Dreaming Of Someone You Never Met นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Anyway, Kavier seemed to have already found out the reason why they were targeting me, and he seemed to know them well, so I just had to ask him then. Besides, I kept on thinking about what I had dreamed earlier. I really feel that the one whom she was saying those words was me. That she intended to say those words to me. But how is that possible? There is no woman like her in my memories and I never met her before. No matter how much I tried to think about it, I never really met her. She was not in my memories. If that’s the case, how did I dream of her? Why do I feel like she was close to me… I mean figurative speaking; it was as if I knew her.

Like reading a description of something you’ve been part of without ever realizing it. “I met her at a party,” I said. “Eighteen months ago. At Gideon’s place. She came up to me, and we talked most of the night.” I kept my eyes on the coffee table and my voice as steady as I could. “I thought she was a wolf. Her scent was right. Everything about her felt right. We spent the night together. She was gone by morning. I never saw her again.” I finally looked up. “Until the dreams.”

Almost. "I...have something to ask you. It has been bothering me since last night," I begin, looking at him cautiously to gauge his reaction. His brows creases as he nods towards me. "Go on." “My dreams,” I whisper, my voice catching slightly. “They’re not just memories, are they? Malakai was in one. Not just the fire, but in person, even though I couldn't see his face. And he seemed to be looking right at me. No one has ever noticed me in my dreams, but he noticed me then. He said he’d found me. How is that possible? Besides, I was just a baby, so I can't possibly be having memories about...that.”

She snapped her head to look at me "If you don't know who she is then why and how did you draw her?" "Because she's been haunting my dreams for the past two nights" Her eyes widened "What? Are you serious? You dreamt about her?" I nodded "Yeah, I did" "But you've never met her before. I thought you could only dream about people you know" I shrugged "I thought so too, I mean even when I dreamt about Zach being my mate I didn't even see his face. But I saw her face as clearly as I'm seeing yours right now, Alessia"

He whispered, his answer came after what seem like ages. "You know, I use to have them when I was young even when I grew up, how I'll meet my partner and how I'll fall in love with him, what he'll look like, the places we'll visit together, the talks we'll have, spending the rest of my life with that person, doing things that makes him happy, wondering if he'll support me in life or not. Wondering what kind of person he's going to be" "But you know, all my dreams never included a vampire, or getting married to one either" I said, taking another sip.

"Why am I dreaming of a guy I don't even know who." It probably happens to people but in my case, I didn't know him although something in my heart felt like I know him for a long time. As if we had a very deep connection that no one could ruin. There was a feeling of bliss when I was seeing him in my dream, even if it was just blurry. "She might be your future." Hana giggled. I shrugged. "I don't think so." "Think about it, maybe your dreams are sending you messages. It may mean something, big time."

CHAPTER HUNDRED AND ONE Amelia's dreams had always been a kaleidoscope of vivid images and emotions, but tonight was different. As she slipped into the realm of subconsciousness, she found herself in a surreal landscape, standing on a vast, desolate beach. The moonlight casting eerie shadows, and an unsettling breeze whispered through the darkened shore. But it wasn't the deserted beach that troubled her; it was the realization that she was alone, with no sign of Jackson, her soulmate, anywhere.

It was a night of possibilities, where fleeting glances, shared conversations, and chance encounters could spark the eternal flame of a mate bond. Amelia's heart raced as she contemplated the profound connection that awaited her. She couldn't help but wonder about the identity of her mate—would they be a familiar face, a stranger, or someone she had crossed paths with before? The unknown fueled her nerves, but it also ignited a flicker of hope deep within her.

As he navigated through the dream home, Xender's son encountered a young girl who emanated a familiar energy, a sense of connection that transcended time and space. This girl, his dream sister, possessed an inherent understanding of him that surpassed mere words. Their bond felt unbreakable, as if they had shared a lifetime of experiences together, even though they had never met in the waking world. In this extraordinary dream realm, Ethan and Xender's eldest son traversed parallel lives, glimpsing into alternate realities where their familial connections diverged. Through these mirrored dreams, they experienced the joy of siblinghood and the profound love that binds brothers and sisters tog