Lucid Dream Alyloony Novels & Stories

Alette nodded, locking eyes with Adelina. “I see things, mostly in my dreams.” Adelina chimed in, toying with a strand of her platinum hair. “I see outcomes, never the details in between. That’s how I know Tamara and Aralia are up to something. Sometimes, if the person is open to it, I can share my dreams and visions. It always leaves me exhausted, but it can be helpful—especially when people don’t believe you.” “I know I haven’t been reliable in the past, but I do believe you, Lina.” Alette sighed.

Faye stammered trying to search for the right words to say. “Cat cut your tongue?!.” Alora asked. Zemia smirked and pulled her close when he saw Faye's eyes darkened. “You have an Alpha aura! What are you, a Lycan ?!.” Zemias's brother said. “I am Alora and for what I am I would rather keep that to myself!.” Alora replied and leaned on Zemia. “Well, I am Loki!.” He said. “Nice to meet you!.” Alora replied.

Moonlight spilled across the floor, soft and silver. Sleep came slowly. But when it did, it came like a storm. --- The dream began in silence. Then came the growl. Low. Mournful. Agonized. Lydia stood in a cavernous room, lit only by flickering torches mounted to cold, damp stone walls. Chains hung from the ceiling like twisted vines. The air was thick with the scent of blood, smoke, and damp fur. Every breath burned in her lungs. Ahead of her stood a cage—its black iron bars warped into jagged, unnatural angles. And behind them…

Instead, my eyes drifted slowly to the heavy western wall, focusing entirely on the dark oak connecting door that led straight into Luna's suite. On the other side of that wood, she was awake. I could hear it. My advanced Alpha senses picked up the erratic, rapid thumping of her heart, the slight, jagged gasp of her breath as she sat in the dark. She had been ripped from the dream just as brutally as I had. She was sitting in a strange bed, wrapped in a strange blanket, terrified that the daylight would bring the rejection she feared so much. I stood up and walked silently across the room, my bare feet making no sound against the polished floorboards. I stopped just an inch away from the woo

I honestly thought the first person I would mind linking would be my mate, but I guess things don't always work as we want. “Hey Lucinda, Good morning." I wait for a few seconds and when I don't hear her voice in my head, I repeat her name. She still doesn't reply and I am about to give up when I hear a groggy voice in my head. The mind link is so freaking cool. “What could possibly be important that you are interrupting my beauty sleep, Alena? It's just three fucking am." It is obvious she is not a morning person. “A sexy dress. I need a sexy dress. I am trying to look sexy for Nathan, so sexy that he won't be able to resist me. I am going to seduce him." I reply with a grin, forgetting abo

Her dreams were filled with disjointed images—snippets of her past, memories she had long buried or forgotten. One night, as they rested in a dimly lit alcove, Lyra was jolted awake by a vivid vision. In the vision, she saw herself as a child, standing in a sunlit garden. The scene was serene and peaceful, a stark contrast to the oppressive darkness of Nyxterra. She could see the young version of herself playing with a toy, her laughter echoing softly.

She says, her voice going quiet. “I miss you too, Lily. And I want to know how things go with the prophecies and what you find out. So, let’s try, okay?” “Thank you, Aolis.” “I love you, Lily. Sleep well.” “I love you too, Aolis. I hope you have sweet dreams of me tonight.” “Me too.” I say before hanging up. For some reason, Lily’s suggestion that I have sweet dreams of her made it happen and for the first time in a very long time, my dreams are not filled with nightmares.

Ruby didn't want to willingly add another false memory to her head, so she didn't bother giving a thought to the name, or whether she was supposed to know him. "Hmm," she just exclaimed. "What are you running from?" He asked her. "I'm running from a horrible nightmare that I just won't wake up from." She stated with a shudder, Alden's brow furrowed while he tried to make sense of the message. But she was awake, he thought to himself. "I'm deeply sorry about it, and I hope you wake up from that dream." He said waving the reality off. Anabelle, Alden's sister approached the two slowly and cheerfully.

Alana’s POV My eyes were awaken by the sudden ray of the sun that bounced off my face, I placed my hand over my eyes while trying to adjust to the sudden brightness that filled my room,I rolled to the other end of my bed and just as I had thought Lucian had left me after such a good night, I began to wonder if I was a fool to let him have sex with me but then again I enjoyed every moment of his fingers caressing my clitros and the feeling of his dick filling the void of my pussy that I had long to fill. “Hey beautiful.” I was stunned at whose voice I heard and the word that was said, I turned in shock, I was shocked that my nose did not just pick up his scent from the surroundings. “My love

Faye stammered trying to search for the right words to say. “Cat cut your tongue?!.” Alora asked. Zemia smirked and pulled her close when he saw Faye's eyes darkened. “You have an Alpha aura!. What are you, a Lycan ?!.” Zemias brother said. “I am Alora and for what I am I would rather keep that to myself!.” Alora replied and leaned on Zemia. “Well I am Loki!.” He said. “Nice to meet you!.” Alora replied. The rest of them kept calm studying Alora.