Hi Dreamer Novels & Stories

She answered. “How come you don’t have a choice?” I asked her. “Mom got me into a scholarship there since she knew it’s my long-time dream to be in Paris.” She answered. “Where’s the Jaiden spirit?” Connor asked. “Think of it this way.” Connor said. “Remember the times you told us about how you dreamed of waking up there, finding your lover there, etc.” He added. “Take it as an opportunity.” “Connor’s right.” I agreed. “Who knows when you will achieve that dream.” I said. “Always remember that we’re here for you.”

she said, reaching for my hand. "I'm sorry. "I said, squeezing her hand, "Alright, let's have it." "alright. So, it wasn't just a nightmare you were having. And, likely, all that you were dreaming about was possibly happening in real-time, someplace else." "and Damien? Who is Damien?" "well, Damien is the name of the master who toys with his members' minds. As it is, it seems like he might be looking for new members. He got one of my warriors today, and he almost killed a child."

Asher, “You are back now. But what’s the use of of hiding now? We are all dead. Are we going to rely on you to fight with Boss?” Dreamer, “As we are still attacking the boss, she is gone. What the hell is she doing? She is so unprofessional. I will never fight Boss with this kind of person in the future. Its just a waste of time. God of fight, I will see if you dare to play with him in the future!”

She didn’t want to think about what he was, but Emma wanted to walk into dreams and control magic. Emma had seen village elders use magic but had none of her own. Daniel wanted to surprise Emma that night. With a snap of his fingers he brought the door out, and he snuck into one of her dreams, but when he opened the door, he found the small village was quiet. He heard the roar of a blaze, it didn’t take him long to figure out what he was looking for. Daniel could smell the smoke as he ran. “Emma!” he screamed not caring what a noise he made or who might see him.

Lauren 'Who would have thought that there was no champion at all, I should have investigated about it beforehand and I wouldn't have been so disappointed' Lauren closes his eyes as he falls asleep.

Because there he stood, my nightmare in the flesh. Damian.

As they are eating, someone called Dream and it was one of her classmates. "Hi, Dream!" The boy shyly greeted her. "Hi, Damon." Dream lazily greets him. Kenzo and Yara look at each other because they noticed something from the boy and then, they smiled. "Good morning, Sir, Ma'am. I'm Damon, Dream's classmate." Damon said respectfully. "Good morning too." Yara said with a smile. "You're alone?" Yara asked. "No, Ma'am, I'm with my parents. I just went here to say hi to Dream." Damon said making Yara smiled. "I'm going Sir, Ma'am first. My parents are waiting me outside. Bye, Dream." Damon said and Dream only nods. "Ok, bye." Yara said waving her hand.

"I know you probably hate and don't want to see me right now and it's quite understandable. I won't complain if you decide to ignore me the rest of your life but would you please not ignore me right now" That voice sounded familiar,it sounded like the one he wanted to hear all this time but he was scared, scared to turn only to found out that it was his imagination, a dream and he didn't want to wake up from it. "I just wanted to figure myself up . I wanted to know what I really wanted but seeing you here, right now and like this I know what I want" "Serena"

Mr Hensworth uttered. Alabaster Hensworth wasn't just the governor of Iceland, but deep down he knew he had a calling to become a clairvoyant someow. At least that's what he believed, even if it had to do with his intuitive virtue. “I am sure that's all.” “But I have a slight feeling you're not telling us everything.” “Well, your feelings are at fault Mr Hensworth.” “What was the girl with red hair doing in your dream? Did she says something to you?” Mrs Spielberg asked curiously. “She must have said something to you. Every dream has a meaning behind it.”

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.