Dream weaver

Reads 453
Votes 37
Parts 37
Time 2h 10m

Reads 453
Votes 37
Parts 37
Time 2h 10m

I've been like this for as long as I can remember. Seeing wants and weaving dreams I can look into your eyes and tell you what even you cannot see. I can twist and I can purge and I can give as I please.All Rights Reserved

different fantasy mystery romance

Table of contents

37 parts

Content Guidelines

You may also like

I stand outside my home broken and shattered, who I am I don't know. I stare at my ever pale hands and try to see what made me like this from under my skin, but I guess I wasn't given that kind of gift but I have in me some form of powers that seemed to have brought me misfortune. I owe this all to my dad because if he never met my mom maybe just maybe I would have been born normal. I wish I wasn't born a freak, born a hybrid.

"A girl who wants to hide her feelings but will it work??"

"If I could change one thing, I want my life to mean something. I want to be someone in another person's eyes. Not a shadow in the background of everyone else's life. I want to know what it's like to live, More than just being alive."

"Some things are worse than death." Keep your head down. Don't cause a scene. And never make friends. These are the rules I have to live by to survive. After Vykens, mutated and soulless vampires killed my parents, I know they will come for me next. As an Aura, I can manipulate the light within me, the same ancient light Vykens feed on. It's supposed to be a sacred power, one used only for good and to help others. But if I want to survive, I'll have to defy the Auran Council and learn to use my rare ability as a weapon. Now I'm caught in something even bigger than I can understand, with a power I can't wield, and no one I can trust, except, just maybe, a mysterious stranger who's captured my heart, making him the biggest danger of all.

He won't let me go because he needs me? Why does he need me? I'm not special. I'm the quiet reader that stays by herself in school. Nobody needs me but my father. After I saved him from the beast all I can think about is getting out. That is until I found out three things: his secret, his curse, and that I need him too. Hopefully my secret won't make him regret needing me. ** I don't own this fairytale, I'm just doing a twist with it **

The Dead Shall Rest (Phantom Freddy X Reader) by Ryan_8431

When you were a kid, you thought that everything around you was normal, like seeing old and young people roaming around your house without anyone else noticing or watching tons of people talking together in cemeteries. This is how things used to be before you found out you have actually been seeing spirits. Your parents tried to convince you that this was an evil ability until that power gave you the advantage to investigate the new local horror attraction because it is said that some ghosts are walking in the hallways at night. It's up to you to find out where those phantoms come from and why they're here. However, it seems like you especially caught the attention of one of them...

Recently I find myself being different and people look down on me for it BUT no more! I shall make them see that I can use my powers for good and at the same time I'll make them see I won't take no for an answer.

The crazy adventure of mine by Nhulechan

This is the story of my crazy adventure, but honestly it's not real. The reason is because I have a "power" and it called rich imagination. Because of that "power", this story come alive.

I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.

"Tell me what can make you happy?" "You knew it already, no need to ask me." "I want to hear it from you." "Just to see you even a glimpse is enough for me. That's all I wanted for." "I can make you see me forever." "Silly you, you know it was hard, It's been two years." "Making you happy is all I wanted for."

Mind Wave

I stand outside my home broken and shattered, who I am I don't know. I stare at my ever pale hands and try to see what made me like this from under my skin, but I guess I wasn't given that kind of gift but I have in me some form of powers that seemed to have brought me misfortune. I owe this all to my dad because if he never met my mom maybe just maybe I would have been born normal. I wish I wasn't born a freak, born a hybrid.

More details