Strange The Dreamer Series Novels & Stories

My vision became clear, and I said with a hint of surprise, “Dr. Frost.” I remembered the scene from my dream and felt a flush of awkwardness. I had just been enrolled in college. Before the semester started, a staff member told me that the dormitories were under renovation, so I was assigned to an apartment by the college. Since moving in, I had trouble sleeping and kept having many dreams. My neighbor, Steven Frost, was a psychologist, so I went to his clinic for help. I had not expected to have such an intense dream during the session. When I thought about the dream I had, my face grew warm again.

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 ..."

I hugged myself, not being able to look him in the eye. "Longer, actually…" I said quietly, but he heard me. He straightened himself before moving a bit closer to me and placing a hand on my leg, "Please, tell me." He said sweetly, I nodded. "Ever since I was a girl, I've had these strange dreams; at the start they were just of me running until I came to a halt with hundreds of eyes staring at me." He sat silently as I spoke, "Then they became different," he gave me a curious look but I continued, “It started showing both the vampires and werewolves and recently, in every dream, I’ve come close to death. And for some reason, for the past two nights, there’s this red moon that keeps popping u

"He is an anomaly. A localized temporal anchor. He shouldn't exist in the First Paradigm." "He didn't," the Stranger whispered, the shadows around his form peeling back to reveal a face pale with sudden realization. "Not in the way we did. But the loop... the loop isn't a circle. It’s a spiral." Ava couldn't breathe. The pressure of the golden eye was a suffocating weight on her chest, but the memories the creature had unlocked were shifting inside her mind like tectonic plates. *Little Dreamer.* She remembered the void. She remembered creating the first spark of light because she was lonely, and she remembered the shape that had risen from the dark to swallow it. But there was another memor

“Do you even read? A dream trace is a sediment of the dreams you have had. You may think you forget you dreams but the brain stores them somewhere for you and it comes back as déjà vu. Things you think you have seen before are just dreams you have dreamed and not remembered.” “How does that have to do with this?” “Some of their witches and dream walkers, Darius. They move from dreams to dreams, old or new and if they so much as sense that you talked about them? They will come for you because they do not like anyone fucking with their plans.”

In my dreams. Sleep offered no escape, only a deeper plunge into a disorienting realm where dreams and reality intertwined. They weren't just nightmares; they were something far more insidious, a series of vivid, insistent sex dreams of HIM, Mr. Stranger. His eyes, dark and impossibly beautiful, haunted my waking thoughts and invaded my slumber. His lips, a silent promise of untold sensations, appeared in the darkness behind my eyelids. And his hands… the phantom touch of his hands across my skin left an ache that lingered long after I woke. The next morning, I had emerged from sleep, bothered, disoriented, and a confusing cocktail of emotions I didn't want to name: frustration, confusion, a

I trusted you more than all the people I grew up with. What a strange thing for me to do, right? Well, I'm a strange person anyway. doing something to add up on that growing list of all the weird things I did in life wouldn't hurt. Anyways, I also want to say that I miss you. The last thing I heard from you was the plan we were supposed to do yet you never came. Please respond... I miss you... Sincerely, Your Stranger

She could have sworn that she could still smell her dad’s cologne, and with that, a mist began to form in front of her eyes, but this time she was in for a surprise. Before long she fell asleep with books littered all over the bed and the floor. Aj was trying as he made himself into a tight ball above her head. It was only seconds when Aj started to snore. Once she entered the astral plane, she felt like she was floating. Ever since Thomas had taught them to dream walk, Sage had been trying to protect everyone by popping into their dreams occasionally, and now she just wanted to remember the good times with her dad & mom.

Drakken woke up with a start, sweat pouring down his face. He had just had a terrible dream, one where his deceased mother was crying out for justice. In the dream, she told him that evil was lurking within the Kingdom, brought by a stranger. The stranger was the only one in the pack who didn't belong, and she warned him to be careful. The dream was so vivid that it felt real, and it left Drakken feeling uneasy.

Inside sera's dream " I opened my eyes and found myself in a very strange place and there is a stranger standing in front of me. I think it is a woman, but she looks very scary and hateful. I don't even know if she is a normal person or what exactly, I never feel that she is a normal person, but there is something strange going on around her and that's why I started shouting at her so that she might hear me and come and get closer so that I can see her in a better way, for she is very far from me. I hid my eyes with my hands, but I never wanted to see her, she is ugly in a way that can never be described, and that is why I preferred not to watch her and to keep my eyes closed like this, this