Novels About Dreams Novels & Stories

"Up all night waiting? Too bad, he spent it with me. I faked a little flare-up, and he was glued to me. Proves I'm the one he truly values." I arched an eyebrow. "And your point?" Gone was the fragile act she played for Damian. Her eyes glinted with malice as she stepped closer. "You're nothing to him. Get the hint and leave! I know you saved him, ruining your hand and piano dreams. Your parents killed themselves over the debts from your treatments. So what? Damian believes me." My vision swam with anger, my right hand trembling uncontrollably. It turned out she knew everything.

He knew that asking out Olivia for a date is wrong, yet he asked her out without giving it a second thought. He goes back to bed and checks the time on his phone. After finding out that it was two-thirty am, he tries to go back to sleep. But try after try of going back to sleep, his mind won’t let him. The thought of his dream is blocking him from going back to sleep. He gives up on going back to sleep and decides to write in his journal, thinking that it might help him.

"Run..." "Run..." "Run....but you will never run far enough." "Ah!". Anna startles herself awake. Another nightmare, another dream of him. This stranger that keeps haunting her dreams. This has been the pattern of the last three years. She thought at first the dreams were sweet, her subconscious speaking to her empty heart. But slowly they have morphed into a chase of predator and prey. She chastised herself for reading too many damn romance novels in her early years, creating the perfect man...who doesn't exist. Now she's convinced this is her punishment for not engaging in any relationship, she never could, she had created the ultimate fantasy for herself and no real man could compare.

As much as I’m sad to close this chapter, I know it’s time for me to move on to new beginnings. But don’t worry—there are still stories I’m excited to share! If you enjoyed Blinded Dreams, I encourage you to check out the prequel, Dreams Come True. It tells the beautiful and unique love story of Sabrina and Travis, where Sabrina first sees Travis in her dreams. Their journey is heartwarming and full of surprises, and I’m sure you’ll love it as much as I loved writing it. Additionally, if you’re into fantasy, my bestselling novel Third Chance Mate is something you won’t want to miss. It’s a world of adventure and magic, and it holds a special place in my heart.

Her skin soft and warm against his, her breath on his chest, her hair smelled of lavender brushed under his chin. "You don't remember anything?" she couldn't imagine what he must've gone through. He shook his head, "I had a dream about it ... I think it was a glimpse of what I saw in that brief time I woke up in that room ..." he rubbed his face to wipe away the nightmare. "I don't want something like that to happen to you ... we can't risk it, your teacher is right, we have to get out of this contract." Charlie paused for a moment, she too had a confession to make. "About my teacher ..."

Making my way over to a nearby shelf, I began my search, my fingers wandering over the spines of the books, old and new, as I searched for a captivating title. I'd intended to look for some kind of gag book to tell Tyler about, but instead, I stumbled across a dream interpretation book that instantly caught my attention. This led me down a rabbit hole and I spent the entire morning skimming through books about dream interpretation, why we dream, and there was even a book on how to lucid dream.

Frank's book lay open before me, the pages yellowed and worn, and each line felt like it was tugging me deeper into an impossible reality. I had taken the seat at the end of the coffee shop, far away from everyone else, though with how quiet the coffee shop was at this hour, I had doubts anyone would bother me. I read slowly, savouring every word, hoping it would make things clearer. It didn't. If anything, it only made me more confused. "Mates often experience shared subconscious moments, especially in dreams. The more time they spent together, the stronger these connections become." The dreams. That was definitely about those weird dreams I had. Me as an animal running after a rabbit. I wa

I blush while looking over at Raven who approaches me with a few books in hand. “What did you find?” I question while holding up a pair of shorts checking if they will fit. I smiled when I see Rebecca grabbing tank tops in colors, she knows I love. “I found a couple pregnancy books that look good, and I found this one of Viking stories it reminds me of Vaari,” Raven answers while showing me the books and I smile remembering Mummo Adaline and Vaari Jyrki always reading us stories. “They look good, thank you,” I smile while grabbing the story book and open it seeing that it looks like Mummo’s book or at least the illustrations do.

I dreamt of wolves this time. The next day in class we were given a few options of novels to read for our next humanities project. For some reason I was immediately drawn to one with a wolf on the cover. It felt like an instinct, picking that one over the others. I wondered briefly if it had something to do with the dream I vaguely remembered from the night before.

"Of course not miss. I'm not implying that. I just mean that you can have a safe and warm place to spend the night if you want to." "And you're telling me that if I want, I can sleep, even if I'm already sleeping?" Both gentlemen at the table smiled, not laughing about what she said. It was just one of the funny happenings in the City of Dreams. You could indeed sleep within a dream. Mostly, those were sleepless, short periods within the bigger dream in which the mind is rested and was good, especially on emotionally demanding dreams like the ones in the mirrors. And then there was the myth that almost nobody believed that there were people that could dream within that dream, that most peopl