Galaxy Dream Catcher Novels & Stories

She was no exception. Her collection was the last to be showcased. Soon, her models stepped onto the stage. Titled “Galaxy,” Eudora’s collection went beyond dazzling evening gowns. Each design was like a unique planet, radiating a mystical and mesmerizing beauty. The primary fabrics were luxurious and carefully selected to reflect light like distant stars. Shimmering satin flowed like the Milky Way, delicate tulle resembled the mist enveloping planets, and intricate lace sparkled like constellations.

Puzzled, I did as I was told and saw a ring inside. It was not a ring with a diamond as large as a pigeon stone. The design was simple. It was a platinum ring with small, crushed stones resembling stars embedded into it. But under the light, it shone with a cold, brilliant luster. “Since you’re my fiancee, you need a token of my affection.” He did not speak loudly, but every word spread to all corners of the lab. “Otherwise, if someone creates rumors again, I’ll need to make another announcement.”

“Did you find out about what happened in the Yorkshire Palace?” Ynes nodded, finally letting her tears trickle down. She then brought out something from her pocket, it looked like a glass brick, yet there were words on top. “What’s this?” Alex asked. “The Divine Dreamcatcher!” Ynes said. “Back when we were still in America, I passed by a flea market, and someone was selling these. Since it wasn’t that expensive, I just bought one for fun. Unexpectedly, it became the greatest device to catch on with the latest Undead news.”

asked the six-year-old and her father answered, "Yes, princess. Just like you are my red riding hood and I am the big bad wolf…" He then began to chase her. Genevieve felt delighted, her life in the dream was so much different from it. She married a human Nathan and gave birth to a human Celestine. They were so much happier… _____________________________ *Nazneen's dream* "I'm sorry, Queen…" the wailing of the dragons lingered in her ears, with a smirk plastered upon her evil face, she ordered her sisters, "Ten more whips!" There were her banshee sisters, whipping each dragon of Thralia.

She tiptoed to my level and pecked my right cheek. "It's fine. At least now you know. Dreamcatcher is considered a carrier of good vibes. You see this hole in the middle, it filters out the evil energies and repletes them with positive vibes. Nowadays you're too tensed because of Zagan and work day and night to protect your kingdom. You can barely sleep at night so I thought to make this for you. My dreamcatcher will help you give a sound sleep and would protect you from that witch." Her voice turned bitter by the last.

Actually lucky and Sunny brought him and Drisha for dance and wine. They all danced and Harjot was all blushing and looking beautiful in green coloured suit with henna on her hands and feet and Danglers in ears. Suddenly Ranjeet sat on his knees, the music stopped after he winked at Hardeep. He took out a box from his pocket, picked up Harjot's foot and kept on his knee and then from the box he took out an anklet and tied it around on her foot and then on another one. It was too romantic the way he made her wear it as if to say,"now you are mine come with the blessings and love of your elders and I'll welcome you with the trinkling of these anklets. Harjot was very happy. The music started a

she finished. I had begun to sit down when she had said this and looked up at her confused. “What do you mean, 'Not exactly'?” I asked. “Well, it wasn't the dream I always had. This was different!” she began. I could see that this new dream had her a bit confused and a little jittery. “Well, I actually saw Laylan create a fairy!” “What…Wow?” was all I could spit out, at that.

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

Then, I noticed the dream catcher hanging just next to my window. It has been a long time since I had this thing with me. This dream catcher was a gift from my mother when I was a child. She kept reminding me constantly to put this on my window or anywhere near my bed, and that is probably why even though she's not here with me, I still have a habit of placing a dream catcher inside my bedroom even though I'm old enough to know that dreams are just dreams and nothing more.

she demanded. The man tilted his head slightly, and the fire seemed to shift with him, shadows bending away like they feared to touch him. The light caught the sharp lines of his jaw, the faint smirk at the corner of his mouth. But it was his eyes that caught me—no, trapped me. They weren’t just strange. They weren’t even just beautiful. They were galaxies. Real galaxies. Vast and endless, shifting and spinning as though I could fall into them and never find my way out.