Dream Hiding From Someone Novels & Stories

I don't know how to fix, but I sure as hell am not going to let Kylie or whatever her real name is take the fall. I hired a hacker and thief into my company. The PR is going to be hell. A whimpering sounds from her room, and I surge to my feet, flying out the door to stand outside hers. Another whimper. I gently push open the door. My little hackers asleep on her side, one arm tossed over her head, which she rolls back and forth fitfully. Bad dream. I ease onto the bed behind her, curling my much larger body around hers. "Shhh, baby. It's just a dream."

Albert made an effort to conceal his emotions. He replied nonchalantly, "You mentioned the man in your dream looks like me. Surely he has the looks of a model. Is he someone you know?" "I can't say I know him," Melody replied, her brow furrowing slightly as she revisited the memory of her dream. "He appeared to be a hacker, and he was teaching me hacking skills in the dream." Things that Albert had carefully hidden were suddenly revealed. His eyes locked onto Melody in a way that was intense and filled with complexity.

He asked again. "Nothing serious, besides, I am trying to remember my dream." Raziah lied. She could remember what she had dreamt about but didn't want to tell Dark because she was scared. Not for her but for them. She couldn't even look into his eyes when she said those words. "Don't lie to me Sweetheart, I can see it in your eyes that you are scared. Tell me the dream that woke you up?" Dark said, rolling his eyes at her. "I can't tell you and like I said before I can't really remember." Raziah told him. She prays Dark's drop it and brings up another topic. His stare on her was getting under her skin.

“Hey. Hey, I’m here.” I blink my eyes open. Noah is leaning over me, worry etched across his face. Emily is hovering behind him, arms crossed, jaw tight. Liam stands near the foot of the bed, looking like he’s carrying the weight of the world. My throat is dry. My head throbs. But the dream clings to me like smoke. “What…” I swallow hard. “What is it you don’t want me to know?” No one answers. They exchange looks, guilty, tense, terrified. I push myself up on my elbows, ignoring the dizziness.

Then she bit her bottom lip. The truth was that... sometimes she really daydreams of a guy but it was not explicit! And she was not out of her mind to admit it. She could not bear the shame of admitting her secret, even though Hazel was her friend. "Don't worry, I think that's normal. Tiara called me last night and said that she and her boyfriend are doing that in her dream. Hush now, little girl." Hazel laughed, and it was clear that the girl had been to Furry, a bar in Bogo City. Jewel tried to ignore the small noise coming from the other end of the phone because it sounded like kissing.

"Did you have any dreamsss lassst night? With the reduction in your dosssage, I am cccertain that it is almossst impossible for you not to have had sssome sssort of dream or nightmare.” A cold lump forms in my throat. I don't want to tell her. Every instinct I have, the same instinct that told me to hide my necklace in the wall, is screaming at me to keep the dream a secret. "I... I don't really remember," I lie, my voice wavering.

Placing one elbow on railing she directly look up at moon. It's her almost daily routine . Whenever she sleep early this happen she wake up at mid night hyperventilating because of those nightmares. Her biggest fear of life. She never tell this to anyone not lilly not even her mom know. Why? She had not idea. Whatever she is seeing is just out of her head. The persons, that screams, and that golden brown eyes. Even the thought of it bought goosebumps on her body. Who are they she don't know?

So, why would anyone want to hunt me down? The answer I was looking for came through a dream. The forest was bustling with different sounds. The sound of leaves rustling, the distant sound of the invincible wind, the cracking of leaves beneath my foot. I stood in the middle of the forest and watched the moonlight cast its glow on every part of the forest. It should have been a beautiful sight for me, but all I felt at that moment was dread. I turned to find my way out of the forest, and there he was, standing across me. The man I saw at the library. He called himself Dominic. But he didn't come alone. Right behind him

I could recall the red dress and the dead wolves and animals around me, the way I felt guilty from just staring at them even though I didn't actually kill them with my bare hands, yet it felt like I had something to do with it. "What else are you guys hiding away from me?" I asked, my eyes on everyone of them, gauging the look on their faces as I continued. "Because I know this can't be all. I saw it in your eyes each time you told me to leave. You don't actually want me to go, do you? You want me to stay, but I knew there was someone or something that was making you say that, and it's beyond that bunch of fuckers who tried to harass me. So tell me every fucking thing. You guys were the ones

In the darkness of her dream, she felt trapped, unable to escape from the terrifying shadows, creating a cycle of unending sorrow. "No! Go away! Leave and get out of my sight!" Emily screamed, trying to rebel in her dream. However, the terrifying voice did not leave. "No, I will not go. Come closer to me!" Zack urged, with a sharp gaze directed at Emily. In her dream, Emily felt a deep fear. Zack, a figure she should have known well, now seemed scary and foreign. She tried to fight back, but the darkness around her seemed to bind her, making her feel trapped in helplessness.