Cure Dream Novels & Stories

The light from outside was still illuminating the room as I closed my eyes and allow sleep to engulfed me. As normal as it is to me, I woke up with the pain in my chest which I started feeling few months ago. Adelaide has informed me it was the curse spreading in my body. If that keeps going on, my body will paralyze completely. A cure is the only way out. But then, we haven't found the cure. Adelaide is trying her best to find a solution to it. I'm afraid it might be too late. What will be left for me is to dissipate from the life of the world.

I cried out breathlessly. Jayden's expression turned grim, his jaw clenching. He took my hands in his, grounding me with his touch. "Breathe, Ella. We knew this wasn't going to be easy. The curse is fighting back, but we can't lose hope." I nodded, trying to steady my frayed nerves. "But what if the dreams I've been having are a warning? Visions of our future if we can't stop the curse?" I confessed anxiously. Jayden's eyes softened, empathy shining through.

In the dream, she was crouching on the ground and treating the burn victims. However, the next second, she found herself trapped in another scene of devastation, with blood all around her. Several severely injured men were lying in the blood pool, and Curtis was one of them. This wasn't the first time that she'd had such a nightmare. At first, she hadn't thought too much about it. However, the nightmare seemed too real, to the point that she was starting to wonder if she'd ever lost some of her memories that were now resurfacing in her dreams.

I have to find a cure. "Let her in."

"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

I feel unhappy and uneasy. 'Does that Alpha have something to do with my parents?' I can't say, because I don't understand the dream at all, but I know it has come to pass an information. 'A curse…' my heart vibrates heavily. 'Am I also cursed?' I asked myself, although I couldn't find an answer, but I believed I am cursed due to so many things I am going through. It looked like I was cursed. If not for the intervention of the Alpha and the revelations, by now I would be in the dungeon. Not just there this time, but to be tortured heavily for something I didn't do.

They all knew that this curse had to be ended, but the journey to healing seemed more complicated than they had thought. *** Nadlyn woke up in her confusion, her eyes wide open, and her breath heavy. She felt as if she had just awakened from an intense dream. The dream was about Arthur and the two men who had influenced her life throughout the curse-healing process. The room she occupied was quiet, with dim light creeping in through the window. Nadlyn clutched her blanket tightly, trying to calm the vibrations still lingering in her heart. She felt the need to talk to Arthur, to confirm if everything she experienced in the dream was real.

Brandon answered right away, "How could that be possible? Xander, are you out of your mind? It was Phantom Poison, and you say they've been bedridden for how long? You're overestimating me. I bet only two people in the world could cure it. "If you talk nonsense like this again, don't blame me for blacklisting you." The sound of the call ending left Xena utterly stunned. "Now, do you believe me?" Xander asked. Xander's expression was grave. The situation was too strange. Curtis had been cured, but they had no clue who did it. His curiosity was piqued to the extreme. Otherwise, he wouldn't have made that call in the first place.

[Cordelia] Jude's words pierce me like an arrow to my gut. "There is no cure," he explains his voice booming through the room as the three of us listen on speakerphone. "Or at least not a simple one. From what I'm reading here, it is a series of treatments. It has a very high success rate and is the closest to a cure that anyone has come to so far for your son's very rare type of illness." My words catch in my throat. I want to question how this can be possible after so much struggle and pain.

Candace Two days later, Ingrid chatters about a music discussion she had with some Lilywind noble as she, Finn, and I head to the rejuvenation ritual. I want to listen. I really do. But my eyelids droop, my muscles burn, and it’s taking all my concentration to keep my skirt from dragging in the mud after last night’s rain. Every night, I have the dream. Sometimes more than once. Every night, it’s the same, and it always wakes me up. Between that and my burning mark, I’m surprised I’m getting any sleep at all. At least the cool, slightly misty air makes it unpleasant enough out here that I’m at no real risk of falling asleep.