Dreams Sister Face Reveal Novels & Stories

When I open my eyes again, I see the woman with my father's handprint on her face, tears streaming from her eyes. "Jasper, who is that?" I whisper, hiding my face now in his side. "That's your elder sister, Rachel," he replies. ....

“Hmm, just wanted to know why you froze just before the dance ended ?” “Hmm nothing, just got a little dizzy that's all, ” I responded, as I heard her gaze. “Oh really huh, well, just thought you know, your dreams and things you see might still be disturbing,” she said with a smile. What! How does she know about my weird dreams? I'm sure I have told no one except Xander about those dreams, not even Sophie knows about them, so how did she? “ You really are easy to read, you know Kiara, as for how I knew, I'm your elder sister, I know everything darling, and I mean everything,” she said with a smile.

Something different. I clamped my hand over my mouth, trying to keep myself from making any sound. “What the hell is going on?” I whispered, panic clawing at my insides. “Does my sister have two faces?” The thought made my head spin. “Does that mean this is my real sister, and the one I saw wasn’t?” My breath quickened as everything started to fall into place. “What the fuck did I miss?” I watched, my hands trembling, as my brother-in-law marched straight toward them. The man in front of Ariana smirked as brother-in-law approached. “You’re full of wonders, Grayson Anderson,” he sneered, like this was some kind of game.

Her pulse raced at the sensation of his hot skin on hers, but when she realized he had also been having sex with her sister and using the same name, she was horrified. He pressed his warm breath on her ear, his tongue teasing the delicate lobe, and he muttered, “Don’t fight me.” “Explain your dreams to me.”

But even before she reached the kitchen she met her younger sister. "What happened, Sis Yassi? Why are you crying?" Yesha asked her worriedly. "Because of my dreams. I woke up crying but I can't remember what tearful dream I had," she said to her sister. She went straight to the kitchen and took an ice pack then placed it over her eyes. "You're weird Sister for dreaming like that. This has never happened to me before," Yesha commented before leaving the kitchen. "You will never experience this, Yesha. Because you can't go inside a story and fall in love with the character of the protagonist in the story," she softly replied to her sister even though she was no longer in front of her.

but how many of our dreams come true? My sister Lee entered the room and sank to the floor. She put her hands on either side of her face gently. It was Lee who broke the silence. Her eyes held a glint of tears, and “I will help you escape?"

Santana The morning light shines down on my face from the small window above my bed. Not wanting to get up, I place the pillow over my face and close my eyes. I feel worn and exhausted, which makes sense since I barely slept. When I did sleep, I dreamt of him. The dreams were pretty intense. I bite my lip, recalling a specific dream. Declan and I were in bed kissing. He was caressing my bare back as his muscled body wrapped around mine. Unfortunately, as soon as I woke up, reality set in. He’s Connor’s brother. Either way, it’s a pipe dream considering he doesn’t want anything to do with his brother─ his own blood relative.

KAREN ANDERSON "Sis! Wake up!" I heard my sister's voice in my dream. But It sounded too close. Too real to be just a dream. I rolled away, away from the sound. But it came again. This time, closer than the first time. Then I felt something spank my body and my eyes fluttered open from the sudden pain. "Lily?" I mumbled, staring up at the brown eyes before me. "Do you know what the time is right now?" She asked with a deliberate frown.

I dreamt of my sister a few hours into my sleep, I saw Scarlett pregnant with a child and tears flowing down her cheeks. In my dream, I ran up to her asking what had happened to her and her reasons for crying and she said nothing to me. She looked at me with her face swollen like she was beaten by someone and I ended up shedding tears with her. We hug each other and I kiss her on her cheeks.

"Charlie, I had a nightmare. I dreamed I was trapped in a pitch-black cage with no way out. I dreamed that I was sick, that my entire body hurt so much. I was suffering and crying for help, but no one came. No one…" Her fingers dug into Charles' arm as panic surged through her. Then, she froze. She pushed Charles away with a jolt. "No… That person wasn't me." The woman in the dream—the one who looked exactly like her—was not pregnant. She did not have a swollen belly. "Charlie, it's my sister. It has to be Kelly." Her breath quickened. The overwhelming certainty settled deep in her chest like an anchor dragging her down. "You promised me, Charlie. You said you would bring my sister back. Whe