Dream About Summer Novels & Stories

… Perhaps because she had been researching the cemetery the night before, Summer actually dreamed of one that night. The dream was hazy. She could vaguely remember Henry bringing her to a nameless tombstone. There was no context to it at all. It was just that scene. Summer got up groggily when she awoke. After she washed up and got changed, she got ready to head to the other apartment. But as soon as she reached the door, she suddenly remembered what happened the night before. Her hand froze as she reached to open the door before she slowly pulled back, turning around to head back to her own apartment.

she said. Gunnar’s brows pulled together. “You see who?” he asked, even though it was obvious. “Mom,” Summer replied. The word landed heavy. “No,” Gunnar said immediately, shaking his head once. “No, we’re not doing this.” “I’m not lying,” Summer said quickly. “I see her in my dreams everyday, I'm telling the truth.” “That doesn’t mean anything,” Gunnar replied, his voice getting harder. “Dreams are just dreams.” Summer didn’t back down.

"But you also have to promise not to get lost in romance and focus on your studies. The dream is ours, not just yours or mine." "Deal!" Summer exclaimed, raising her hand for a high-five, which I returned with a smile. The night progressed with conversations about what we expected from college. "Just imagine, Annie, the parties, the events, the clubs. We'll do it all!" "I want to join the writing club," I said, daydreaming about writing stories and maybe even publishing them. "And I want to try everything. Dance, theater, maybe even music," Summer said, her voice full of enthusiasm. "Imagine us, together, exploring all of this!"

This leaves me to wonder what this beautiful creature next to me is capable of but that quickly slips my mind as she stirs. Aaron ~”Morning sleepyhead.” Summer ~”If that means you gorgeous then hey Mr sleepy head yourself.” Aaron ~”Did you sleep well? You were tossing and turning quite a bit last night.” Summer ~”It's because I dreamt about what I was going to do to you this morning.” Aaron ~”Then best you show me quick or else I have to show you what I was dreaming.” Summer ~”Why don't you show me yours and I will show you mine.”

He looked first at me then to Veda and finally over to Josh, who had already taken a seat in his usual recliner. I looked up at him and choked out without believing it myself. “I don't know. But last night I dreamed that Laylan had met a man named Daemon.” I must have been convincing enough for Mitchell because I could see his eyes calm at my statement. I watched him as he walked around the couch and took a seat in the opposing recliner from Josh. We all talked about my dreams and what they could possibly mean though none of their ideas seemed to be to my liking. But I told them all about my dreams and even my vision that I had had as Josh and I were swimming. I told them all what all I had

I just wanted to sleep— "Rina! Riiiiinaaa! There's a new guy! I think you two would make a good match. Come on. I told him you'd see him tonight. Don't make him wait!" My dreams were shattered as Summer barged into my room and shook me as hard as she could. God, this whole thing was becoming so annoying! "Can I just skip this one, Summer? I'm beat and just wanna take a break today." There was always so much to do at Titan Ads. Fatigue from the company workload was no joke. "But I already told him you’d see him. You won’t stand up a good guy like that, right? Come on!" she said stubbornly and shook me even harder.

But tonight, a new face came to light. And before I knew it, I woke up in the middle of the night. Sweating and bothered. Fuck! I’m dreaming about Autumn Summers. I swept the sweat off my forehead with my sleeve and wished like hell that I wouldn’t need a cold shower. Although judging by my throbbing body, I doubted I even had a choice.

He seemed to be fading. “I’ll see you again, Jennah.” The buzzing grew louder. Jennah opened her eyes. Her alarm clock was going off. She reached over and slapped a hand on the snooze button and then focused to make sure she was in her room. She blew out a breath and tried to shake the fog from her mind. That explained a few things. The dream was so real, but not at the same time. Too bad, really. That man, Dominic, her mind had invented was quite nice to look at. No more chocolate caramel popcorn for you before bed, she thought as she slowly sat up.

Dreams are weird. The clearing was a place I never went back to. I didn't see any need in it. It wasn't really special. So, I had never seen it in the daytime hours. In my dream it was summer. The trees around the clearing were lush and green. I could hear birds chirping and the breeze rustling the leaves. The sun was warm but not hot. I laid down on my back and closed my eyes. The moon had always made my power stir and gave me strength, but here in my dream the sun gave me peace.

The two sat side by side watching the river go by. “Sharmaine, what kind of life do you want?” Augustus suddenly asked. Sharmaine looked at the river, her eyes sparkling like diamonds: "I want a peaceful life, in spring I can watch flowers bloom, in summer I can pick fruit, in autumn I can see the leaves fall to the ground and in winter I can see the leaves falling to the ground. make a snowman." Originally, Sharmaine's dream was very small.