Dreaming Stories

A man meets a beautiful woman, but he can't tell whether she's merely a dream-or something more. Marlowe journeys through time, searching for the key to unlock her heart and soul.

I don't always talk about what I feel. So I write it instead. These are things I never said out loud, like sand in my pockets - a quiet weight I carry, almost invisible, small, but still there.

DISCONTINUED!!! I was walking underneath a clear sky, but in my mind a storm was going on. This story is about a boy. A boy who has had dark dreams for a long time already. A boy who doesn't know the difference between memories or imagination. A boy that knows about the monsters inside of him, but at the same time, doesn't know anything about himself. This boy is scared. This boy, Is Niall Horan. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a One Direction Niam fanfiction, so it's a boyxboy

Short Version- This life may not be her first. Laurie is a girl from a small town, living an ordinary life until a mysterious stranger shows up, bringing with him strange dreams. Long Version- Laurie lives your average small town life- she lives with her mom and her dad in a town with a couple hundred people, goes to school, comes home, goes to school, comes home. Friends are the only thing that make it interesting. She usually likes the small town-ness of it all, of how everyone knows each other, of how everything's safe. But sometimes she yearns for more- and she's going to get it. She starts having dreams- dreams in which strange things happen, dreams that may be true. Dreams where she's the heroine of her own story. And then a boy comes along, a stalker, that she has no idea how to get rid of. Maybe interesting things will end up happening to Laurie. Maybe she'll get her dream come true. Or maybe she'll get her nightmare.

do you know of fate? or destiny? or hope? I didn't at first of course but perhaps this story proved me wrong,this is a story,it starts with a man, a father,deciding to stay back no more.

More dreams when I remember to write them down.

Catalog of the weird shit my brain comes up with. Very random, very jumbled. Just fun. You might find story ideas in here somewhere.

Dan Howell is just like any other ordinary 17 year old, apart from his genius. All his life he had been fascinated with all things considered nerdy; video games, anime, science, and reading. Throughout his young life he was always known as 'the smart kid'. But what happens when the temporary euphoria of getting good grades and good grades only turns to something a lot darker and lonelier than expected?

Lucy Waters's Mom when missing eight years ago. Lucy thinks that her mom is dead, well that is what she thinks until she is entered into Clues Of Cloud. A contest that could bring her mother back or kill her Times running out as the teams are being eliminated fast. With a new game every turn will she find her way back to her mother? Or will she not only end up empty handed, but lose her best friend, Alison too. Lucy will overcome fears, make new friends, and lose some old, but will she return safely or will she regret not listening to her mother?

You were Oliver's best friend, someone he's known for years upon years. He knows everything about you to the dot - your favorite color, even if you do change it every day, your favorite movie, your go-to snack whenever you're feeling hungry - but what he doesn't know, what's obvious to literally everybody but him, is that you're completely head-over-heels in love with him. Every single time you try to tell him, your voice gets caught in your throat and you stammer out something you don't want to talk about. What will he do when he does find out you're in love with him from someone else? ~Arrow Short Story~OliverxReader~

it started with one simple dream of happiness. and then it got ripped away in an instant with an open eye. literally. book 2 of different, i suggest you read that first before this one, if not, this story would be okay to read first. ©2020 angcliclcve

The turbulent dreamscape of the afterlife unfolds for a lost dreamer who navigates the six realms of the Turning Lands, navigating themes of dissociative identity disorder and logic on a quest for true love and spiritual salvation through the tribulations of grimness, darkness, madness, wisdom, and faith.

"I swear.. i will eliminate all of the nightmares!" A boy that goes by.. Makoto Yorozu has experienced the same nightmare over and over again. He's getting tired of it really tired and what will he do about them you ask? Well. He's gonna kick their asses. I do not own kamen rider zeztz or any other monsters and riders the only things i own are the characters that will appear in the story.

It's after the Christmas holidays, a new year, a new term, and a new club has been founded! The Oneirology Club, aka the Dreamcatchers, was created to study dreams. But many of the students thought that this club was immature and useless, so the members were desperate to show them that they COULD contribute to the school. One day, a member dreamt of a new kid, and it's finally a chance for the Dreamcatchers to show everyone how much they truly matter to this school.

Many people became aware of entering someone else's dreams from the movie "Inception," which tells the story of a dream architect who leads a team of operatives to enter another person's dream, extracting secrets from their subconscious, and manipulating their dreams.

An essay I decided to write and share because I feel as if I have made a revolutionary discovery that probably isn't all revolutionary

ketika kamu hanya ada dalam mimpi ku, disitulah aku berharap, aku bisa terus tertidur dan memimpikan mu~ Sofia Marcellia Houston Ketika aku tidak ingin menjadi mimpi mu lagi, justru kau sendiri yang tidak ingin bangun dari mimpi mu, apa kau sudah terlalu nyaman dengan aku di mimpi?~ Gabriel Geraldy Nilsson

Smoking is Rad for you.

Ever since I was a young girl I was always scared of the dark. I could never go outside at night, I always had to have a night light when I went to sleep. It was all because I was always paranoid. The paranoia came from my mom, she always thought that there was something or someone watching her sleep