Dream Hiding From Someone Novels & Stories

When I woke, it felt as if some part of the future had tried to reach me through the night, a sign that danger was closer than we thought. Cadmus held my hand as we sat in the car. "Stop the car!" I shouted. Cadmus turned to me, confused, then nodded to the driver. "Victoria, what is going on?" "I changed my mind. We don’t need to go. Forget about it." "You’re hiding something from me," he said, looking at me angrily. I told him about the dream. "I see. Then we can bring a few more guards with us." I shook my head. "No, I won’t go. Please, listen to me."

He could tell she was trying to hide something from him, her entire countenance shifty and evasive since he had joined them. As he looked at her, he realized there was a huge memory gap between his lunch and the present. He couldn't remember how he had gotten there or why he had slept at all. Last he remembered, he had been with his mate, Alice, and now, looking at her, he tried to decipher the secrets she was trying to keep away from him. "What's going on, Alice? What are you hiding from me?" The scent of deception only grew stronger, and Damian's instincts screamed warning. Something was very wrong. He eyed her suspiciously, his mind racing with questions, but he didn't voice them out loud

There was no way he would admit that he had slept with his best friend's future wife. "Alright. I always trust you!" Darian warned, still with a threatening tone. Darian knew there was something David was hiding from him. His best friend couldn't possibly lie to him for too long. It was only a matter of time before everything would be revealed. *** In the hospital, Fahira looked restless and anxious. Every time there was a knock on her room door, she would be enthusiastic, but disappointment filled her as soon as she saw who it was.

Already dressed for the day, a tie loose around his throat. “Excuse me?” I asked, breathless. He nodded toward the bed, the sheets bunched beneath me. “You just came,” he said, quieter this time—like he already knew what that meant. My stomach dropped. I wanted the ground to open and swallow me whole. I clutched the sheets to my chest, trying to slow my breathing, to erase the heat still clinging to my skin, to hide my shame. “Dreams tell you things,” Damien continued, stepping closer. “Things you won’t admit while you’re awake.”

Third Person's POV Naham squeezed his pillow and buried his face in it as he slowly woke. Naham thought he was still dreaming since he wasn't waking up in pain, and everything was soft and comfortable. Not to mention, the incredible scent that surrounded him in his dream was still there. The scent should scare him since it belonged to someone claiming they were mates, and that person just so happens to be a vampire. But now that he realizes it's just a dream and dreams can't hurt him, Naham gives in to the dream and lets himself go.

Except for sex dreaming about my captor, nothing serious. Diana’s eyes narrow as she trudges in, scrutinizing me. “Why does it look like you were caught doing something bad?” My cheeks warm, the heat spreading all the way to my ears. I quickly look away, smoothing the duvet over my lap to hide the fact that my legs are trembling. “I just... had a nightmare. Woke up screaming.” Diana arches a brow, walking over to the bedside table. “A nightmare? Is that why you’re sweating like you just ran a marathon in a sauna?”

His body sank into the soft mattress, and sleep claimed him, but his dreams were not peaceful. --- In his dream, David saw the mansion, large and bright, but something was wrong. Shadows moved in the corners, dark and dangerous. He could hear muffled voices whispering threats, voices that sounded like Clark’s but distorted, cruel. He saw a figure approaching him, quick and silent. He recognized the face instantly—Clark, but his eyes were dark, filled with rage and obsession. In his dream, Clark’s hand reached toward Judy, who was standing behind David, unaware of the danger.

"Yeah, I think so, but... whoever did this, has to be close to us. As no outsider knew what was going on. I suspect a family member did this and chose to hide their identity, to stay safe from grandma. " She replies, and I almost swallow my voice box. "Maybe Rose did this. She does have a heart of gold. Or Summer. She's so silent and discrete, one has no idea what to expect from her. " She replies and I feel my soul drop back into my body.

The smile on their face showed how happy they were. Before they reached the wedding altar, the groom heard a loud sound that made him conscious. He suddenly opened his eyes and woke up. He reached out his phone and then turned off the alarm. After that, he remembered his wedding dream with a beautiful girl that he never met before. Daniel woke up that morning with a question on his mind, "Who is the girl in my dream?" He wondered.

That somehow, some way, that dream had been— Real. He shoved the thought down, buried it deep. Madness. Just stress and sleeplessness playing tricks. Hidi's visit was probably just another want on a whim. Just a coincidence. He made sure to drop his hand to his side effortlessly. Hiding the tremor running up his spine at the idea of seeing Hidi again after that awful dream. It’s just a dream. He swallowed and lifted his head to it’s full height.