Update:
538 characters now set. most have plots, and most have plots for each book.

Added to the storyline characters
Imdy
Kezia
Element
Lacey
Thule their leader.
These are the Turgon riders. although their Turgons are frozen for the moment, the people themselves are introduced first to establish them. then reveals later to show their Turtle/Dragons they ride.

As i was reading my book out loud, i noticed a few hard parts to read. I will make slight changes and maybe add some words. (Yes more editing) as i read more out loud i will correct those mistakes as it seems like an outside person is reading it. When reading it in my head it doesn't appear to be wrong.

These are Serpentarians. Redlex is the king, and Myro is his daughter. their whole underwater kingdom has been destroyed by Shareelz while they were on the mainland. they search the other kingdoms to find the Shareelz have also done the same.

Octalak Ocean.
Myro swims ahead of Redlex as he is slow,
Sensing in the water currents a hint of blood flow,
Calling ahead to make her stop so he can catch,
Knowing Myro being so small will be no match,
“Wait my child.” Redlex says, deep and long,
Myro turns around to see what is wrong,
Redlex swims past her, his shell weapon drawn,
Seeing a sunken ship, with the sail torn,
He circles the ship, seeing more evidence of Shareelz,
Myro stays near, as now the fear inside she feels,
Redlex stays silent, knowing they are on the move,
Without any alliance of humans, they will disapprove,
Swimming down further to the depths of the reef,
Pieces of wood spin, marked with sharp teeth,
Myro takes a piece, seeing a tooth stuck inside,
Trying to pull it, she cuts her finger with a slide,
Blood spirals out, just a little but enough,
Myro covers it over, trying to remain tough,
Redlex looks back at her, knowing the Shareelz sense,
And in this open water, there will be no defence.

About to add my closer friends into the story.
Bellz.
Sorvena.
Ischaade.
Shewanna.
Freespirit.
Amity.

and a little later.
Phoe.
Saintess.
Thera.
Bundy.
Tommie.
Peter.
Trevor.
various others.

Some others will be saved for 5th book or will have a small part in 4th but their character does more in 5th book.

I don't want to give away an ending to the whole dreamon series, if it reaches the 10 books now planned. I dreamed it last night.
It will involve simply a man (yet unnamed) and a dragon called Draxxon. I am already hinting to his existence in the 4th book. the man is Draxxon's rider, and it is planned for 9th book for them to rise up and build a group from leftovers of the other books.

It is still undecided on the exact ending, but i will go over some ideas to see how they go.

54 pages in 4th book.
the action is getting more, a couple of deaths happened. things are getting serious.
Now 2 bayt/humans are afraid because someone was killed that was a favorite blood food for a mean bayt. he will want answers. so one of the bayt/human girls suggested they run away.
them being Flora and Medrianna afraid of the always angry bayt Demshi.

Although Ro was a good friend of mine.
she chose herself that friendship between us was not worth her knowing.
Erasing me from her existence. I had already put her in my 3rd book. a sassy sarcastic character to match her actual character. but as i have warned people, including her, I kill those who found a way to hurt me like this.

Shador walks careless down the corridor of chains,
Passing people by, as some scream with pains,
There a naked woman, chained up tight,
He stops for a moment, not believing his sight,
Turning to see that girl which he knew before,
“Ro?” he asks, as she responds feeling sore,
“Oh, fucking perfect.” She sees Shador’s face,
“What brings you here?” Ro refers to the place,
Upset about being caught by the evil bayts,
Shador stares, building up all that he hates,
“Opportunity.” He answers, then stabs her quick,
Ripping her skin, and causing her to be sick,
Pulling the blade out slowly to add extra pain,
Twisting the blade, he then stabs her again,
She cannot scream, and cannot believe,
As Shador got what he wanted to achieve,
Turing the blade to make more cuts,
He pulls it sideways to spill her guts,
Ro dies still chains holding her against the wall,
As she dies helplessly, and no one heard her call.

