7 Dream Novels & Stories

I'm about to slide in the shower when Seven asks, "Is it me?" I quickly spin around to hear the question more clearly. "What?" "In those nightmares... Is it me?" he repeats himself more clearly. "You?" "Is it me that does bad things to you? Am I the reason you wake up screaming and scared and sweating? Am I the monster in your dreams? Are you afraid of me?" Seven asks rapidly and anxiously. I wend towards him and sit right beside him on the bed. I touch his cheek softly.

And every time, I could feel Seven somewhere nearby, like an invisible thread was pulling me toward him even when I could not see him. Eventually, I knew I had to tell him. "I think something is happening to me." Seven immediately put down the bottle he was holding. "What's happening to you?” "I can hear things now." He frowned. "What kind of things?" "Things I couldn't hear before. I can hear you walking from afar even before you get close to me, and I can smell things from really far away." He stared at me. "Anything else?" I hesitated. "I keep dreaming about wolves."

she sadly responds. “Now sleep, I will guard you,” she promises, sending comforting vibes that lull me into sleep. My sleep is far from peaceful though, my dreams are confusing. I see dragon eyes like mine. I hear voices shouting, my mothers voice among them. But i cannot distinguish the words enough to understand what she is saying.

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

His humanity coming into play disturbs me. “Take a couple of days off to rest. We will work on finding the responsible one”. She says softly. “Do you remember my dreams about the hamram and the dark one ?” I ask She sounds curious. “Yeah, but it’s totally normal to dream about the job before you get the calling, like a heads up. Often the dreams tell you something”. “I think it tried to warn me that Luca is a hamram. I know that now. But I had the dream again last night, except Luca wasn’t there, only the dark one. It showed itself to me, and.. I am almost sure it’s a man”. I breathe out.

"I don't know how it happened but you killed him. There's just one problem, you-" "Died" I completed the statement for him and he nodded. "How many times did you have that dream?" I asked.He sighed. "I lied. Last night wasn't the only time I dreamt of it. I've dreamt this same dream thrice. I never finish the dream. After you die, I see my sister sitting in a coffee shop. She looks a few years older. She sees someone and the shock on her face is hard to miss. I never get to see who she's looking at"

I routinely slapped a pain-relief patch onto my wrist before packing my things to head back to the dorms. The conductor approached me. “Naomi, we have a change of plans. Someone is taking your place. “I’m afraid you won’t be joining us for the performance next week.” … My mind went blank. From the age of seven to twenty-one, I went through fourteen years of tough seasons, just to gain this opportunity. I was just one step away from realizing my dream and fulfilling my mother’s dying wish. Yet now… Gritting my teeth, I asked heart-wrenchingly, “Sir, may I know who has been given my role?”

the doctor said with surprise. “It feels like forever,” I moaned. “In the beginning, I found them exciting. Now, I just wish I could move further with them, or dream of something else. It’s like ‘Groundhog Day’ nightly.” The good doctor surprised me with, “Are you currently dating?” “Are you insinuating that I’m fantasizing about this hunk because I lack a boyfriend?” I asked, indignantly. “The mind is a complex thing. I’m simply looking for a direction in which to search for the reason behind your dreams,” she explained. “I don’t understand why you waited so long to mention them.”

Then Helen and Richard left, saying that they would come to see me tomorrow. Jeffrey stood outside the door, hesitant to leave. "Audrey, we can never be together again, right?" Hearing this, Kash wanted to go up and hit him, but I stopped Kash. "Yes. "I’ve been unhappy for the past seven years. Jeffrey, how many seven years are there in one’s life?"

Her Granny found it interesting, she called it a blessing because it had helped the family in so many ways. Juana herself didn't think it was a blessing, she found it really strange and scary. She'd rather not know the future than know and not be able to stop it from happening, the bad parts that is. She remembered having a dream when she was seven. It was a very strange one. She saw nothing, literally nothing. She was walking on nothing and staring at a ball of nothing. There was no air, no trees, no buildings. Everything was blank. She herself felt invisible. She screamed right out of sleep that morning. And it was the morning of her seventh birthday. When Baron and Dawn asked her about it