she wakes to see a rainy weather. It makes her believe nature was trying to tell her to make peace with her soul and not trouble it with sadness. She propped herself up with a soft pillow, this time Leon wasn't by her side to surprise or rather shock her and she began to ponder if he had left already. She thought of calling him but immediately canceled the thought. She she slipped out of the bed and stood before her floor length framed mirror where she saw a horror of herself.

"Just thinking some poor guy is about to have a very difficult day." I chuckled softly as I reached for my purse. Then paused. My gaze lifted, slowly towards the ray of sunlight reflecting from the dreamcatcher hanging above my window. It swayed gently as the breeze waved it sideways, shimmering its radiation across the room. My smile faded as my gaze refused to look away.Something about it felt wrong.I couldn't explain it,I'd walked past it every day since coming back to vegas ,yet suddenly I couldn't stop staring. "Kammie?"

It felt extremely suffocating. Besides that, a clan in America called the Holy Path, which was quite an odd name. The disciples within this clan were quite weird, as they didn’t train much, merely using their brute strength. They had also somehow managed to merge their knowledge of technology with spiritual energy, mainly used to invent several odd devices… For example, their most important product was the Divine Dreamcatcher. It was somewhat like a phone that didn’t require charging, as it was powered by natural spiritual energy, using the waves within the universe as the internet. Moreover, there was unlimited usage of this device without paying any bills.

, she squealed clasping her hands together. She is standing there looking at moon confused trying to understand him. His blue exactly look like her pendant. After spending sometime alone at Terris finally she depart for her room when her phone ding. Taking her phone out from pocket she look at it . Her forehead cease looking at the unknown message. "Missing me" she narrowed her eyes on screen when another message pop up. "I know I'm handsome and forgetting this beautiful face is difficult" a chuckle left from her lips knowing who he is. The one and only self obsessed men Damian knight.

Time was warping around them and something was coming. “Megan, I think I found it. Well, part of it.” Said, Thomas, as he placed the green tattered book in front of her. Megan looked at the book, she saw a picture of a metal pole with what looked like a collar with spikes that looked sharp. “Is this a witch catcher? How is this going to help Thomas?” “David had given me something that told me how to finally catch her and, on the paper, it said to “trap with something old” and this my dear is old.” Explained Thomas.

in white cooperation Ashe was seated in front of the big mirror. she was being prepared for her next shoot which happens to be her last for the day. She was in a pink bikini and her long golden brown hair tied in a ponytail."Ashe, have you seen what is happening on the Internet?"Grace entered her dressing room holding a tablet in hand. Grace was a new model who was raising but not as quickly as Ashe did."what do you mean?" her attention was on the reflection in the mirror as her makeup artist do a beautiful job." check it out if you don't mind "Grace found her way beside her and placed the tablet in her hand" what the hell is this suppose to mean? who did that?" she pointed her other hand at

and quickly dropped my hand. “They’re dream catchers.” I arched him a dry glance. “Wow, you’re quick.” Grinning, he said, “I am. Do you have some Native American ancestry in you?” “Nope,” I answered in a bored voice, keeping my attention on the dance floor. “Then why dream catchers?” I veered my gaze back to him. “Because they’re my thing. Is that all right with you?” He grinned. “Perfectly all right. Did you used to have bad dreams?”

It was no one else but the head of dream catchers, the man who sent his people to keep an eye on her. The mighty .... DANK..... king of dreamcatcher clan….. DANKEIN COSH .... who was allured by her beauty but more by her powers which he knew got boosted by basking in the heavenly pond. They were restricted to bathe in that. So he wanted to have the powers.

I said a silent thanks to my Lord as I reached the top of the stairs. Relief washed over me as soon as I threw my weight on my tiny single bed. It was a habit of mine to fidget with the dreamcatcher hanging on the left bedpost - a gift from an old friend. A habit that brought about comfort. I needed the comfort after the weekend I had, and wondered if the dreamcatcher really did have that power. Regardless, my mind felt slightly eased, even though I was too exhausted to actually fall asleep, so I closed my eyes and waited until sleep got the upper hand. I couldn’t stop thinking about the Alpha. How his presence alone had my insides squirming with the type of need I never experienced before.

The goddess the werewolves prayed to. I had no idea why she had started to appear in my dreams but whenever she appeared, nothing good happened. All the misery in my life was because of her. If she hadn't appeared in my dreams, I wouldn't have talked to Harper after he treated me like shit. We wouldn't have gotten together and I would be saved from all the hurt I had gone through these past few weeks.