Old Dream Novels & Stories

Daniel cannot sleep well on that night and his eyes still wide open. He looked at the ceiling and thought about the woman whom he met at the coffee shop. He did not know what he felt at that time, but she just made him amazed by the beauty of her at the first sign. "Who are you, beautiful lady? Why did I feel that I knew you and have met you before? Did we meet somewhere or—" Daniel suddenly remembered his dream six months ago. A wedding dream in which the events and also the looks of the bride were so real.

Emma muttered over and over, squeezing her eyelids shut as her body dropped to the sand beneath her. “You’re pathetic if you think you can wake from this dream, precious. This isn’t just any old dream. You’ve got the Master’s Original made especially for you. Now let’s get this party started.”

"When I was about ten years of age, I began seeing a certain handsome man in my dreams. He introduced himself as Olu and addressed me as Bisiola, his wife from the past. He was always asking for my forgiveness and it was really weird. So, I resented and avoided him at first but with time he lured me with beautiful and thoughtful presents. He appeared to know what I needed even before I thought about it. Whenever he gave me a gift in the dream, it somehow manifests in the physical. Soon, I was the one requesting presents from him. All I did was think about the needed present before falling asleep and in the dream, he presented it to me. As a child, I asked for things a child would do even tho

Luna said, "This is the first time I've had such a strange dream." Hearing her say this, Olive also thought of something, "I also had a strange dream last night." Luna picked up the water cup and said, "What?" "But it's not a nightmare," Olive said seriously. "I dreamt that I went into a deep mountain forest alone. I walked alone for a long time, but I couldn't find an exit. Then it got dark. I couldn't see anything. I began to feel very cold." "And then what?" "I suddenly remembered that I seemed to see the sun on my way here."

Elora's day always starts with a dream. This dream was a bit different from the one she has when she sleeps and this dream was the type they call daydreaming. She was the shy and quiet type and she was so characterized by this that a lot of people didn't know about her existence. One of such people was Drew Summers, the only person Elora dreams of recently.

SLUMBER AND A DREAM Amanda's mind slipped into the depths as she slept, the veil between reality and dreams growing thin. In the ethereal realm of her subconscious, a dark and unsettling presence lingered. As she wandered through the corridors of her own mind, an eerie sensation washed over her, sending shivers down her spine. A sense of impending doom loomed in the air, casting a pall over her surroundings.

She stared at the broken fountain that settled in the corner outside, near a small storage house that only takes ten steps to get there—starting at the fountain’s point. In her sight, birds were flying, and steady trees without any wind were like city buildings. Over twenty-two years, Amandla had never seen what a city looks like and how people do things there. She was living peacefully, happily with her mother in the forest. Her dreams were anywhere in the city, but no one else could guide the house if she went together with her mother. She took a few steps forward and pressed her forehead against the cold glass from the window; she sighed. Even at three in the afternoon, the birds were sti

⸻ Then suddenly— The crimson eye widened. 👁️🔴 Azrael finally spoke. 🌑 A single sentence. ⸻ “He’s here.” ⸻ Everyone froze. ⸻ The Dreamer frowned. ⚡ For the first time… Even he looked worried. 😨 ⸻ The sky above reality split open. 🌌💥🌌 A darkness deeper than the void emerged. A presence older than memories. Older than gods. Older than dreams. 💀 ⸻

He seemed to be fading. “I’ll see you again, Jennah.” The buzzing grew louder. Jennah opened her eyes. Her alarm clock was going off. She reached over and slapped a hand on the snooze button and then focused to make sure she was in her room. She blew out a breath and tried to shake the fog from her mind. That explained a few things. The dream was so real, but not at the same time. Too bad, really. That man, Dominic, her mind had invented was quite nice to look at. No more chocolate caramel popcorn for you before bed, she thought as she slowly sat up.

He just did not know it yet. Instead of cooperating in secret, I might as well put my cards on the table. The light that had just returned to Miles’s eyes dimmed again. “Oh... right. Right.” He lowered his head and mumbled as he took out his phone. “Yeah. I’m this dumb, so of course you’d have to go to Victor in the end.” The corners of his eyes reddened. His voice was muffled, carrying a childish kind of grievance. I was helpless. I had just opened my mouth to explain when my phone rang again.