Dreamnotfound Stories Novels & Stories

Liber Somniorum is an old book that contains the mystery of dreams and how to navigate its plains. It explains how the plains of dreams are divided. First is the 'Shallows', a place where you will find yourself at the beginning of your sleep, the outside can influence your dreams and manipulate them based on your understanding, for example, the sound of water dripping outside can be projected in one's dream. Second is the 'Plain of Desire and Idea', it is the largest part of the plains and the most crowded, this is the place where your normal dreams happen. The third is the 'Deep', a place where people find themselves deep asleep that they experience no dreams at all. Next is the so-called '

The next day David woke up early since it was Saturday he had nowhere to go. He He decided to go and check up on Stella and admit his feelings for her. He decided to stop being a coward and take responsibility for her pregnancy. He was ready to do anything for her to forgive him and give him a second chance. He went to her door and was about to knock when he heard her talking but this time it seems like her constant nightmare she always tell him about. He opened the door and went inside and Tru to his thought she was having a nightmare. He walked up to her on the bed and woke her up cuddling her. "Is okay baby. I'm here don't be scared." He started coaxing her when she started crying. "David

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DOMINANT & SUBMISSIVE BY EDNA BRUCE. A.K.A YOURSYCHODREAMS REMINDERS Before you all start reading, please understand that this story is the first draft, and hasn't been edited, revised, or anything. And also, I'll be so happy if every one of you follows me here on goodnovel💋

Getting out of bed she walked towards the window and opened it and a paper immediately flew in, it was like it was waiting for her to. She scowled and picked it up intending to throw it back out when the writing on it caught her eye. " Need help with your dreams? Just visit my shop downtown @mamavoodoo's special shop. I can tell you your future, read your stars and tell you exactly what your dreams are telling you. For more information, call". Tiana's frown only deepened after reading the letter. The letter was both creeping and weird and what was more weird was the fact that there wasn't any number added. Also how did this supposed mama voodoo know she needed help interpreting her dreams?

he tells me sympathetically, with a knowing look in his eyes. l notice Fred watching our exchange, I grimace knowing he has been a witness to my nightmares. “The Nights Watch?” He asks me. I nod, while taking some deep breaths. “Yeah, same as always. Only my dream started with a memory of a girl I met when I was a child. So very strange,” I answer. “I promise, not a word of this will be said to anyone,” Fred tells me, and I believe him. “Shall we continue?” Damian asks.

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.

He looked first at me then to Veda and finally over to Josh, who had already taken a seat in his usual recliner. I looked up at him and choked out without believing it myself. “I don't know. But last night I dreamed that Laylan had met a man named Daemon.” I must have been convincing enough for Mitchell because I could see his eyes calm at my statement. I watched him as he walked around the couch and took a seat in the opposing recliner from Josh. We all talked about my dreams and what they could possibly mean though none of their ideas seemed to be to my liking. But I told them all about my dreams and even my vision that I had had as Josh and I were swimming. I told them all what all I had

With no knowledge of which way to go, I hit something hard and I black out. The next thing I know I wake up screaming in my bed, I shiver uncontrollably as the dried sweat makes my hair stick to my head. The sheets tangled at the foot of the bed, but my heart beat is already slowing because I’m at home safe and secure from any of those monsters out there in the woods. It was just a nightmare. In all the 17 years of my life, that would have to be the scariest nightmare I have ever had. I know I can’t go back to sleep after having a nightmare like that, so I get my phone out and check the time, its 2 in the morning I still have 5 hours until I have to get up. What am I going to do? I figure I