Technoblade X Dream Novels & Stories

“Mathias, you’re nothing better than Griff.” The display tech noticed something and scrolled down the page. “Uhm, Miss Andrea, isn’t your family name Archer? Do you know a Melody Archer? She’s listed as the designer for Snow Promises – Forever… and Winter Equinox. Didn’t you say you designed Winter Equinox?”

Liya presented her argument, telling me that she knew what a dream felt like, and what I just experienced wasn’t one. “Haylee? Look at me?” Xalen’s calm voice broke the thick ice of thoughts in my head. I turned my gaze to him, and he muttered, “Bad dream?” He spoke so softly, and my inner child leaped with joy, but at the same time, I wondered if I should call this dream a mental illusion or whatever that was—a bad one. I shook my head. “A confusing but oddly pleasing one that left me yearning for more.” Xalen couldn’t understand me, and I couldn’t blame him. After all, even I couldn’t understand myself or what game my mind was playing.

Ohh shit, I shouldn't have said that, I had never told Father about those dreams as I never wanted to appear weak to him. “ Well yes but those are just weird dreams that don't count, just some woman calling my name to run and all, so I just ignored it whenever it came up,” I stated as I hoped he wouldn't be angry I never told him and hoped he would think I was weak. “So do you still have these dreams right now?” he asked, his vice stern as the tension in the room drew darker. “Well not always, but father that's not the point, the point is Xander knows about the whole plan, and I'm sure he is certainly planning on destroying us the blade completely.” I voiced out, as I cut the tension right o

“That’s what the white creature is. A Gravok. They herd Ferals. I’m so fucking sorry I wasn’t there to protect you.” I gave a watery laugh. “It was a dream, Xan. You can’t fight dreams.” “I hate that it touched you at all,” he growled, brushing damp hair from my face. “I hate anything that scares you.” I closed my eyes and reached inside myself. Wolf? You there? Nothing. Not even an echo. Figures, I thought. Just trauma. Xander suddenly pulled back, clapped his hands once, and flashed that wicked grin that always melted my defenses.

“I still don’t understand a word you’re saying and how do you expect me to believe you when I don’t understand what you’re saying.” “It’s your choice, if you don’t believe me the elders will be able to separate us and then nobody would be able to save the world.” “….. The world? What does my dying and waking got to do with the world?” “There’s a battle brewing up in the dream world, well more of a coup than a battle.” It says. “And everyone knows that the savior will win, he will then surely direct his anger on this realm. We both need to be strong if we want to have a chance to fight this war or better still don’t let it get here.”

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"I'm going to uninstall it." The Daemon let out a shriek that sounded like a thousand modems screaming in agony. It moved with a terrifying, frame-skipping speed—one moment it was thirty feet away, the next it was a blur of shadow and bone-blades hurtling toward the console. "Xander!" Xander didn't flinch. He was the ultimate Hardware. He met the creature head-on, his tactical blade clashing against the Daemon’s bone-sickle in a shower of white-hot sparks. The impact was deafening. Even with Xander’s Alpha strength, the sheer force of the blow cracked the ancient stone beneath his boots.

Or Aiden. "I'm so sorry," I whispered, afraid of breaking the trance and connection with him, if I raised my voice. "I came to know about everything. Katelyn. The attack. Sebastian." "How do you know that?" "The dreams," I confirmed, waiting and wanting to hear him speak again. He scoffed. "Of course. The dreams with the goddess." I didn't say anything to that. What was I supposed to say? I had a feeling that he didn't want me to say anything to that. His scoff seemed accusatory and I crossed my legs over my bed to sit comfortably.

Joana was in a dream world thinking of Maxwell and how they would sleep on the same bed with him. Emma started feeling hot after taking two glasses of red wine.

Xavier sighed. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, he had never been a fearful person or someone who was scared of things like nightmares but this dream really scared the daylight out of him and just to think it was Scarlett who stabbed, that frightened him more but he wasn't ignorant of the enemy's power to use illusion in deceiving others. "But you can tell me anything, remember?" Scarlett smiled and caressed his jaw with her pretty and soft fingers. "Was the dream that bad?" Xavier smiled and placed his hand on her hair "I would never hide anything from you.you are my mate, my better half and there would no need to conceal things but this dream is one that I would like to keep secre