Novel & Cerita Bleeding Mouth Dream

“I of course, disagreed to go with him. I would rather die than help that man. So he left angrily. That was when it began, my haunting dreams that is.” “Excuse me for cutting you off,” The doctor said, raising his hand. “You already had haunting dreams, didn’t you?” “I did, but they were about my father. These time, I am having dreams about people I don’t know about. I dream of their blood splattered on the floor, I hear screams and I feel their pain every time. I do not know if it is one person or several, as I do not see a body. At times I see flashes, but not enough for me to know their gender.”

Her form began to fade right in front of me, dissolving into mist and disappearing into the thin air. I reached out to touch her, filled with desperation. “How? Tell me how… please.” But the dream collapsed around me before I could get an answer. I woke up choking. My throat was burning and my breathing was shallow as my chest heaved. I coughed hard, trying to clear my throat, but hot liquid splattered across my hands. Blood. My blood. It dropped down from my lips, staining my clothes, the sheets and the floor. I gasped for air and wiped at my mouth with shaking fingers. The rate of metal filled my mouth, thick and nauseating.

We had been through a lot, and we just wanted some peace, but as things were, peace seemed to be drifting away from us quickly, and I did not know if I could hold on to it any longer. I woke up and looked at my husband sleeping peacefully. He was handsome even in his sleep, and I wondered if I looked that good while sleeping because often I wake up and realise I have a bit of drool on the side of my mouth. Talk about sleeping with your mouth open. I have been doing a lot of that lately. I was yet to tell him my dreams. I was yet to tell anyone about it because I was scared deep down that they weren't dreams, but visions, visions of what was to come.

“You have to eat.” Deimos growls, bares his razor-sharp little teeth, and bites into my breast, settling down when the blood starts flowing into his mouth. ** I gasp and sit upright, grabbing my aching breasts. My bra and shirt are soaked, and the memory of the dream is still so fresh that I can’t bring myself to look down. It takes a while for my heartbeat to return to normal.

It’s to be expected when its teeth sink into my unpinned shoulder, crunching through my bones. My own scream has me falling out of bed. Shit. Sweat slicks my skin and my hands are shaky as if it was real. It was just a dream. A dream I’ve had plenty of times before. It always ends the same. With me bleeding out in the ditch just like my mother.

Chapter 13: Blood Moon Nightmare Liora's POV The scream tore from my throat like a dying animal's last breath, ripping through the silence of my locked room. My eyes snapped open, but the images from my dream, no, nightmare clung to my vision like blood on silver. Fangs. Red eyes. The taste of copper on my tongue.

You were making weird noises, and your nose was bleeding" said Emily, pointing at my face. My hand immediately went up and came back with blood on my fingers. "I am okay. This usually happens when I am not sleeping well" I replied. "That sounds worrisome," said Karis. She looked genuinely worried It was true. I woke up on some mornings with blood on my nose and on the sheets, but this was the first time it was as a result of the fact that I had dreamt and saw things. Everything was becoming so much clearer and vivid now, I thought as I started wiping my nose.

I pointed at her face, feeling furious. Suddenly, my throat felt hot. I could barely breathe in oxygen because of the coughing that didn't pause at all. I felt something strange happening to my body. There was a burning sensation inside my skin that made me feel petrified and uncomfortable. Suddenly, I felt a blood-like discharge coming out of my teeth that was sharp and piercing. I felt like I was waking up from a nightmare, and my vision instantly turned dark and blurry. I felt thirsty and wanted to find something that could quench my thirst. Not only that, but I felt like finding a source of blood to drink.

“I think I just had a vision.” Finn draws his eyebrows together “What was the vision?” I again shake my head, not wanting to recall the visual I had just witnessed in my sleep. “Uh, screaming, blood. Lots of blood and smoke. There was a big bang…” “Like an explosion?” Xander asks, glancing at me again through the mirror.

Next second, one of them snarled and dug his fangs into Damon's face. “Noooooooo!” I yelled helplessly where I was tied. As the rogue raised his face, Damon’s blood dripped from the corners of his mouth. “Noooooo!” I jumped up, panting heavily. “It's a dream…only a dream…” I gasped, realizing everything that just happened was a nightmare. This was the second time I was having this same dream. It scared me so much because I knew my dream had never failed to come to pass. For it to reoccur meant it was bound to happen sooner than later.