Dreamnotfound Heat Waves Novels & Stories

I spend some time shopping for books and grabbing some Blu-Rays of movies I like, then head back a few hours later with a dozen bags. I don't see either Adrian or Dominique when I enter so I just go straight to my room. I shower, then lie down for the night to get some rest. The bed feels like a cloud and I fall asleep in no time. I don't usually dream, at least I don't remember enough details to journal about them or anything. But tonight, I do. I'm on a beach with waves crashing against the shore completely naked as I step into the water. My eyes are closed and I'm moaning, hands are all over my body, delicate fingers exploring every inch of my skin.

/ [I see as much as your cameras do. Suddenly, she felt the slightest tremor. "Tadashi, did you feel that?" "Mm." They stayed on high alert. The tremors happened a few more times with short random intervals in between. /Eh? Is it just me or is the remperature rising?/ [It's rising! Heat waves! The ground is giving off heat waves! Spiders caught in it are cooked and swallowed! Your cameras can't see the distortions in the dark!] "Tadashi, we should go." She piloted away as she warned him, trusting him to follow her immediately, which he did.

She does not want to force Roseanne because the Heat is going to torment the poor soul anyway. “Today is the first day and the first wave has passed,” Iriana states in a flat tone. “You might feel the Heat again at night. It will be mild but I don’t know if you’ll be able to tolerate it. Tomorrow, you’ll get a full blast around mid-day and another one at night again. On the third day, however, you might end up attacking someone if your body doesn’t get its urges satisfied. You might even die out of the immense heat.”

But instead, she asked, “Really? Artimous died?” I giggled then went on explaining my dream. I expressed every emotion I had felt in it and the emotion and movement that Laylan had felt and made. As I finished the boys rounded the corner into the room. Mitchell heard me say the name Daemon and his tan face twisted in shock. “What? Are you saying you had a dream about Daemon, too? Veda has always dreamed of him though she never really says much about it. Who is this guy? I mean what are the odds that you both would be having dreams about two guys with the same name.” He looked first at me then to Veda and finally over to Josh, who had already taken a seat in his usual recliner.

I murmured "You tried your best" A month had passed after Lily's death. Home never felt like home. School even got worse, news started spreading about me having dreams and how it actually happens. Everyone avoided me, no one wanted to associate with me, except for kelly and Liam. I felt like an outcast. I wanted to drop out of school but then I remembered my mom did everything to make me be in school, I was not going to throw that away. i haven't had any dreams since then and it really made me worried and alot scared than before. I didn't know what to expect.

] [ARCTIC SNAP CONVERGENCE COUNTER: 03 HOURS, 00 MINUTES, 00 SECONDS. [WARNING: REVERSAL FROM METROPOLITAN HEAT TO SUB-ZERO SECTOR TEMPERATURE WILL BE SUDDEN AND SEVERE. FIELD TEMPERATURE IS PREDICTED TO HIT -20°C BEFORE DAWN.] [HOST IS ADVISED TO LOCK DOWN CORE VENTILATION PERIMETERS PERMANENTLY.] I sat up instantly, throwing off the sheets. *Three hours.* The oppressive, suffocating heat wave that had plagued Oakhaven was about to violently fracture, and the true apocalypse was throwing down its icy gauntlet ahead of schedule.

~Harlow’s Point of View~ ~A Week Later~ Sweat prickles my entire body, making me thrash around. I know I’m dreaming, but I just can’t seem to wake up. There’s a fire and all I want to do is get away from the intensity of the heat, but I can’t budge. My mind says it isn’t real, but the urgency my body feels says otherwise.

The Dreams were about Dameon coming back and loving me again, only for me to wake up and realize that would never happen. Recovering from those dreams takes hours, the hole in my heart growing by the minute. I wish it all would end. **** I woke up exhausted and tired from hanging out last night with my friends. Jake, Luke, Lia, and Bri all came over, and we played a drinking game. I still couldn't handle the taste of alcohol, so I mixed it with a ton of spirit before I Drank it down. My head kind of hurt, and I yawned, sitting up in my bed. That was when I realized that I was hotter than usual. Feverish. And wet. Fuck. I was in heat again.

“Tomorrow. First I check on the children.” My phone buzzed in my bag. I pulled it out. The screen showed a new message from an unknown number. I opened it. A photo loaded. The little girl and the boy sleeping in a bed. Julian’s shadow stood over them. His hand rested near the girl’s head. The text below read: “Your nightmare about Havisham dying was cute. Reality is worse. Tick tock, neighbor girl.” My blood ran cold. I showed the phone to Liam. His face hardened.

The heat was getting worse. Where was Damien?