Dreamtale Comic Novels & Stories

“Oh god, you have no idea I've touched myself again and again to the thought of having an orgy with so many girls. But I've never had the chance to explore with anyone.” “Well now is your chance, baby. We will take good care of you tonight.” Dream spoke. “Touching myself and imagining an orgy of beautiful women was truly what kept me sane during those years of running in my village. Till I came here a found this crew. They've kept me grounded ever since, letting me explore their bodies as I please. And now we would do the same to you.” “You deserve it baby, you've earned it,” Celestine whispered. The air in the attic felt thicker. Their scents surrounded me. The knowledge that they were alre

He explained that it's the only transpersonal training center in the United Kingdom and one of the few self-sufficient charitable trusts in the world supporting research into dreams from a spiritual perspective. The DRI was part of the Center for Counselling and Psychotherapy Education Trust (CCPE) in Central London. It explores the connection between dreams and wellbeing from a spiritual perspective, requiring public events and an unusual archive, as well as teaching videos and educational courses, but that was just for public appearance.

Was it a dream? ***

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."

Talia’s pov I was lying on my bed, scrolling through my phone like any other night, when the message popped up. Unknown number. Just a few lines that made my pulse jump. “Masked kink night this Friday. No names, no faces, strict NDAs. Bring your darkest fantasy.” I stared at my screen and I just knew who sent it. It was Jamie from college. The guy who always threw all the wildest parties in school and he never apologized for it.

“Now that the tool is refusing to be used, you’re panicking.” “Lydia, please reconsider,” an elder begged. “We will compensate you.” “Compensate me?” I pulled a document from my purse. “It’s too late for that.” “What is that?” Milton asked, his voice tense. I unfolded the document. “A formal offer from the Silver Moon Clan,” I said calmly. “They’ve invited me to be their Chief Dreamweaver and offered me a seat on their council.” A collective gasp went through the room. “When?” Milton’s voice trembled.

He opened his arms wide, and I crawled into them. Some minutes later, and I dozed off into dream land.

I want to get to know you more. Fairytale_Dream: What would you like to know? I’m an open book. White.Wolf_Knight: Everything. I want to know everything I can about you. Fairytale_Dream: Well, you know I’m an only child and that it’s just me and my dad as my mom passed away a few years ago and you know my interests. Is there anything in particular you would like to know about me? And don’t forget our agreement from our last conversation you ask one question I ask one in return.

I cried dramatically in front of Serena as guests consoled me. Unbeknownst to them, I was secretly celebrating. The most troublesome person was gone, leaving only two insignificant fools to deal with. Suddenly, there was a commotion at the door.

Hearing the cheerful question, Sung-ho replied blankly, "I'm good. How are you, Myung-dae?" Choi Dea cleared her throat, breaking the mutual stare with him. His voice was husky and pleasant, it sent another motion of tingle through her body. 'Why am I feeling like this?' Myung-dae followed his gaze to her, then grinned again. He waved his hand to introduce her to him, "This is Miss Rachel Choi, the CEO of Dream Shade...." Before he could say anything more, Sung-ho stood up from his chair, never taking his eyes off her. He wanted to see her from more closer, as close as possible, he thought.