Dreamcore Scary Novels & Stories

With a choir, singing in her living room! “Beth,”Emma said ever so sweetly,“honey,are you totally sure you weren't having a dream?You must realize how this sounds!All this talk of caskets and corn children giving you ominous warnings….did you watch a horror movie before bed?You know how those upset you.” Beth composed herself as best she could.”No, I didn't watch a horror movie Em.I came downstairs thinking I’d left the telly on and there in my living room was a casket with me in it!And a choir of children.”

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

I screamed out as fear cloud the whole me, shadows trios speaking strange tongues came out the cave as they encircle at me, a scary monsters followed behind screamed at me, I screamed out my lungs "Hey babe, get the hell up?" I heard her as it did come from a distance miles I jolted up, as my spine shiver, my heart pound my chest, Steph held close at me she did caress my hair, I did feels scared about my dream, the wall clock signal 5pm. "Shh, you should be scared about nothing babes, calm your nerves" Steph whispered me

“Therefore, before I take care of Lee Sehun's things to be transferred to another place, then I want to meet,'' Lee Umji replied with another special intention. “I see ... alright. Where do you want to meet?'' “How was yesterday's cafe? Close enough right, I guess where we are right now is also not far.'' ''Of course. I'll be ready and thereafter an hour, okay? '' “Okay and Ha Mino ..., '' called Lee Umji, pausing for a moment. ''Yes?'' “Take the Daydream script over there later." Ha Mino smiled spontaneously. “Alright.'' Although Lee Umji only mentioned the Daydream script that he needed to bring, he knew very well what it meant. Hopefully the thinking isn't wrong this time. ***

THIRD PERSON P.O.V The women were thoroughly soaked to the skin with water, their hair was matted and plastered to their body, their heavy makeup was already flowing down their faces giving them a scary look. Damien frowned as he could make out shrimp scales and pieces leafy vegetables. The heavy smell of fish permeated the air and made him step farther away from them. "How could this happen" "Who did this? My hair! My makeup!" They all screamed as they accessed their bodies.

"Forget it. I might as well try anything at this point. Go ahead and do my makeup. The goal isn't beauty—it has to be eerie and scary. Viewers love watching players lose it." I thought about her unusual request for a moment. "Honestly, I don't think beauty and creepiness have to clash. The obvious way to scare people is with grotesque, horrifying makeup, but there's a more effective approach—when you look beautiful yet still inspire pure fear. You may look innocent, but in truth, you're a flower blooming in the dark, nourished by the corpses around you. "When players stumble helplessly into your traps, you clap with glee, your face twisted into a crazed smile, the slits at the corners of you

I squeezed her hand before Dominique pulled me back from her dreamscape. I took a long shower once I woke up for a couple of reasons. One was because my body was really fucking tense after being there. I had never seen the Dreamworld for what it truly was. So, it was unique to say the least. Definitely not somewhere I would choose to be if it was not because of her. Seeing her bleeding out from that beast was enough to make me panic. I was not used to panicking for anything. It was frowned upon in my line of work.

They were etched into my memory now, and a sense of fear and urgency washed over me. I needed to see Kaden. Damn my earlier decision to stay away from him. Damn him too for respecting it. In the dream, I had found myself in a dense, foreboding forest. The moon casted an eerie glow through the twisted branches overhead, casting long, haunting shadows on the forest floor. I had watched as a young man, whom of course I recognized as Kaden, ran desperately through the woods, his fear palpable. As Kaden fled, a monstrous beast emerged from the darkness. Its form was shrouded in shadow, but its glowing red eyes pierced through the night. With each step, the beast had gained ground, its snarls echo

[Rachel's POV] I woke up in a cold sweat, my heart pounding in my chest. The vivid images from my dream lingered in my mind, replaying like a haunting movie. A lycan and a wolf locked in a fierce battle, a woman and a little girl running for their lives. The terror of the chase, the slashing claws, and the echoing screams filled my ears. It was a recurring nightmare that had haunted me since childhood.

Jax immediately stepped in front of me. Then I saw him. The man who entered didn’t feel human. An Alpha stood in the doorway with a deeply scarred face and eyes darker than death itself. His pheromones smelled rotten and rancid, like corpses left beneath the sun for days. Blood stained his clothes. Not old blood. Fresh. His dead eyes locked directly onto me. Then he smiled. “Found you.” Terror slammed into me so hard my knees nearly buckled. The Dreadlord. He tilted his head slightly while studying me with terrifying fascination.