Dreamers The Novels & Stories

Whatever happens, we face it together. Relief washed over Levi instantly. He grinned like an overjoyed puppy, curling into my arms before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss against my lips. That night, I had a dream. I saw myself being dragged back to the Grant family estate. Silas had prepared a wedding gown for me, forcing me into a marriage I didn't want. Vivian sat in a chair with an eerie smile. My hands were tied, so my struggles were useless. Despair settled deep in my chest—I could already see the miserable fate awaiting me.

***** Meanwhile, in Elviria… Alison lay asleep, her breathing steady but her brows slightly furrowed. In her dream, she was back by the stream with Damian. The night sky and stars danced on the rippling water as they splashed each other like children, laughter echoing through the air. Damian’s smile in the dream was warm, full of life. “I will always find you” Damian said in her dream She reached out to touch his face, but the moment her fingers grazed his cheek, the image blurred. The dream faded—yet a single tear escaped from her closed eyes and slid down her cheek. Alison woke up and wiped her tears

"I—I saw them. The men who want to take me. They were here. They were inside the cabin." "Hey, hey," I said again, my hand steady on her arm feeling her softness. "It's just a dream, baby. You're safe now, I promise. No one can find us here. And even if they do, I would die first before they can lay a finger on you."

"The Dreamer knew about the bugs?" "The Dreamer is the one who created them. It dreamed reality into existence nine billion years ago when it was barely conscious, working from a compressed, incomplete version of its own awareness. It made mistakes. And now that it is ninety-nine point nine percent awake, it can see those mistakes and is quietly fixing them while pretending to watch television." Jack leaned against the elevator wall and laughed. It was the exhausted, slightly unhinged laugh of a man who had just discovered that the grandfather of all existence was secretly patching the universe's source code during commercial breaks.

“Like everything else about him.” The room laughs. Daniel stirs. His eyes flutter open, bleary and confused, and for a moment he just stares at me – his bride, naked, riding his cock, surrounded by his friends. “Elise?” His voice is slurred. “Wha... what’s happening?” “Shh.” I put a finger to his lips. “Just a dream, baby. Go back to sleep.” His eyes close again. He’s too drunk to process, too far gone to understand what’s happening.

Its voice was soft, familiar, and achingly gentle. "Seraphina. My daughter. My creation. My completion." I felt my heart stop. "Your daughter?" "Yes. I am the Infinite Dreamer. I am the one who dreamed the Dreamer. I am the one who dreamed existence into being. And I am the one who has been waiting for you to wake up." I stared at the Infinite Dreamer, my mind reeling. "You dreamed the Dreamer? You dreamed existence? You created all of this?" "Yes. I dreamed the first thought. I dreamed the first spark. I dreamed the Origin. I dreamed the wolves. I dreamed the bridge. I dreamed you."

Flashes of my stepdad, Dave appeared in my head as I felt pleasured by Jackson. I rushed to open up my eyes, so I get to etch the face of Jackson into my head, and I saw Dave again stroking his fingers in and out of me. “Ohh daddy” I moan softly as I called out to him. I must be hallucinating, cause this is Jackson right here doing his thing on me. He looks up to me “You want me baby?” he asks as he fingers me vigorously. He brings out his fingers and put it in my mouth. “Do you taste good?” he asks.

Silver light spread through existence. Every universe brightened. Every star reignited. Every world felt warmer. Hope itself seemed to awaken. The eye stopped moving. Watching. Waiting. Then something impossible happened. The Dreamer smiled. Not fearfully. Not sadly. Happily. As though seeing an old friend. The Builder looked horrified. "No." The Dreamer ignored them. And spoke directly to the eye. "You're awake." The eye blinked. Reality trembled. Then a voice answered. Not through sound. Through existence itself.

"Yes! I'm dreaming and I've been here for almost two days. I slept fine thinking I was going to wake up in my real life, but I am still dreaming. I find Tessa and Pearl here as handmaidens. strange. My father is a King, My mother is dead, and you... a Prince. It is very frustrating, I miss my Mom my friends, my life, and I don't know what that story of a stupid Diamond is supposed to mean to me!" She panted breathlessly, after pouring out the load in her heart. Dexter's mouth hung open in astonishment. "You are right, I won't understand." Ruby put her hands back on the rail and hung her shoulders in disappointment, at herself. Expecting someone in her dream would understand what it was like

Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.