Raw Dreams Novels & Stories

Raphael clearly said dreamwalking was real, it was something a Reaver could do easily and enjoyed it. It would make sense that I could do it as well. I knew now that I was much more than just a Wolf. That would mean I dreamwalked to Raziel’s dream too. And when I summoned him to my dream with Alpha Drake, that was also real. Well, he was, at least.

The game "Virtual Dream" Max currently was playing was a masterpiece of the gaming giant "Dream Gaming" which marked the beginning of a new era of gaming where it's realism level of 90% itself left the other Virtual Reality products in the dust and caused a huge sensation in the gaming market with 500 beta players slot being grabbed only in the first 20 minutes and with a week remaining for its 1st month anniversary launch, the developer's have promised a huge surprise for the beta players, whose private information with real name has been concealed for security reasons and the gamer's been instructed to only use their gaming name or first name for their own safety. Of the many features of t

The room is filled with a sense of hope and resilience, as they embrace the uncertain future together. In vihaan’s bedroom vihaan was sleeping peacefully. In his dream, Vihaan found himself in a surreal landscape. The sky was a mesmerizing blend of vibrant colors, swirling and shifting like a living canvas. Trees with leaves of silver and gold danced to an unheard melody, and rivers flowed with liquid crystal. It was a world unlike any he had ever seen, both awe-inspiring and unsettling.

“Is everything okay?” “It’s… weird, is all,” Cameron said as he slid the plate of pancakes onto the table before her and drizzled it with maple syrup. “You haven’t had any… unusual dreams?” Talen asked her as he took the seat to her left with a cup of microwaved blood. Aislen worried her bottom lip with her teeth. How to answer that question? “My dreams have been…” She had dreamed that she was walking in a place with gleaming not-water that did not make her wet, somewhere that echoed hollowly and was so large that all she could see was an endless stretch of the not-water shifting with undercurrents of light.

"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

"I am here to teach you how to have sex. He said Drake's hand is moving back and front, he watches my body Aura change, I grab the sheets of my bed and began to enjoy his hands way down inside my pussy… Am I dreaming? Is Drake really doing this to me? I close my eyes and I fell right deep into this, Drake continue to moan dirty thoughts to me, as I accepted them in one piece, I let of my hands, I look at Drake's and as I brought out my hands to hold round his neck; he suddenly disappeared.. I woke up immediately by that, I look at my bedroom and I saw, it was only but a dream; a sex dream. Fuck; Am I really thinking about Drake Lowell, am I going to give heed to his proposal?....

“So, Knight Blackwell, how’s the firm?” “Fine. I just went there to check the first quarter report. Boring stuff.” “Hmm.” “Nirvana, can I ask you something?” “Of course, Zarah.” “Do you believe in dreams?” “Um.” I dabbed my lips before answering. “I think it has something to do with our subconsciousness and brain activity. Why?” “Have you had weird dreams lately?” I laughed softly. “Funny you asked. I just had a weird dream last night. I was in the middle of the woods. It was dark and chilly. I was barefooted, and I saw a gray wolf—”

When I dream, I see Carnelia waiting for me, wanting me, calling from the other side of a long, dark tunnel. "Primus," she cries, praying for me to return. "I need you. Please, don't die." With a snap, I wake to a cold room, the sound of snores and whimpers blending with the crash of waves. My body, bruised, battered, and singed, burns where cold hands touch me, my flesh unable to make scales to protect me from pain. Blinking up, a drake made of darkness hovers over me, his body outlined in blue as it drains away the fire from the net trapping me.

DAMIAN Red. All I see is crimson red in the shape of large welts on her naked skin. I open my eyes only to realize it's just a dream. With a weary sigh, I swing my legs over the bed. The pills and glass of water on my bedside remains untouched. That's perhaps the reason why my sleep has been nothing but shit. So, I take the pills and swallow them. Then, I lay back in bed to wait for sleep to come woo me. After trying unsuccessfully to fall asleep, I decide that a drive would do me some good.

Jake didn’t have to ask to know he hadn’t processed a word. "No," Lucas finally muttered, his voice low and rough. "Nothing that makes sense." Jake crossed the room, dropping into the chair across from his brother. He rubbed a hand over his face and then through his hair, still damp with sweat. "Lila was asleep when I got back," he said quietly. "I didn’t want to wake her." Lucas nodded once, slowly. "She needs the rest. We all do." Jake leaned forward, elbows on his knees. "But these… dreams, flashes—I don’t even know what to call them. They’re getting stronger."