Novel & Cerita Dreaming Of Being A Vampire

Christian patted at her unruly hair. "I don't know, I'm in pain but yet it felt like the best sleep ever.'' As she said it, Christian could see the sadness in her eyes. "You were having night terrors.'' She sighed, ''always.'' "I have heard that vampires dream of their past, is that true?'' Seeing the panic in her eyes, Christian instantly regretted asking. "I'm sorry, I didn't m-'' "It's fine.'' She cut him off. "Yes, we do. We also dream of other people's past. Only if we drink their blood from the veins, which I'm not willing to do now or any time soon.'' She added, with the same sadness flashing across her face again.

“Yes, Dad. With the dreams last night, I am very sure he is a vampire, and I even had a vision but not like any of the visions I have had in the past, which rolled into the dream. If this is a new power, I am not sure I like it.” “Honey, maybe because you are half human some of it is like how our visions happened for us. I remember waking up in cold sweats, erotic dreams, and uncontrollable emotions.” Her mother popped back into the conversation. “Vampires don’t have dreams normally or have the sweating issues like that either. Your poor mother had to deal with those, and I believe this was a side affect of her being human.” “Oh, Honey! Those were so difficult and until I was able to jump yo

Sleep escaped me most of the night. As a vampire, I did not require much, so it was not completely uncommon. But it was not only due to the encounter I just had. My other issue was when I had attempted to close my eyes and drift off into a slumber, my dreams kept me awake. Apparently, the wolf even haunted me in my sleeping hours as well.

I smirked at how she easily briefed me on what happened. “Not to that extent, but I know how to use it better than before.” She smiled as she was being humbled. “So, about your dream...” I trailed off as I was not sure where to start the conversation regarding that matter. “It was a past event, but I don’t know who that vampire was. It seems like he sensed us there.” But my wife understood what I wanted to know and briefed me. “Yeah, and those eyes…I haven’t met anyone with those eyes or any vampire who could eat their kind. It’s more barbaric than just killing them.” I agreed and informed her about something I hadn’t encountered before until that dream happened.

Not to mention for them to share the exact same dream. Oh yeah... he is a vampire, is he not? The undead. Paranormal creature. Drinks blood. Has magic. No doubt if he wants to become an intruder in her dreams, what is there to stop him? She wouldn't even if she could. Shocking isn't it? Rosa bits her bottom lip and her head slowly fills with Armand's face. She couldn't help feeling the way she feels.

Aster: Aster woke violently. Limbs flailing wildly, heart hammering, she bit back a scream just in time. She dreamed about the dead vampires, their bodies sizzling and slowly decomposing in the sun. She walked between them, turning them over one at a time. Each of them was someone she knew and loved – her family, slowly melting away to nothing.

She cleared her throat, nervous. “I assume you already know why I’m here?” she began cautiously. He stared back, neutral. “Why don’t you tell me,” he said. “I dreamt last night of Caleb,” she said. “That he was in danger. But it felt like more than a dream to me. It felt…real.” “Vampires do not visit each other in sleep casually,” Aiden replied. “Every dream is a visit. An intentional visit. And every dream bears a message. We are not like humans. We can control the dream world.”

Not in near future. “Please..." I pleaded, feeling more desperate and scared at the thought that he might feed on me if I fall asleep. “Rest.” he ignored my pleading, fixating his ice blue eyes into my brown ones and I sighed in defeat. I know better than to argue with a vampire. A sob escaped through my lips before my eyelids finally gave in as I drifted off into a deep sleep. *5 days later*

Just as his fingers were poised at my core and his fangs were about to pierce my flesh, I woke with a start. I looked around for what had woken me and found nothing. Damn it. Just when it was getting to the good part. Then I shook my head vigorously. No, I shouldn't be wishing for sexy dreams starring the scary Vampire Lord. Why did I even dream about him? He called me something in the dream: “Val'thira.” It probably was just a result of my overactive mind.

I asked carefully. She shook her head. “No. He just appears in the dream. Nothing more.” I exhaled slowly. For a moment, I stayed quiet, thinking. In our world, when someone appears in another person’s dream, it wasn’t always normal. Especially for vampires. If a vampire tried to control someone’s mind or influence them, and it failed, it could mean something strange. Curiosity. Or something deeper. Maybe that was what the words meant. “Why didn’t it work on you? Who are you?”