Free In Dreams Novels & Stories

I came here for Frey, and if anyone would try to stop me, I had no choice but to murder them. Frey's eyes snapped in place when she sensed my presence, and she rose to her feet with tears in her field of vision. She was indeed a fighter and had the monsters’ blood coated over her. I wanted to tie myself to her power, but there was a distinctive connection that I felt with this woman, even when I tried to kill her in the dream state. I discarded that idea before it formed thoughts in my head. In defense, trapping her in her mind was the only way her powers could manifest, and it worked out perfectly.

If you had asked me what my dream job would be, I wouldn't have told you it was to be the maid of some rich man. No. My dreams had led me down a path of adventure and romance. Freedom to travel and experience the world my mother so feared. I had hoped to escape her fragile portrait of a perfect family and home. And when I went to college I really believed I could one day live out the dreams my late night fantasies conjured up. And don't get me wrong I tried. I went to all my classes, made friends with all the interesting people, I did my assignments, albeit last minute, and even held down a part-time job in the bookshop outside campus. For a while everything looked bright and great. That was

“What’s the difference anymore?” --- That night, she returned to the shared meadow alone. The voice was waiting. > Now you see, it said. Dreams aren’t one mind—they’re many mirrors. When you gave us freedom, you forgot something important. “What?” Even freedom needs connection. The meadow rippled. The dream began to reshape—threads of light weaving between every soul like veins. She realized what it was doing. > “You’re linking everyone permanently.” No loneliness. No separation. Perfect empathy.

Jade is chaos in a bodycon dress and I love her and I should absolutely not trust her. But I'm four glasses of champagne deep and wearing a white dress that says BRIDE across the chest in rhinestones and a tiara that says LAST NIGHT OF FREEDOM and we're in the VIP room of a club called Temptation and the bass is vibrating through the floor into my bones and I don't feel like being responsible.

⸻ The unfinished world transformed. ⸻ No longer a destination. ⸻ No longer a paradise. ⸻ A living reality. ⸻ A reality allowed to change. ⸻ Allowed to grow. ⸻ Allowed to fail. ⸻ Allowed to heal. ⸻ Allowed to choose. ⸻ The exact thing everyone had been fighting for. ⸻ Freedom. ❤️ ⸻ 🌙 The Dreamer’s Farewell The Dreamer looked at the newborn sky.

I dream of finding a life that’s more than the constant monotony of scrubbing floors and fending off beatings. I’ll never get that life. Not when I’m around twenty and look around eighty. No one wants a mate with no ass and no tits. So I’m told. Lately I’ve felt less and less like staying. I’ve got nothing to live for and not much left to give. I sigh as I feel sleep enveloping me. Most nights my sleep is dreamless. Or so I suppose…but the last few weeks I dream of being free. The first few nights, I interpreted this as being free in the Moon Goddess’ realm. I assumed I was dead.

Fated to the Alpha Demon (Collision of two different worlds) Chapter thirty Ava POV This is the best dream I have ever had in my life, I have never sleep this good and dang it comes with a sudden happiness I have no idea where it comes from. I dreamt about me getting the free life I have always wanted, sadly without my mom and my dad, but I got the chance to be free and have real funs without me locked in my bedroom and forbid to see the sun.

FREEDOM FREEDOM FREEDOM I can decide whatever I want. I think this is my fate to be lonely and controlled forever. "Mom, could you come and just get me? So we can live happily there? " I whispered. " I am ready to go with you there." I sobbed I cried harder and harder "Life is too short to give up my angel." I heard my mom saying in my dreams I fall asleep. _________ I woke up with my alarm and got up. I looked at my small mirror my eyes are red and puffy. I am just going to get up and get ready for work but my door burst open.

But I’ve been so distracted today by everything that’s happened that I didn’t truly give him much thought. Well, he’s at peace. That’s all that matters. I close my eyes. Sleep drags me under until I’m deep into a dream. It’s an odd dream. There are too many colors. Nothing makes sense. I am not walking on ground. I’m floating. It’s peaceful, though, despite the chaos. I close my eyes in the dream and breathe in all the colors, eager to make them a part of me. They have a distinctive smell; one that I’ve smelled before but can’t quite place. The smell makes me feel warm inside. It makes me smile. I am happy. I am free.

Telling myself I fell asleep in a park was way better than saying than trying to explain how I got here. “ Yes, that's what it is! It's a dream!” I said aloud, convincing myself.