Power Of The Dream Book Novels & Stories

I placed my palm on the book. I feel him come behind me, until he is beside me. He looks at the book. "What is it?" He asked out of curiosity. I turn my head to him and lift my hand to palm his jawline. "That my sweeten, is our key to endless power." I whispered, drawing my eyes back to the book. Tonight I will harness its power when the clock hits eleven eleven.

“What the bloody hell is that?” I moved away from Ryker, my eyes were solely fixated on the book. Wiping away the shattered glasses, I did not care if it would hurt me. Once it was clean, I read the book to Ryker. “It is the Book of The Damned.” All I wanted was to get a hold of that book and satisfy my curiosity but when I did, I could feel the power surging from the book, my hands were painfully attached to it. Then the book opened, forcing my palm to hold it up the pages started to flip rapidly. So many images flashed through my mind but none of which I recalled. The book slammed shut and I blinked. I turned to Ryker and swallowed before finding my voice to speak, “Did you see that?”

she added. Hearing her words, I felt goosebumps. I never thought I held such power. Oh my god. “You need to unlock all your powers, control them and use them,” she added and turned to Degen. She closed her eyes and chanted something while moving her hands in front of him. A thick book appeared on her hands, “Here… this book can help you teach her and help you learn the tricks to help understand her powers,” She said, giving it to Degen. He nodded his head and took the book, it looked heavy and old.

CHAPTER FOUR The dream world doesn’t have a specific name so we should give it a name. Fiture or perhaps we should call it……………. Apparently, we don’t build their houses by ourselves, it materializes out of thin air, don’t get confused on me now, we all dream of something whenever we sleep right? Then whatever you dream of can be granted by the grant-master in my world, that’s if it’s deemed useful. Your dream can also be used as a gateway for very powerful dreamers who wants to enter this realm.

I looked up again and Mr Jonathan's book fell in front of me. It opened itself and wrote: "ONLY YOU HAVE THE POWER TO SAVE THESE PEOPLE... BELIEVE IN YOURSELF... THE BOOK WILL GUIDE YOU" And with that I woke up in tears as usual... It was the forth night now since I've been having the same dream about an unknown land being destroyed... I woke up before my alarm or before Mom could call... I went straight to the shower and ran cold water over my hair before I took a shower and got ready for School... It was Friday today and I was still having the same dream. Ever since my last encounter with the book, which I wasn't really ready to take any test that could practically be the end of me....

Sonja and the others watched the old book curiously, the cover depicts a compass with a crescent moon covering one side while a greek ship at the bottom carrying the two, the words Liber Somniorum etched in gold seem to be the title of the book. "The Book of Dreams." Samantha whispered. Phil and his friends looked at Samantha. "That's what the title means, The Book of Dreams." Samantha explained shyly. After Samantha's explanation, they returned and curiously read the book again. Phil then flipped the book and stopped at the page which explains how to control your dreams and a set of practices on becoming a Lucid Dreamer. Eric and Sonja were intrigued and wanted to practice as well, while Sa

It was nearly midnight when Leesa finally closed her magic book. She had read the section on dreams several times and discovered that the dream power was among the most complex and least understood of all waziri powers. Complete control over dreams was beyond even the most skillful of wizards—which she certainly was not.

she even commented it on me, as she clarified herself on what she wanted from me now. “As what could you see, I was reading a book seriously earlier, and you all of a sudden emerge from nowhere. How can you tell I am in depth of my thoughts?” I presented the book to my face again, even though I wasn’t really reading it actually. In reality, I was thinking about my dream last night and bothered owing to the fact that it seemed to be really true. I don’t know. I just find it weird in the first place. Why would I be dreaming such nonsense dream in the first place? When in reality, Dralia is mine and mine alone. No one can have her except me. And no one can keep her away from me instead. I would

I kept repeating, trying to believe the words even if they felt like a lie. I couldn’t help but feel helpless as dread slowly crept up my spine, making me shiver from the unknown. Ramona had stolen my power. I had a dream- not just any dream because this was violent and it felt too real. She had stood above me, her glinting with malice and an insatiable hunger- the same look she always had on face- as she had stolen the powers that I had taken from Valerie, the powers that were originally meant to be mine from birth.

He wanted to see her again without Edwin around. Her dream was a happy one. Daniel realized it was the proposal that she was replaying. That is when Daniel had lost it. He stepped out from behind one of the trees. They yelled and screamed at each other for what seemed like hours. That’s when it happened. Emma’s full powers came that evening on the night air. Her blond hair moved away from her face as she was lifted off her feet. Daniel watched as Emma’s eyes changed colors as her powers began to fill her and that was when Daniel knew he was in for it. Daniel had taught her a few spells and some simple ways to enter dreams, but now he regretted everything. Coupled with her family magic, Emma