Dream Rider

By M. Garnet

She found out at an early age that she often could decide what she dreamed about when she settled down to sleep. She also was aware that she spread a calm feeling to the patients in the children’s wing of the hospital wing where she worked.

He served worlds Earth had never heard of, being able to read the emotions and dreams of very evil beings, but the toll on his mind was heavy. Her soft emotions and dreams gave him a release, but could she survive his control and could they help his own world?

• Language: English
• Publisher: eXtasy Books Inc
• Release date: Mar 13, 2013
• ISBN: 9781771114578

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Dreams are successions of images, ideas, emotions and sensations, but what if Someone could harvest these and use them?

She found out at an early age that she often could decide what she dreamed about when she settled down to sleep. She also was aware that she spread a calm feeling to the patients in the children’s wing of the hospital wing where she worked.

He served worlds Earth had never heard of, being able to read the emotions and dreams of very evil beings, but the toll on his mind was heavy. Her soft emotions and dreams gave him a release, but could she survive his control and could they help his own world?

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Dream Rider

Copyright © 2013 M. Garnet

ISBN: 978-1-77111-457-8

Cover art by Carmen Waters

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Dream Rider

By

M. Garnet

Dedicated to my friends who dream of a little adventure with their love life.

Prologue

The first time Anna went with her mother to a doctor to talk about her dreams, she was only nine years old. It was the strangest doctor’s office she’d ever seen. She’d really liked it. She couldn’t remember the name of this type of doctor, because it was a long name, but he seemed nice enough. She liked the way he kept interrupting her mother to ask her to tell him what she thought.

She tried to be really good, to answer honestly, but she knew she was making her mom unhappy when she saw the white wrinkles forming around the red painted lips. Finally she’d decided just to not say anything. He’d wanted to know why she was happy or unhappy. He asked if she dreamed every night, what she dreamed about. She was happy talking about her dreams, was deeply into one when she looked at her mom. She saw the displeasure and realized she needed to shut up.

A year later, they were both in another doctor’s office. A school counselor had sent them there. Anna’s mother had gone to the school and raised what Anna called a hissy fit, because she was given an A on a report she wrote about a sad dream she’d had that had made her sad all day.

That doctor’s office wasn’t nearly as nice, but she was separated from her mom when she was questioned. The woman doctor talked to her about her dreams for a long time. The doctor seemed to enjoy how her dreams could make her happy or sad all day.

But then they had her mother brought in along with another woman and the four of them had talked. Mom gave her usual gripe.

She can walk into a room and with a smile, like sunshine, make everyone in the room feel good. She’s so selfish. Sometimes she’s sad so she just sulks, you know, then everyone in the room is not nearly as happy. She says it’s from having a sad dream or a nightmare.

Her mom looked at the two doctors, who didn’t seem to agree with her opinion. Look, everyone has a bad dream. She should just put them aside then put on that great smile to help the rest of us feel better, right?

As Anna got older, she studied as much as she could about dreams, about how they affected people’s lives. She adjusted to her life and learned how she and others could affect those around them.

She became proficient at avoiding her mother’s opinion. She took advantage of her talent to get on with her life. She even met another girl, Martha, who preferred to be called Marty, who had the same talent.

So dreams were wonderful, even the sad ones. If there was a way to avoid the nightmares, they would almost be perfect.

Chapter One

She woke slowly, almost afraid to open her eyes. Over the past few weeks, waking up in the mornings had been a frightening experience. She never knew what to expect, where she would be, what her body would feel like. One being she knew she’d be with was a very large male, Jesso. She wasn’t sure exactly what he was, except he was from a planet from some distant star.

Jesso controlled her completely—her mind, her body, everything around her. Before he and Kali had taken her from Earth, she’d seen his terrible powers used on the soldiers who’d been protecting the hospital. Kali had told her that Jesso’s mind power was so great he could manipulate the gravity holding a planet together and totally destroy the planet, scattering it like the boulders left from another planet that circled her sun—the asteroid belt.

Kali told her Jesso was a Dream Rider. She knew he gained strength along with satisfaction from absorbing the emotions of others. She learned it made no difference if the emotions were love or hate, fear or happiness, pain or gratitude—he ate them all, seeming to gain something from each. As long as it was a sentient being, she understood that he didn’t care what planet had spawned them, Jesso could pull the emotions from that individual.

She had learned, surprisingly, when most sentient beings rested or slept, within that time period their brain had visions some called dreams. Upon awakening, little memory of the dreams was retained. On Earth, doctors believed the dream period was very healthy.

For Anna, dreams were more complete. She remembered them after waking. She possessed another more interesting talent. No one thought of it as a talent—her ability to cheer up everyone in a room. She’d always known she projected her emotions. No one considered it science fiction or something of the devil. It was just a nice thing that happened. She’d enter a room that was gloomy, and with a smile, make everyone feel better. Her mother, up until she died, was furious with her when she was unhappy, because she’d bring everyone around her down. She learned the