Dream Of A Nose Bleed Novels & Stories

Just the way he said her name filled her with love and warmth. The smell of coffee filled her nostrils, causing her to frown. How did she go from roses to coffee? Pushing her face into the cushion in a sleepy haze, she realized all of it was a dream. Dreaming of coffee was probably not a good sign. Stretching, she rolled over and opened her eyes. She was on the couch still. She blinked a few times to help focus and looked toward the window. It was near dawn. She closed her heavy eyes and opened them too see on the table a few feet from her. She squinted. There had to be two dozen red roses sitting on it. She sat up slowly and realized she still had the phone against her chest. “Dom?”

she said in a happier mood Then it all started again, the images, followed by darkness and some spot of white light then everything went dark. The blue paint was the last thing I saw of the hospital. ……………………………………………….. ‘I’ve never been here before, I said to myself, it didn’t matter if I opened or closed my eyes, everywhere was dark, there wasn’t a pint of light coming from anywhere I knew I had to do something fast if I don’t want to end up either dead or coma for the rest of my life’ I thought to myself. I held my breath for a few seconds hoping that would make me leave where I was and guess what? It did or not, I don’t know till now. I opened my eyes and I discovered that the darkness h

He heard Lucas call from behind, the sudden splitting headache slowly devoured him, and he watched the floor space below get stained with the blood drops that poured out of his nose. **Damn it, not again.** Lucas knelt in front of him with a concerned look. "Again?" ^^I'm fine.^^ he managed. "I should get mom." Lucas tapped his phone already in hand, but Kyle held it down. **Getting mom to hurry down from work isn't okay, it's just a nosebleed. I should be fine after some min...** So he thought, Until he noticed the change in his blood, the red drops that turned to black made them both silent. Leaving them staring in dismay.

I gasped out loud before pulling off from his grasps. I could feel my body burn from head to toe, like my insides had been set on fire. “Talk to me, trivia! You are scaring me, what's wrong?” He asked again, and I parted my lips, but only light screeches eased through them, accompanied by a loud scream. “Your nose... you're bleeding.” As Alaric pointed out, I felt warm liquid ooze through my nostrils and top onto my chest. “Blood.” I muttered,

I explained that I'd hit my nose on the way in, and that was what caused the bleeding. If I went to the hospital, Jonah would discover the tumor in my brain. I just wanted to slip away quietly, without dragging anyone else into it. By then, the dizziness had passed. I stood up and walked a few steps, and the bleeding from my nose had stopped completely. Only then did Jonah's expression ease. A few tears still clung to Liam's lashes, and his pale face showed he had truly been frightened. He sniffled, then walked over and took my hand in his small one.

He kneaded one of my breasts while his other hand tilted my chin upward. "Focus, Anna." That feeling surged through me again. The overwhelming wave drew closer, hotter and stronger until it finally shattered through me. My body trembled violently, and my legs nearly gave out beneath me. "Again," I pleaded weakly after Dylan brought me over the edge once more. Silently, I begged myself. Please don't let me have another nosebleed. Not now. Don't let the night I've dreamed of for the past three years come to an end like this.

But as I walked toward my mirror to check if I looked as terrible as I felt, I noticed something that made my blood run cold. There was blood dripping from my nose. I stared at my reflection in horror. The blood was bright red and flowing steadily down my face. I had never had a nosebleed like this before, especially not after one of these painful episodes. I quickly grabbed some tissues and cleaned myself up, trying to stop the bleeding. It took several minutes, but eventually the blood flow stopped. I looked at the bloody tissues in my hand and felt a wave of fear wash over me. What was happening to me? Were these episodes getting worse? And what did the nosebleed mean?

I cried, engulfed by pure fear. I could feel the warmth spreading across my face as my nose began to bleed. The blood trickled out, a slow but steady stream that I couldn't seem to stop. I felt dizzy and disoriented, as though the world was tilting on its axis. The metallic tang of blood filled my nostrils and I could taste it in my mouth. It was a sickening, coppery taste that made me want to gag. But I couldn't focus on that now. I had to do something about Raina.

It took all my strong will not to cry or wail. Before my watchful gaze I saw them all leave the mini house and disappear into the night. For many minutes I only stood at the entrance staring into blank space. Just about three hours since they left I felt the cramp. I realized my nose is bleeding again. Swiftly I dashed to the sink where I throw up. At night! This only occurs at night. I wiped off the blood from my nose with a tissue but when I turn around to walk out I collided with Soraya.

"Liam?" Liam looked at her, noticed her face was pale. "What's wrong, Vida?" "You—" Vida's eyes were fixed there, on his nose. There was fresh dark red blood flowing from it. "You had a nosebleed? Is your nose bleeding?" "What?" This time it was Liam's face that turned pale. The man immediately took a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his nose. His brow furrowed when he saw the blood on his handkerchief. He ran his handkerchief again against his nose, holding back the blood that seemed to be pouring out.