Novels About Dreams Novels & Stories

That night, Lyra’s dreams felt like something more than just the usual haze of her unconscious mind. From the moment she closed her eyes, she was drawn into a different place—one far from the bright, bustling metropolis of Elysium. The dream unfolded slowly, its details creeping into her senses until she could no longer tell if she was asleep or awake.

She teased, playfully tweaking my nose. I swatted her hand away, sending a playful glare. We sat on the bed, enjoying each other's company. "Anything new to share?" Emilia asked, flashing her signature grin. "I've been having weird dreams," I confessed, avoiding her gaze. "How do you mean?" Emilia asked, scooting closer. "It's difficult to explain. I dream of weird places and giant wolf-like creatures speaking in parables, saying something about finding my purpose." Emilia shrugged. "Wow, that's a lot... but I don't think it means anything." I blinked, surprised. How could it not mean anything?

~ A M E L I A ~ I wondered if I had gotten even a minute of peaceful sleep last night, which is something I seemed to ask myself every morning I’d wake since… I can’t even remember how long. It felt like forever at this point. Those three recurring dreams taunted me every night without permitting me any relief by allowing me to force myself to wake up. Engulfed in flames, surrounded by crying newborns. Attacked by a wolf with ash fur and eyes like a demon.

"Is it because of the sound of the TV? I can turn it off!" "No, it's not because of that!" She replied. "Actually, I was reading a romance book." "What novel is so interesting that you spend the night reading it?" "It's not that, it's just that I couldn't sleep, so I picked up a random novel to read. It was a strange story that starts with the main character having the same dream over and over again." She spoke without giving too many details.

The author had masterfully woven a web of intrigue, leaving me desperate to uncover the truth alongside the protagonist. As I closed the book, I felt satisfied. For a brief moment, the haunting nightmares and restless nights were replaced by a thrilling journey through the pages. The dull ache behind my temples had subsided, replaced by a newfound sense of calm. I only have to imagine what will happen next instead of being bothered by my own dreams. I placed the novel back in the drawer, grateful for the temporary respite it had provided. Maybe, just maybe, tonight will be different. Perhaps the fictional world I had immersed myself in would follow me into my dreams, granting me a peaceful s

Would he be disappointed upon hearing it didn't? "No...And I don't think they're returning anytime soon..." "What makes you think that?" I haven't experienced any flashbacks, nor have I had any dreams since I woke up. Dreams can symbolize fleeting memories or ideals, narrate stories of aspirations, and occasionally invoke fear. Over the recent nights, I didn't encounter any vibrant visual experiences during sleep. I believed my slumber was simply genuinely tranquil, but what if that assumption is incorrect? What if I lack the ability to dream? It's possible that I'm overanalyzing, or maybe my focus on this notion was too intense.

.. .. .. .. #Skylar P. O. V Have you even been stock between fantasy and reality, A dream and the real world not knowing what you prefer.. Well if you have then that's just how I'm feeling right now. I feel like I'm dreaming and I'm not sure if I really want to wake up. When I used to be a nerd I'd read romantic novels I always thought it's funny how the main character just seems to fall in love in one day.

I closed my eyes, hoping sleep would take me on a ride to forget my past and move on. ****** Have you ever been on a journey of love where you love someone dearly, but all you get from them is rejection and ridicule? If you have reached this point, you are the best soul ever. Welcome to another adventure of mine. This book promises to take you into a world of drama with twists and turns that will leave you guessing throughout. Don't stop, keep going and feed your curious minds as you join Nadia on her journey to loving Sidd and hating him to the last point.

Jules insight: Julia: Some memories get lost in those Dreams. I once read a book, forgot who the author was but he said that Dreams are formed by one's insecurities, perfection, fears, hopes. The list kept on going until he paused and stated that 'A dream is another world that exists in the mind. Which has its own creations and flaws and one can't in any way control nor plan it. Dreams are sometimes formed by predetermined thoughts. They are connected to the inner voice that one hears when reading a text.

Ah, I've been waiting for that question since earlier. "I'm glad you asked. You see, this is the real world. Reality. But what you're living in could be called another world, but a different world where people from the real world such as us, create plots and characters to our own liking. That is what we call a book, or a novel. We read it but you get to live a life in that world of yours with your own thoughts, dreams, ideals, ambition, interests and actions, but it will all follow according to the Author's plot. And if the story is finished, I'm not sure what happens next. And the world you are living in is called 'Endless Poison Love', its a fantasy-romance novel." I explained.