Dungeon Dreams Novels & Stories

I murmured "You tried your best" A month had passed after Lily's death. Home never felt like home. School even got worse, news started spreading about me having dreams and how it actually happens. Everyone avoided me, no one wanted to associate with me, except for kelly and Liam. I felt like an outcast. I wanted to drop out of school but then I remembered my mom did everything to make me be in school, I was not going to throw that away. i haven't had any dreams since then and it really made me worried and alot scared than before. I didn't know what to expect.

I was laid back onto the soft plush bed of my Asteria. The room all quietned after a while leaving me to my horrid dreams of the crystal moon pack. The drawstrings of blood in the walls of the dungeon and the decaying body in the corner of the dark dungeon. The crystal green Jade falling off the hand of the dead body of the merchant's daughter woke me up from the nightmare I was having as I panted, catching greedily onto my breaths.

If she survives the dungeon, she will come out stronger and determined. Amelia closed her eyes and didn't realise that she had dozed off… ***Amelia opened her eyes with a sharp grasp, her arms clutched her cheap dresses as if she'd just escaped from the wild dogs indeed. Her chest heaved up and down, pounding wildly against her rib cage. She heard a voice in her heart, still echoing loudly in her mind “I shall return…” Was it a dream? Is this what dreams look like? It's so real and she glanced around, oh, she's in the dungeon.

"Is there any way to stall them?" "Why do we need to stall?" Barren asks, giving a broad grin. "We can go straight to them. But first, put that suit on." Ten minutes later, I’m suited up and held tightly against Barren as the ground beneath us opens up and we begin to fall through the dream plain itself until we crash through a bubble and find ourselves in what looks almost like a BDSM dungeon filled with people in many different phases of sex and dominance. "What the hell?" I hiss as the stench of arousal reaches my nose. "Who the fuck dreams of shit like this?"

As much as I’m sad to close this chapter, I know it’s time for me to move on to new beginnings. But don’t worry—there are still stories I’m excited to share! If you enjoyed Blinded Dreams, I encourage you to check out the prequel, Dreams Come True. It tells the beautiful and unique love story of Sabrina and Travis, where Sabrina first sees Travis in her dreams. Their journey is heartwarming and full of surprises, and I’m sure you’ll love it as much as I loved writing it. Additionally, if you’re into fantasy, my bestselling novel Third Chance Mate is something you won’t want to miss. It’s a world of adventure and magic, and it holds a special place in my heart.

it might be that 1-2 months before the real battle, who nows when they change their mind so, he should capture it. he has his smartphone, and he can gather any useful information, from it, he couldn't get any information about jewellery but he finds out full information about the dungeon. The dungeon itself carries many secrewhareseis still unknown, many dangerous beasts live there, who are like to eat human flesh, many bloods lusty monster live there, it's not going to be easy journey, there are many screat lies there who know what they face in future, since there future a insertion and what done is done, but some herbs help to heal and some of them give super power, and some of them are al

They were all curious about the woman rumored to have bewitched the Johnson heir and driven the wife away, wanting to know how spellbinding she really was. On the second floor of the manor, Tracy was dressed head to toe in haute couture, slowly descending the steps with her best friends in tow. "Oh my god, this is such a grand affair!" Gianna exclaimed. "You really gotta hand it to the Johnsons. I'm sure that just these fresh flowers alone cost a small fortune!" Tracy cocked her chin smugly when she heard that, enjoying the praise and attention she was getting. "It's nothing. See this blue sapphire brooch on my chest? There are only two such jewelry pieces in the world, and the other one bel

"One last one for the road. She shattered under his touch, a quick, sharp orgasm rippling through her, pussy clenching on nothing, juices slicking his fingers. Jax grinned, feral and satisfied, bringing them to his mouth for a final taste. SLUT SQUAD!! If you are reading this, you're pronounced "Dirty Slut Seeker" part of the Dirty Slut Seekers! We all have fantasies don't we? Bet your cock's throbbing, or your pussy's soaked right now, panties shoved aside as you read every single filthy fuck dream. Did you edge or cum untouched, or touch yourself? Drop your own fantasies here, readers. Tell me in the comments: What would you do if you were Zelda right now? Beg for more? Spill your dirtiest

I question, and the mischievous smile on her face makes me want to know what game this is, but at the same time makes me want to flee the room. what is this little diva concocting in her head?

The vivid images of Haven, Necromancers, and Cryomancers swirled through my mind like a maelstrom, each scene bleeding into the next in a chaotic dance of color and sound. I was a passive observer, trapped in the labyrinthine corridors of my own subconscious, as my dreams attempted to process the tangled web of emotions and loyalties that had ensnared me. And yet, despite the turmoil, I had deliberately chosen not to dreamwalk, to instead allow my mind to wrestle with the demons that haunted me.