Dreamcatcher Fanfic Novels & Stories

When they had blessed the union, he made sure that he came to her with a hand-carved box with his mother’s wedding ring. Daniel wanted Emma for himself, so he walked into Edwin’s dreams one night, but he was surprised to find Emma there watching Edwin with a soft dreamy smile. Edwin had been dreaming about Emma and their life together. Teaching Emma to walk into dreams wasn’t one of Daniel’s better ideas because now she did it with ease.

''It reminded me of back on campus. Gabriel and I owned one because we had so many dreams together.It stayed at my place and each time we had a dream,we would hold it and say whatever our dreams were. However,I threw it away when things between us ended in such a terrible way and stopped believing in it because all our dreams shattered.I was left hopeless and dreamless… “I bought you the dream catcher because I want all your dreams to come true.You told me that your dream is to have a Daddy one day.I want your dream to come true.”Gabriel's voice pulled me back to the real world and I stiffened upon hearing his words…

I wasn’t sure what to say. Damien squeezed my hand and looked at me. In a moment of sheer vulnerability, I reached out to him through our mind link, “I don’t know who I am.” “Who do you feel like you are?” “I don’t know. I was Alpha in Waiting of Iceclaw. I am your betrothed and mate. I am, maybe, the Moon Goddess’ heiress and promised princess?” I questioned touching the glittering moonstone that was warm and beginning to glow as we traveled North. It’s like it knew it was going home at long last.

We were so happy hunting last night, and now…” I sighed. There’s always rain after sunshine after all. Cassidy's dreams had always been vivid—a testament to the strength of her emotions. But lately, they had become increasingly intense, scary, tearing at the fabric of her soul. She dreamed of her mate, Brandon, locked in a passionate embrace with another woman, Hestia. And each time she dreamt it, it was as if a thousand blades pierced her heart. I know. I just know it… She could’ve been my mate. That was all just false hope then. Back before I met her, I was so focused on finding my mate in order to kill her. But now—

As we settle in for a relaxing dinner, the events of the day slowly fade into the background, replaced by a sense of contentment and camaraderie. As the night unfolds, I drift into a restless sleep, my mind plagued by swirling visions and fragmented dreams. But amidst the chaos of my subconscious, a new sensation takes hold—a sense of clarity and purpose unlike anything I've experienced before. In my dream, I find myself standing in a vast, sunlit meadow, the grass soft beneath my feet and the air alive with the sound of laughter. And there, in the heart of the meadow, I see Xander, my beloved mate, playing and running with a young girl by his side.

Dream Mate Fans, I rarely do this. But for the moment, I will be taking a short break from updating the book Dream Mate. As you may already know, I have been balancing writing three stories simultaneously. I am nearing the end of my book, The Hunted Hunter, which has taken over my brain. I cannot vibe with my other stories to write new chapters and can't force myself to write as it's honestly not my style. So until either I complete The Hunted Hunter or my brain can once again switch gears to other books, this story will be on hold. Thanks for understanding! Tiberius and Katrina will return soon, and we will find out how they get to their inevitable HEA together.

She never wanted to be. “He isn’t the Valor you once were friends with. He is Dankein Cosh, the king of Dream-catchers. Since you have declared war against him, he would do everything to find out your moves. You can’t sleep. And if you sleep, you can’t dream.” Shala suggested especially pointing Emerald and then looked at Jack, who just gulped.

He was hunting for a girl whose face he knew perfectly, whose voice haunted his thoughts, but whose name remained a cruel mystery. Ever since that fateful night when she had broken down and whispered the word *mate*, she had never returned to his dreams. Every single night, Kieran closed his eyes and prayed for the silver mist to take him back to the grand palace of his sleep. But the dream world remained frustratingly empty. Sometimes, he would catch a tiny, fleeting whiff of fresh rosemary while he slept, a cruel tease that made his heart clench in his chest. It made him wonder, with a sense of desperate agony, if she was still waiting for him at the edge of that dream house. Were they jus

EARLIER IN THE MORNING Alexei hovered in that murky place between awareness and sleep, clinging desperately to the dream. He didn't know why it was so important and why he so fiercely resisted the pool of consciousness. But he knew when he gets up, he'd be thrust unwillingly back into a very real nightmare dream. Ahh, the dream was so much nicer. Soft womanly skin greedy feminine muscles tightening around him the delicious draw and drag between the joined bodies. A hot lust mouth against his skin, sliding over to his neck, her finger in his hair, her smallfoot moving up his right calf, eliciting a shiver, as it brushed the sensitive skin behind his knee.

Chapter 80 – The Forbidden Pulse of It Jade experiences a vivid nightmare while unconscious. In the dream, she stands wounded on a windy cliff as fog swallows the landscape around her. Her sister Scarlett appears and initially embraces her, offering comfort. But the moment turns sinister when Scarlett suddenly pushes Jade off the cliff, sending her falling into endless emptiness while Kain runs toward her in horror.