Dead Loved One In Dream Novels & Stories

The room felt suffocating, the air heavy with the weight of loss. The minutes stretched into eternity, each second a painful reminder of the life that had been stolen away so suddenly. And as I grieved, as I allowed the waves of sorrow to wash over me, I realized that sometimes dreams had a way of transcending the boundaries of sleep, seeping into the realm of reality with a cruelty that was hard to comprehend.

Because it's the day Draven died. For a long time, I didn’t believe it. I held onto something that didn’t have shape. Something that didn’t have proof. I told myself he wasn’t gone. That there was something I was missing. Something I didn’t understand yet. But time doesn’t leave room for denial forever. The dreams stopped completely. The last time I had a dream about him was when I was still at Calix’s pack. That one where I saw two Dravens. And since then, no more Dreams about him or Orphe.

One thing still played upon my mind though. “Morpheus?” “Yes my love?” “What would have happened if I had been killed by Dareios?” I looked up at him as his eyes became hard with smouldering anger. I felt his body stiffen as his anger rushed through every muscle in his body and he pulled me a little closer. “If he had killed you in this realm, you would be dead in the mortal realm too. That is why dreamers wake up before a nightmare results in their death. When dreamers don’t wake up they class it as a case of SUNDS, Sudden Unexpected Nocturnal Death Syndrome.”

"I think I'm the only one who thinks like that, to be honest when you mention your name, I'm sure you're the same person as the one in my dream yesterday" "dream? You mean you dream of someone you've never even met before?” Billy said. “Yeah, that's weird. I also can't believe that what's in my dream exists in real life." "Do you remember what your dream was?" "No, I don't remember how the dream went, but I remember everything in it and I remember in my dream, a man was crying hysterically because he saw me die" “Wait, does that mean you saw yourself die in your dream?” Billy said.

I lie, and she doesn't buy it in the slightest. It's like she has that talent to detect even the tiniest shift in tone. “Demi,” she coaxes. “Okay, a few times.” I didn't want to worry her, but she was never going to let this go. The memory of that tragic night usually appears in my dreams in different forms. Sometimes I'm in a dark room, sometimes I'm outside the apartment, sometimes in a desert. But all of them usually have a common ending; my dad bleeding to death, and that's usually the time when I wake up.

“Ummh..” Dannie squirmed weakly before slowly opening his heavy eyes which was immediately followed by a headache that made him wince. From his eyes that felt sticky, it looked like he was crying again in his dream. Since the death of his family, Dannie has never slept well again. Every time he fell asleep, he always had nightmares that made him very scared. A dream where he returns to the moment of his family's funeral. Or the moments when he saw their corpses that were lying stiff. These dreams not only scared him, but also made him felt very hopeless, tired and helpless.

Those were the last words I heard on that rainy day. <<<>>> Boy, I had the craziest dream ever. In that dream, I killed my mate with Aspro’s help and Zayne died. How insane! Rhea was there, even Azura. They tied my brother up, and he was bleeding from his nose and mouth. Perhaps it was Fitia’s way of showing me what she had planned for me. She could plan all she wants. But nothing in this world was going to take Zayne away from me. Not even death.

There’s a glint of sadness in his eyes and she doesn’t know what’s that sadness for. Is he leaving? It was the question that’s running to Eura’s head. Just by the thought of being left by his husband, she’s trembling. It will be her worst nightmare. She knew, she can’t live without him. Her eyes widened when all of a sudden, she saw a car approaching to him. Her tears rolled over her face as the car bumped to his body. Then, everything . . . went black. “Hunteeerrr!” Eura went out of the bed—it was a nightmare! It was her deceased husband visiting her in her dreams. Those nightmare keeps on reminding her how his death was her fault. Yes, it was her fault. Those nightmare brought sleepless ni