Lucid Dreams Wild Novels & Stories

'I'm glad you shared your dreams with me. I take a deep breath as the dragon bends its neck. His lizard-like eyes focus on me, and the lower lid pulls close multiple times as we gaze at each other. Hayden and Blake are bickering behind me, and I climb Lucy's neck with my hands gripping his scales. My head is a mess. It's been forever since I've had psychic dreams about the future, but yesterday I had one about our battle against Daisy and the demons by her side. Lucy fell asleep with my hand in his palm, and somehow, he ended up witnessing the same scene as me.

“She said it took a lot of her strength to do what she did. She wouldn’t be able to do it for a while.” Letty hummed, tapping her fork against her bottom lip. “It’s not unheard of. Mates can absolutely cross into each other’s dreams. I’ve just ever done it because frankly, I don’t want to know. I know Dallas would be dreaming of something stupid and I’d get mad over it, so there is no point.” “So it’s not unusual?”

First, I set the candles, create the perfect scenery. Dream walking is the ability to enter and explore the dreams of others, and it is a form of dark magic. In Dream walking, I will enter the conciousness of others, it is usually seen as entering the dreams of others, but now, It is a means to enter someone's conciousness, and have total control over the individual. It is a means that could come in handy, becasue everyone dreams, and as long as they dream, it is easier for me to enter that persons mind, a means of manipulation. It is a means of communication, exploration, and to some, psychological healing.

Had a weird dream. Tobi: What happened? Lila: I was in the woods behind the hostel again. It felt so real. Tobi: You dreamed you were in the woods? Lila: You were there too... The rest is too weird to explain. There was a long pause before he replied. Tobi: Yeah… dreams can be like that sometimes. Tobi's POV Dreams. Connected dreams. Impossible. Wasn't it? I’d heard whispers of bonded mates sharing dreams reaching for each other across any distance. But it was rare even among full-blooded wolves. And Lila was human.

will then be corrupted beyond repair resulting the body to become brain dead. Special dreamers which are called 'Lucid Dreamers' are people who can "swim freely" in the 'Plain of Desire and Idea' thus granting them the ability to control their perceived dreams albeit they do it unconsciously. Very few lucid dreamers can master this ability and swim freely on the plains of sleep thus having the ability to technically turn your dreams on and off as you swim towards the deep, these people are classified as 'Lucid Divers'. A few of these Lucid Divers have the ability to reconnect a dreamer's broken tether thus waking them up, these special people are called 'Dream Callers' and are considered as

Startled, I get up from the bed and move toward the window, pulling back the curtain with trembling hands. Outside, under the moonlit sky, a large black wolf stands in the clearing. Its silhouette is striking against the silver light, casting a long shadow on the grass. The wolf’s eyes glow a deep, intense blue as it lifts its head and howls again, a sound that seems to resonate with the very essence of the night.

"I know you will come back, and when you come back, everything that is new is ready for you. A new life, a new and brighter life, because I love you so much, you and Andrea are my life. " ***** Lana is not sure if she is just dreaming. Her vision is still a bit cloudy or maybe it is more accurate to say that what she sees around her is pure white. She struggled to remember everything that had happened before she fell asleep. All she knew was that she was walking to go out of the mall with a box of donuts in her hand. Then Andrew's car was across the street, so she had to cross the pedestrian lane. But then a car pulled up and hit her hard.

Kayla's Pov: So let me tell you a little about myself: For as long as I can remember I have been alone, it has its benefits but mostly it can be so dam lonely, do not get me wrong I love living in the woods I feel so free, and I'm not one of them horses that are so proud of them self although I know I am something worth looking at, but Sadler that is not a good thing as it mean I attract so much attention to myself which I do not need or want. I do sometimes miss being with other horses as I often see wild mustangs passing by, but life goes by and as soon as I turn 17, I am meant to find my mate! I have no idea on what to do the only other shifters around here are werewolves, the pack 'midn

The entire night was filled with surreal and fragmented dreams—none of them forming a coherent story. In one of the dreams, Miranda cradled a chubby, smiling baby in her arms. Behind her stood a tall, gentle man, softly encircling her waist, quietly reminding her to watch her step. But when she turned to look at him, he vanished. All that remained was an endless field of wild grass, stretching as far as her eyes could see. No trace of the man, no one to turn to.

I haven't been the same since that encounter with the old lady—the one who whispered strange things which haunt me like a curse. No, I've been dreaming about Yuki repeatedly and it's not getting any better. it's affecting me Physically I cannot sleep. I cannot eat. I cannot think straight without a glance at those long lashes, that peculiar smile, and the voice that seems louder than this cacophony of club music. So here I am. Here I belong at Lucid Fire, one of the most expensive and exclusive clubs in the city—where fantasies supposedly become a reality. For I am dead.