Dreamnotfound Wattpad Novels & Stories

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

The weekend went by fast and 'not really' eventful with the best friends hanging out and soon it was Monday again. Dream sat on her bed, her face was smeared with drool and her hair scattered like a bird nest. It was one thing about her that literally no one knew about, she was an extremely bad sleeper. She threw her hand above her head and bent her upper body before opening her mouth to yawn loudly. She did her routine stretches, brushed her teeth and sauntered back to her room. She picked her phone and texted Jackie, Hey bae ;) She checked her school's group chat.

He began to find out the journal's divider in June and read one by one of his notes, but he didn't find any dream about marriage. Then he started to read his note in July. On the first and the second page, he could not find it. Then he went to the third page and he could find he wrote that he held hands with his bride. He also wrote about the bride's physical appearance that is almost the same as the woman that he met in the coffee shop. Both of them had long black wavy hair and also grey eyes. "Oh, God! I am happy because I have found her. I knew that I would meet her in reality. Hope that she will be my bride." Said Daniel with a smile on his face.

I could tell he doesn't believe me but he didn't push the matter any further, just curse under his breath and left the room, I thought he would come back that night but he didn't so I was left to sleep alone which had me crying all over again. Then a imagine of Fiona in Damien's bedroom giving him the pleasure I couldn't flash through my mind, giving him the pleasure I couldn't give him as a mate. That night I cried myself to sleep. **************** I frowned slightly staring at the book I borrowed from the school library, a book which is supposed to be about the legendary of witches and stuff but I couldn't find anything of sort in the book. Just some ridiculous story about witches which a

Akira replied, then down from the guardrail and stood in front of Lee Umji. "It must have been quite a while after waking out of the coma, before she came here, right?" Lee Umji guess thought of something. Akira nodded slowly. "How do you know?" Lee Umji took a deep breath. "I think Kim Hana wrote the Daydream script like a will. But before finishing it, my body fell back into a coma."

"Jesus Christ Kat! How could you forget such a serious thing? Knowing the name of the bastard that did it would make it easier to start finding him. You can't let him get away, that is if he's still alive. Even if he's dead, his son or daughter must pay on his behalf, a million folds. What he did is extremely terrible and can't be forgiven." "I thought I wrote it down somewhere but I didn't. The name certainly starts with the letter D, and the person is an Alpha male I presume. When I woke up from the dream, I was so terrified that I forgot to immediately take note of the person's name. Instead, I was thinking about what happened in the dream when you woke me up back then. And you said I was

She didn’t want to think about what he was, but Emma wanted to walk into dreams and control magic. Emma had seen village elders use magic but had none of her own. Daniel wanted to surprise Emma that night. With a snap of his fingers he brought the door out, and he snuck into one of her dreams, but when he opened the door, he found the small village was quiet. He heard the roar of a blaze, it didn’t take him long to figure out what he was looking for. Daniel could smell the smoke as he ran. “Emma!” he screamed not caring what a noise he made or who might see him.

he asked looking directly into my eyes. “I guess it’s a mystery we will never be able to solve?” I replied. If I could read his mind, I’m sure he would be like just tell me this your name so I could drop all this problem on your head. Mother given name has never been used by Dreamers, it’s one of the rules that makes us different from other people who can travel through realms. If your real name was to be discovered, you would be locked up in a building and all your colleagues problem would be placed into your hands to solve for them and for centuries those that have fallen prey to divulging their names have always died before solving even one person’s problem. Well only one person has falle

Jackson raised his glass of wine in the air, and then took a sip. Charles shook his head, smiling. "You know, I didn't understand why I dream of the girl with red hair, but now I know the reason behind it. It was all because I shall seek her to find her. In certainty, she exits somewhere and how blessed I will be if I find out she really does.” “You think?” Jackson asked with raised brows. “I don't think. I know," he said dreamily, and heaved a sigh. “My heart longs for her much more than myself. I just want to reach to her and touch her, hold her and kiss her.”

“If I knew, I would fix it. I can’t stop getting enough blood. I feel like a bus ran over me. Literally, I feel like I was hit by a bus. Those dreams were so real, so powerful, and I can’t shake them, Alex. I never, ever, have had anything feel like this before. I woke up a pool of sweat and took a shower once already. I feel like a wreck, and all I can do is think about Amber.” “Wow, Dom, that is crazy. I didn’t realize that. I don’t think I have ever heard you say anything about dreaming before.” “No, I hadn’t. I had this vision, which sucked a lot of energy from me. I then fell asleep, which just became a trap. I was stuck in a wonderfully, erotic, real, intense, and I don’t have the word