Botaal, Anais, and Huney are crepter/demons, the mixture of a good and evil. crepters are good and peaceful creatures, usually at peace with the world. (like hippies) and the demon side is made from anger. they are on their way to find Leoz, a lost member of their kind.

The coldest of wind doesn’t phase Botaal’s search for Leoz the lost,
As he would keep walking, through any terrain, at any cost,
Huney keeps her wings spread, to keep wind from freezing her back,
As Anais keeps walking, nursing a small wound from the previous days attack,
“That looks sore, we should rest for a while.” Huney stops as Botaal turns,
Taking a breath he waits, “Ouch.” Anais says, as the wound slightly burns,
“Power of fire will heal her skin.” Botaal mentions, knowing demons ways,
He looks at the wound, knowing naturally it will only heal in a few days,
“We don’t have time for this.” Botaal takes a branch from a nearby tree,
Snapping it smaller, “We shall burn this wood.” He crouches on one knee,
Tapping rocks together, they echo through the silence of the swampy cold,
As nearby awoken by the sound, some sleeping Bayts wings unfold,
Screeching loud, they shake off the ice, covering their wings turned white,
Dropping down, they see the crepter demons, ready for a flight,
“Crepters!” one of the bayts speaks, as Botaal sees them ahead,
“Get behind me.” Botaal stops trying to start a fire, with his eyes turning red,
“Bayts?” Huney sees them, keeping Anais still,
“Soon to be dead Bayts.” Botaal runs in for the kill,
Treading hard across the frozen swamp waters under his feet,
The gaining in anger causes his skin to sting with heat,
Flying up above him the Bayts then swoop down towards the girls,
As Botaal takes a rock, aiming it before he hurls,
Hitting the bayt in the back, putting it off its game,
Botaal leaps and throws another, hitting hard the same,
The third Bayt attacks Huney, only meeting her fist,
She takes it by the head and kills it with a twist,
The other two Bayts fly away, scared from these being too strong,
As Botaal walks over to Anais to correct all that is wrong,
The heat inside him, burning in the palm of his hand,
He touches her wound, healing it like he planned,
Then helping her up, he holds her, kissing as Huney grins,
A hint of a smile crosses his face, as now their love begins.

4th book, 48 pages in. Kitchen Spoon vs dark assassin sword.

Eclemuz rolls down the hill, falling into the frozen thin water below,
With Bolpa stopping just behind, knocked out by a hard blow,
Roccax takes Webrera’s hand, running down the path of the hill,
As Rogal opens the door, with a sword and want to kill,
Vani takes out his sword, prepared to fight this shypie male,
“Come on freak.” Vani shakes, as the cold turns him pale,
Beetev begins to run, tripping over a rock,
As Rogal swings his sword, hitting with a hard shock,
Pushing Vani back, as he slides his sword around,
Almost hitting Rogal, but just stabbing the ground,
The sword is lost from Vani’s hand, but he spins a fast kick,
Knocking Rogal down, he bows like it was a trick,
Arcata walks out the door, holding only a wooden spoon,
“Ha, A spoon?” Vani laughs hardest than all afternoon,
Swinging his sword again, only being deflected by her kitchen piece,
He swings back, as she uses the spoon to block then release,
Pointing the spoon, Arcata hits Vani right in the throat,
Knocking him back, he then frustrated, removes his coat,
Slamming it to the ground, exposing his cold muscled steaming skin,
Approaching Arcata, with a smirk of confidence to win,
Hitting the spoon and breaking it down the middle of the wood,
She steps back from him, as he remains where he stood,
A colder wind blows as he feels it go up his back,
Then begins to move for another hard attack,
Holding his sword up high, then pausing because of a sudden pain,
Feeling something warm run down, as his life slowly begins to drain,
A piece of sharp wood was stabbed into his chest,
Vani drops down, as if he is just coming to rest,
Disbelief on his face, “A fucking spoon kills me?”
He says as Rogal stands, “This just cannot be.”
Vani adds then fades from life with eyes still confused,
Rogal checks his wife, seeing if she was at all bruised.