Dreamlike Stories

Author's Note : You have found this book a collection of short yet profound stories for those whose minds wander into the unknown. Within these pages, you will find a short folklores, each a fragment of the author's thoughts, emotions, dream she had walked, and hidden depths. These stories are written for those who dream, who see the world through their own unique lens, and who seek meaning in the unspoken. A Collection of Whispers and Wounds : In the cracks between worlds, where sorrow has no name and dreams rot into mist, there exists a place untouched by time and mercy. Here, feelings are heavy and faceless. Here, love wears a bleeding mask, and rage slumbers beneath velvet skies. These fifteen stories are not merely tales they are the echoes of unspoken fears, unshed tears, and memories too fragile to survive the light. Enter if you dare: where lakes murmur lost lullabies, plush creatures cradle the last breath of innocence, friends become betrayers in the name of forgotten oaths, and a hollow-hearted village waits for a feeling it will never recognize. They are meant to be unsettling, unresolved just like the emotions we sometimes fail to understand. Let the eerie and mysterious accompany you on this journey of discovery. These are not stories meant to comfort you. They are the ones that haunt the places where your mind drifts when you think you're alone. "In every silence, a scream. In every goodbye, a curse. In every smile, a ghost." You are welcome here. But remember: once you hear the whispers, they will never leave you.

There was a place that felt perfect. A garden filled with warmth, where the air was soft and the world seemed untouched by anything dark. For a moment, it felt like nothing could go wrong. Until he stepped beyond it. Drawn by something he couldn't explain, David enters a place where beauty lingers... but never stays the same. What begins as something gentle slowly turns into something else-something hidden beneath the surface. The deeper he goes, the harder it becomes to tell what is real and what only seems to be. And when turning back becomes the only choice left, he realizes one thing: Some paths are easy to follow... but not all of them lead you home.

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Eliza didn't mean to fall into another world. One moment she was chasing her friend across the playground. The next, she was tumbling through a rainbow waterfall, landing in a place where frogs fall calmly, bears are made of honey, and salmon wear floaties. But this world is not as whimsical as it seems. Something is draining the color from the land-and from the creatures who live here. Something the frightened animals call the Black Queen. Eliza has a gift. Her emotions have color. Her tears can heal. But every time she gives a piece of herself away, she has less to hold onto. In a world where a queen takes and takes and is never full, what happens to a girl who keeps giving? The Girl Who Spilled Blue is a middle grade fantasy about sacrifice, grief, and the colors we leave behind.

The Black Rose is said to bring all kinds of trouble. Trouble that everyone knows can make you go mad. Unfortunately Prince Augustus (August) realizes that too late. What happens when seemingly innocent dreams become more and more upsetting? What was once his only escape becomes the thing he starts to dread the most. When angry civilians turn and attack the kingdom, the safety of just eleven year old August gets threatened and he is thrown into a pit of both grief and paranoia. Eventually leading him down a dangerous path to "madness" as fear turns to anger. The only thing that calms him is to remember the girl with the violet blue eyes that he used to meet every night in his dreams. She was real, he knew it. They had a connection through the same black peddled flower that most believed to be the cause of all despair. But on the night that tragedy strikes again, he is no longer able to reach her. All he can do is hope they can meet in the much more complicated world, called reality.

The Endless Opus is an evolving collection of reflections on existence, pursuit, and harmony. It begins with a half-formed sentence suspended in digital ether: "Living is knowing this is all a dream within the godhead, knowing the truth, and being content with the multitude of variations of reality, but that content is moored to the certainty of the..." In the pause before pressing "Enter," serene acceptance emerges-certainty resides not in conclusion, but in the ongoing dance of pursuit. From this moment unfolds the timeless metaphor of the hunt: the eternal interplay between hound and fox, rendered in vivid orchestral imagery of mist-laden forests, thundering paws, russet tails, and light fracturing through emerald canopies. The hound surges with primal vitality; the fox evades with cunning grace; a mediating arrow-guided by an inherited whistle-observes and harmonizes from above, transforming chase into mutual creation. Blending philosophical inquiry with sensory immersion, this series explores presence amid uncertainty, childlike wonder in the unfinished, and the boundless energy of striving without final resolution. What begins as a single reverie grows into an endless opus-each new reflection adding a movement to the symphony.

The main character Wesley discovers a beautifully weird, dreamlike world filled with vibrant colors. But, when it turns night, nothing can be safe.

I was bored and the ball had nothing to offer...until she walked in. A mysterious encounter with a mysterious woman changed the direction of the night, and our lives, forever.

The world, it went on as normal. Day to day nothing changed. Until one day it did. She opened her eyes and knew that day was going to be different. She didn't understand how she knew, she just did. She also knew that her life was going to change forever.

A short story collection about tales from magical realism, surrealism and places that held our minds. All shorts stories was based on Antoine de Saint-Exupery, Jorge Luis Borges, Haruki Murakami and others stories. Art styles were made by me and inspired from fpe. This short story collection had nothing to offense everything and anyone. Also there's grammar and bad writings but you captured those stories later.

A short story and take on the faery-tale, Sleeping Beauty. Princess Roslyn will do anything if it means an escape from her world...

Each character has a short story that's only a few words long, but things go terribly wrong, their lives start crashing with one another. Note: some readers may have trouble reading this novel, words get scrambled and odd. It gets truly weird, not suitable for screen readers. Enjoy this surreal, psychological horror novel.

These are monologues written after the moment passes. Not arguments. Not confessions. Just the things you think when you realize you might be too much for some people - and not enough for yourself. This isn't a diary. It's a record of feelings that didn't get to speak.

"I blamed the correspondence of the twirling, mourned blood." A poetic monologue unraveling the aftermath of emotional war-where memory is fractured, truths are venom-laced, and even the moon feels too far to touch. This is not a love poem. This is a reckoning. As the speaker grapples with deception, mythology, and the remnants of a relationship that once felt divine, the past returns in waves-sweet, eerie, devastating. 🌌 What do we do when the person we trusted most becomes the ghost haunting our own reflection? For readers who crave: Emotionally raw lyricism Dreamlike imagery & metaphoric depth Themes of betrayal, myth, femininity, and self-reclamation You are invited into the ruins. Read slowly-some truths only bloom in the dark.

Okay, so this is my first story here, hope you enjoy. I'ts about a teenager who moves with his family to a new neighborhood. Unfortunately the place where the town has been built on is a place where once upon a time, people never entered. Reason being the strange and awful tales that were spread about the wood, about creatures like no one had ever seen before. The main Character (Brandy) ends up going into these woods where he gets himself into big trouble.

Do you believe in love at first sight? For a lucky couple this thing called true love struck them both hard. Almost too hard to believe. Will they stay together until the very end?

"In a world where reality frays at the edges, a masked boy slips into his imagination. Church organs play backwards, toys are carved from knives, and a new phobia - anthroclaoustrophobia, the fear of soulveil - takes root. With only two characters, this surreal horror explores queerness, identity, and the fragile line between memory and madness. Inspired by haunting music but wholly original, this story blurs the boundary between nightmare and dream, inviting readers into a faded, eerie world where nothing is certain and everything is unsettling."

Alicia goes into the forest alone. But she wouldn't even think about what awaits there. Strange characters appear, guiding her towards an unknown destination. What is the truth at the end - about the forest or herself? And she questions, is this even real...? Any feedback is welcome.

Dr. Ellis is a compassionate veterinarian burdened by long, emotionally taxing days. Each evening, as he steps out of his apartment exhausted, he longs for rest and respite. Instead, he's greeted by something more-a phantom in the night.

A series of she fell first but he fell harder or the other way around.