Dungeon Dreams Novels & Stories

The dreamscape around them was alive with possibilities, a realm where stories took flight and imagination knew no bounds, a sanctuary where hearts spoke in whispers and souls danced in joy. In the heart of the dream grove, Theo and Axel discovered a hidden path that led to a garden of glowing crystals, each gem reflecting the light of a thousand stars. The crystals pulsed with a gentle energy, their colors shifting and changing with the ebb and flow of the dream world, a reminder of the beauty and wonder that surrounded them.

I struggled to raise my arm as I squinted against the light. “I’m…I’m out.” I gasped as my surroundings came into focus. It was the forest. Not the first from the nightmare. But a real forest. I didn’t recognize the area, but I was sure this was real. How did I get here? I had been in a dungeon the last time I was awake. ‘About damn time you joined the land of the living! I’ve been trying to get to you.’ August sighed in relief. ‘AUGUST!! TELL ME THAT’S YOU! TELL ME I’M NOT DREAMING! THAT YOU’RE BACK!’ I shouted, feeling like a kid on Christmas.

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.

I ignored the flutter in my heart and kept reading. ‘Dreamwalking is a mastery possessed by Reavers, enabling them to seamlessly enter and exit the dreams of others, as if they were physically present. This extraordinary ability also allows them to navigate and manipulate their own dreams, shaping the narrative and environment with precision. Many Reavers utilize their dreams as a mirrored reflection of their waking lives, creating a sanctuary where they can escape the mundane routines of daily existence. In this realm, they can find respite, allowing their physical forms to recharge while their minds roam free.’

It seemed like a wishing card, she guessed. "What is that?" She curiously questioned. Dong-hyun followed her pointed finger and tilted his head to the bedside table. "Oh, this wish card. One of my old friends sent this card in the morning, he wished me good health. I was surprised seeing this card, I thought he was running his underworld business. Who knew that he would recall me," he picked up the small card. "Health, eh?" He sighed miserably while looking down at his stiff legs. "What's the point of wishing when you know you will never walk again in the rest of your life?"

Only Aeternum and it’s allies knows that Dungeons also one of the contributor for an intense Monster Stampede phenomenon, and also the dungeon break phenomenon were also stemmed from dungeons that has not being managed properly. Aeternum were the only nation in Central Continent that were known to managed their dungeon carefully and also harvested the dungeon yield constantly. Certain dungeons often times has some specific harvest-able resource from it, for example, there is a Dungeon in Agriculture Region, Named Spider Dungeon, which is fully inhabited by a Monster Called Giant Silk Spider, and when the monster inside were killed, one can harvest a special Spider Silk from it. This silk is

It has someway gotten into my dreams, so that I no longer see Jude and I in rosy, sunshine filled places, where the sun shone very bright and the wind blew very low. No. I now see myself in tight rubber jumpsuits, as a warrior. Always the same costume. And my mission in those dreams are always the same. There is no one giving me this mission, but I see myself going to rescue Jude from all manner of dangerous places. From a fire filled bottomless pit, inhabited by big scary looking dragons. From dark dry desert, where I have to combat with huge dinosaurs that had large noses. From a flock of giant birds that have him, bundled up in a nest. And very many others.

"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

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.

"It's just a dream. The Barren is dry." Darius shakes his head. "It only looks dry. The river still runs through underground caverns beneath layers of poisoned rocks. You see goodness can never be destroyed, only hidden. So Ludovico, working with the dreamers ..." "He what?" I say, thinking I must have misheard. "He worked with the dreamers? The ones who dream this place from the inside? That makes no sense." Darius holds up a finger, "Remember ... irrationality. The dreamers have no allegiance. They pass no judgment. Perhaps Ludovico promised them the sacrifices, new dreamers to join their ranks. Perhaps they just thought our world needed a change. I don't know."