Beginning Visions Novels & Stories

“I feel much better after talking. Do you think the warriors will be fine?” “If they follow every line of your instructions,” Nanny replied, “Visions are clear warnings of future occurrences. They’re not like dreams, which are always ambiguous. And whenever there’s a vision, it means there’s a chance for the bad things to be averted. Let’s hope they do as you’ve told them.”

“You had a Vision, didn’t you?” I blinked. “What’s the difference?” “A Dream is fleeting. Vague. You can see things, but you cannot hear them, touch them, feel them. A Vision — that touches everything your senses know. One is a story…one is a warning. A hint of the future.” I swallowed again. “I…had a Vision.” Her eyes darkened imperceptibly as I recounted it, every word drawing a shadow across her face. “You had a Vision,” she murmured, her tone low, almost a growl. “Your Vision means…you and Carter are the Chosen Ones.”

she said in a calm, steady voice but, I noticed a slight tremor betraying curiosity, fear, and a quiet recognition of the seriousness in my tone. I seated myself across from her, mindful to keep a respectful distance. "I’ve been having visions," I started, "dreams that don’t fade with the sunrise. I keep seeing a hand reaching... and a voice urging me to find you. To protect you. I doubted what they meant for weeks, I thought it was my pack responsibilities twisting my mind. But when I saw you in that cell, unconscious, I realized the truth. I recognized the pull. The Moon had been guiding me, and it was clear that you are part of what it wants me to protect."

The world exploded. Not physically. Inside their minds. Evelyn stumbled backward. Pain shot through her skull. The chamber vanished. The tower vanished. Everything vanished. Darkness swallowed reality. Then came the images. Cities burning beneath crimson skies. Black oceans stretching beyond the horizon. Giants walking through storms. Massive gates carved into mountains. Endless armies marching beneath banners nobody remembered. Thousands of visions crashed together without order or meaning. A woman crying beside a river of silver light. A king kneeling before a shattered throne.

It was the beginning. THE END

“Baby, that vision means we can win.” ________________

He lifted his eyes up to meet my lowered vision. Oh no, I am in trouble now.

Watching the spot where Erin disappeared, Wilbur was only slightly surprised, but soon he closed his eyes and then used his newly acquired ability from the realm of kings. Mind Vision! Mind Vision was the ability to close off all senses and perceive surrounding affairs through mental vision. In the sight of Mind Vision, there was a 360-degree panoramic view without any blind spots. All entities present in this space would appear in black, gray, or white, without color. That was why Wilbur called this ability Mind Vision! Mind Vision was a power superior to True Sight. While True Sight could only discern the essence of things, Mind Vision could discern whether things existed in this space!

EMILY I could read off the shock written over their faces as I moved closer to them. They seemed to be in some form of teasing synergy that got the two of them smiling interestingly at one another. I was sorry to disturb whatever they were having at the moment but what was on my mind was more demanding It had been days since the visions began. They had started as some kind of blurred daydreaming and I had hastily disregarded them as simply illusions, owing their presence to the event that had happened with the rogue.

After a few drinks, a girl came up to me. “Hey handsome.” I ignored her but she was persistent. She tried to grab my attention. After taking another shot, I turned to look at her. Suddenly, I saw Amelia. Is it really her? I held her hand but it felt different. I blinked multiple times and saw that she wasn’t Amelia. Why am I seeing her all of a sudden?