Dreamer Island Novels & Stories

Jill reassured him. “So, what’s the catch?” Wren said. “There is no catch. I worked in the school library for a long time and people only ever used it for spreading rumours so I know what you love. This island is a dream come true for you, I promise. It’s just a slightly eccentric island with a few rules that are ruled over by a giant sentient jellyfish who lives in an underground shrine directly underneath the hospital.” Jill explained.

"I am the son of someone who wants to destroy this place and also the island to the North called Pack Redmoon." Hearing what the teenager said, Dantley gaped slightly and pulled the youth into the room where there were only the four of them. "Pack Redmoon? How do you know about that island?" asked a worried and suspicious Dantley. "That island is where the werewolves are ...." "Woah what's all this about, islands, and werewolves I think you guys are out of your minds," said Sami who didn't understand the current conversation. "Werewolves?" Ituen who also understood all this because he knew that his wife was a nation of werewolves.

“Tell me the truth.” He looked at her. She had never seen him so exhausted. “So many people have lied to me,” she continued. “The Architects.” “The Keeper.” “The future version of me.” Her grip tightened around the key. “You.” A long silence stretched between them. Finally, Orion nodded. “All right.” He looked toward the eye. Then back to Ama. “The First Dreamer created the Sea of Possibilities.” The statement hung in the air. “He imagined realities.” “He dreamed futures.” “And somehow…”

I answered Craig. In my dream, the island and the castle were there. I didn't have much time to look around. Yet, somehow I could tell where it was. At this moment, the island was in another dimension under the sea. All I had to do was get to the location of where it should emerge and call out to it. And wah-lah, it would appear.

"What is a dream dweller, Elfar?" "Dream dweller is the bridge of the supernatural. Between the dream realms and ours. Anyone powerful enough could invade your mind and pass the bridge... thus making you an oracle. The one who sees the past and the future. And if someone who could seize your mind, could control you. That is why your father wanted you gone rather than bestowing you the curse of the gods. He wasn't a terrible man, you know. He just wanted to have an ordinary life. A happy one. Poor but mundane, away from all the conflicts and war between supernaturals and the church. He tried, you know. Wed a beautiful human, but before you were born, Damascus' grandmother had used him and inv

DAMIEN Maldives is paradise. The kind of place that you see in travel magazines and wonder if it could be real. White sandy beaches, crystal-clear water, palm trees swaying in the gentle breeze—it’s everything you’d expect and more. My late father outdid himself with his last wish as every plan of his is going on well. Who would have thought I, Damien Donovan would ever be travelling to the Maldives with my wife for our honeymoon?

Kevin mocked. “I’m also not feeling well since earlier, I was thinking where there is a vacation place called Dreamworld. But I think it’s a new recreation place like on Singapore Island. Or like Astro World in America, it’s also called dream world. So it’s like a kind of dream place. Eh, it turns out to be a dreamland. I don’t mind if I’m only invited to sleep, I’d rather sleep with Fanny than with you,” Jonathan said at length.

It's your company, not mine. "Don't say it like that, Joo-eun. Believe it or not, you're always welcome to join me in Dream Shade, nobody is stopping you from that. Joo-eun slammed her drink bottle on the table, her face turning angry. "Choi Dea, I'll never go there as long as you're the CEO! "Oh," Dea smiled at her rage

I disregarded it and snuggled into the seats once more, ready to sail into another dream planet. The tugging continued, followed by a man's voice that sounded suspiciously like the driver. "Small oga, we don reach house. Shuo! You dey sleep like person wey don die. Abi you don die?" There was a long pause in which his last statement was enough to slip me out of dream land and into reality. A loud yawn slipped past my lips before I could stop it. The stretch that followed, released the tension from my shoulders and body. When I deigned to open my eyes, the driver was standing agape, looking at me with wide bulging eyes.

Just as Nicholas explained his location, he kept his gaze fixed on the man, ready to attack in case he tried to run or do something bad. Whatever happened to Aria, he knew Lucas was involved somehow. “You need to stay with him,” the operator instructed, “ do not engage further till the cops arrive. It is important to keep him there and get as much information as you can.” *** Damien arrived at Seren Isle, a remote island located in the South Atlantic Ocean. On arrival, he had been shocked to see such a beautiful island with forests, rolling hills and beaches. This was nothing like New York where there were modern distractions. Even the inhabitants are a small, indigenous population that live