Dreaming Of Someone You Never Met นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Must be my imagination. I keep wishing he’ll come home to me. I just keep dreaming. We only met once, and that was it. it’s just a dream that’ll never happen. Who knows if I was just a fling, or some sort of secret affair, what if he has a wife and family? Was that all I was? It was just a dream, that was all, just a dream. He’s God knows where, and I may never see him again but, why does that thought break me?” she mumbling to herself. Each word is a dagger in my heart. She feels our connection but, my absence has left her thinking she was in a fantasy land that will never come true. I almost run towards her then, I see her friend coming. “Katherine oh my God! What was that again?”

"It's nothing, Killian, I just—" "Had a terrible dream," I gazed up at him, surprised. "Ria told me, and she was worried, and that worried me," I smiled weakly. "It's just a dream. I'll be fine," I voiced, knowing I didn't believe any of my words. How normal is it to have dreams about someone I've never met? "Not very normal. And I had told you, didn't I?" Came Adie's voice in my head. But I didn't dare argue with her. I had no strength for that, and, she was absolutely right.

” I shot them both a quick apologetic smile, not sure if he’d told her my intentions. She was a lot like Sophie, someone that missed having social interactions with other people. No matter how personal I felt the question was, she always answered with a smile. Turned out that mates sharing dreams was pretty rare, and usually only happened when they were separated over long distances or for a long time. I tried not to let my worry show. I’d shared a dream with Dmitri almost every night after the first one; he was even actively tracking when I was sleeping to avoid it happening.

Having one in my dreams isn’t distracting so I don’t see why I cannot enjoy what I feel is nature's way of telling me I’m on the right emotional track, as weird as it might be. Several times I’ve wondered why of all the strange dreams and all the familiar and unfamiliar faces, it’s the encounter with him that excites me most, sometimes I even find myself longing to see him unconsciously and considering all dreamy encounters with him are very sexual, it is extremely irresponsible of me but I can’t help myself. The weirdest thing is that this face is not a figment of my imagination but an actual person whom I have met once, on the day I and Reina escaped the grasp of our evil guardians.

How is it possible to miss someone I’ve never even met? Over the past two years, my dreams have become more vivid and constant. I even got her scent pinned down, about a year into the dreams. The songs would sometimes be different lyrics or melodies. There have even been different shades of pink flowers appearing in the dreams, sometimes shaped into the letter ‘T’. The Elders said it could be a clue to her name. They started keeping record of the dreams, for any hidden clues. Was her name a flower name? Did it mean something about a flower?

I fumbled in the air, called them in tears. - Sis! A hand grasped my panicked hands. A small, but warm hand. A sudden feeling of confusion enveloped me. The earnest call fully awakened my sleepy mind. I suddenly understood that it all was just a dream, and I just woke up. There are people we can't see anymore in this dominated-by-darkness reality. There are people we are only able to meet again in dreams. The rare dreams that never come before, and don’t know when will come again later.

Maybe if at that time she told the truth, and away from my mate maybe everything wouldn't be like this. That dream also finally brought me to Liam, someone I never imagined before. The man who only appeared in my dreams, the man who also came to me and confessed his love, just because he saw me in his dreams. But strange, it turns out that meeting him made me feel what I felt for him through my dreams. I've never been with him before, I never thought this feeling could change so quickly.

Thinking about Axel, the memory of the dream I had last night fills my mind. I still cannot shake the feeling that what I’m calling a dream, wasn’t a dream at all. For starters, I never met Joey to my knowledge, I only knew his name because Hannah mentioned him one time so nonchalantly, that it’s shocking that I even registered what she said. Why would I dream of two people, one I’ve only met once and the other I never had, having an argument about something that wasn’t even brought up in the conversation I had overheard. I don’t know why but I just can’t shake the feeling that whatever I saw there, it’s going to be brought up at some point.

"I saw a party, here, in the ballroom upstairs. It was filled with white, pink, and purple orchids. Green vine leaves created thick table cloths and and the walls were covered in vines and flowers. Mostly pink. And you were there. Fiona in a white wedding gown that only she could pull off. Very sexy I might add. And you were in a black tuxedo, dancing with her. Laughter, joy, and cheers filled the room as you two had your first dance as a married couple. And I know who was beside me. I know who my mate is. I also know my mother is dead. She appeared out of thin air, but dreams can be weird like that. Somehow I knew it wasn't just a dream. She hugged me goodbye and told me how sorry she was t

No matter how many times he reassured me, the pieces of the puzzle didn't fit together in my mind. I had never met Natalia, had never even seen a picture of her, and yet, her image had burned itself into my consciousness. Her features, her essence, it was as if I had known her intimately, despite never crossing paths. The vision had been so vivid, so real, that I couldn't dismiss it as a mere dream.