Dream Face Novels & Stories

I can't wait to have my baby back. It truly is a miracle that I didn't get any serious brain damage from that accident or else right now I would have been in the same place where I had been three years ago, or even worse. But that didn't just let me live with peace. I discovered later that something strange has started to happen with me since Tuesday night. I have been getting weird visuals in my dreams since the night of the accident. And what is absolutely strange about it is that I see an unknown face in them now. I remember that all these times when I got nightmares I could only see myself in them but this has been the first time when I saw a different face in it. A face that I have neve

I never believed in 'rare' eye colour until today I looked at them, straight into them. He wasn't the type of boy who smiled often, and when he did- it didn't reach his eyes. It was like smirk. To everyone Jade was 'hot'. To me, he was something else entirely. He was impossible. Like someone born out of a dream, only real enough to ruin. He raised an eyebrow and touched me on the shoulder. To bring me back the reality. "What's wrong with you, are going to stare at me like that. It's creepy," Jade said with a low, calm voice. The words sounding like a warning.

But there was a photo of my younger self about with white hair and my eyes more brighter than this, so it might not really be me, I don't have a white hair neither are my eyes that bright. I still couldn't understand what that dream meant, if it was even really a dream, cause it felt so real, everything in it felt so real. I looked at malrik's face again, even while sleeping he looks angry and annoyed, I wonder what he is dreaming about... From his expression it might be a nightmare. I leaned in closely studying his facial features just then his eyes suddenly opened, I bolted back shouting, my heart was beating loudly against my chest, my breath hitching.

Modern, furnished and beautiful and looking new everyday although the house was five years old already. Juana's coffee was transparent, lot of water,lot of sugar, no milk. So she could see her face while sipping at it. Her big blue eyes were a bit undefined, her expression showed fear with a mixture of helplessness and unusual calm. Then the dream came again. Avocado. Garden. Branch. Third branch. Corpse dripping with blood. Loose. Screaming. Empty House. Dream. "Oh my goodness" she sighed, dropping her half empty mug. She tried to make meaning out of it, but it was a little creepy..

Dawn's heart pounded as she jolted awake from a vivid and unsettling dream. It felt so real, as if she had been transported to a different world. Sweat dripped down her forehead, and her hands trembled with a mix of fear and urgency. She knew she had to act upon the vision that had just consumed her sleep. In the dream, Dawn saw a war-ravaged land, engulfed in chaos and destruction. She saw Zelda, her closest friend, holding her precious baby tightly in her arms. But something wasn't right. Dawn sensed danger lurking nearby, threatening the safety of Zelda and her child.

After trying many times, the alpha woke up but his eyes were full of pain he immediately embraced the omega above him. Liam’s heart was beating fast and his breath was abnormal. In his dream, he saw the same scene again. A bathtub full of blood and a person lying inside without life. But compared to the previous dreams, this dream lets him see the face of the person. When the face was shown, Liam woke up and saw Davi’s face. He was so afraid. Afraid that the dream will happen in reality. “You are the most important person in my life, Davi… you are important to me more than my life.” He said it was full of fear. He does not know if these words will work wonders but he was hoping that the drea

Then there were the fangs and the biting— Yeah—how high school is it to have dirty dreams about a vampire? To hell with it, because in these dirty dreams, Gaia had the best sex she'd ever had. It had gotten so bad, that on nights she didn't dream of him, she'd lie in bed using all her might to conjure his spirit. When these dreams did happen, Gaia could not control them. She always woke the next morning, sometimes sore, in her bed, alone, and fully clothed in pajamas that she never remembered putting on.

I try to close my eyes but he says, "Anna wake up." I look up and my mother is staring at me from over the bed. "You were screaming in your sleep, dear." She says before she shakes her head and asks, "Are you alright?" Not knowing if this is reality or still part of the nightmare, I don't say a word. Instead, I just sit here and stare up at her as I wait for Charlie to pop back up and eat my face off or something. When she asks me again, I finally answer, "Yes. I was just having a really really bad dream."

She uncomfortably tosses In the bed as if having a nightmare with a little sweat on her forehead as sharp breath escapes her lips constantly with her eyes close. She flipped her eyes open in horror. She sat on the bed with her eyes roaming the room, she placed her left hand on her chest and sighed a relief when she realized it is just a bad dream. But her heart was not settled. She started wondering if. Maxwell is alright. She laid back on the bed staring at the ceiling as if in deep thought, she blinked a few times. Sleep Is out of her reach.

The dream is slipping away, her face fading once more. Damian’s arm wraps around me, pulling me close. “Selena. I’m here.” I cling to him, trembling against his chest. “I saw her. I saw her face. And then it disappeared.” He doesn’t ask who. He knows. “I was dreaming. She was in a field, reaching for me. And I could see her, Damian. I could see her face.” My voice breaks. “And now it’s gone. I can’t—” I press my hands to my eyes, trying to capture the image. Brown eyes. Dark hair. A smile just like mine. But it's already fading.