Dreams Telling The Future Novels & Stories

The lock screen clock tells her it’s 8. It takes 45 minutes to reach, very few people arrive at this time. She reaches her cubicle and sets down her bag. Turning on the computer she opens chrome again and types - ‘What do recurring dreams mean?’ She fervently scrolled up and her eyes caught one snippet of an article: ‘Recurring dreams often tell you the future.’ Her ears started ringing. Future? What kind of future does her dream entail? The images, the scenarios that momentarily gripped her with fear and anxiety. The dream that she had since 16, the one that did not show her any pattern, the one where she never heard anyone’s voice but filled with horrific images that made her scream awake

she whispered, pulling me tighter. “A terrible nightmare. I woke up, and you were gone, and there was a storm over the ocean. Some black shadow man made me disappear into the wind,” her voice came out rushed as she gripped me tighter. “What happened? Tell me everything.” Her words had my body stiffen as she explained the story to the very last detail. My fists tightened, angry that I could not even protect her from a dream. Dreams are held in high regard in the supernatural and Celestial world. They can predict the future, have deeper meanings or another god could send a message, even to other gods.

She said, staring straight into Melissa's eyes. " I'm sorry but I'm not here to find out about my future. I just want to know about the dreams I keep having. There's also this lady who talks to me when I'm asleep." Melissa explained. " A dream is a vision, Princess Melissa. Your dreams are visions of the future and your past. They're not just random dreams. Do you dream about things that will happen in the future or do you dream about something that happened in the past?" The Oracle asked.

She stared blankly at me for a second before her mouth dropped open and stayed that way until I finished placing my history book in my locker. She finally spoke after what seemed like forever, but it came out as a small whisper, “Shut-up! You had another dream! Like the other mojo one? What happened?” She demanded. I faced her full on after I shut my locker. “Nothing really. This one was really stupid and I doubt it would ever happen like my ‘mojo ones’.” I let some sarcasm seep into my voice at the end of the sentence. “Yeah, but if it’s not a stupid one, it could mean something or tell the future like your last ones. Tell me!” She begged.

Logan asked instantly. "My Lord, sometimes the subconscious is just the fruit of dreams, and messages about what will happen in the future. Sometimes things that are bad in the subconscious, will turn into very good things in the real world. No one can ever know what will happen in the future, apart from our own efforts."

Her mother drew closer to her and whispered to her hearing"Maya had a dream about you. You were stabbed in the dream. So tell me exactly what happened. Don't be afraid" Damn! Not her sister's dream! Her mother believes so much in Maya's dream. She smiled at her mother as she tried to talk to her. It won't be easy but she had to take advantage of what was happening to make an excuse. Maya has always had a special gift of seeing the future or whatever just happened. She remembered vividly how Maya would wake up in the middle of the night with cries calling out on their father. She told them she dreamt their father was stabbed and shot by some dangerous men.

he patted her cheeks. "Maybe you could see my death," "No, stop it," she retorted. Aadhiyan chuckled. "I am afraid already, don't add fuel to the fire. I'm already getting weird dreams," she uttered without having a thought, "You didn't say it to me!" Aadhiyan narrowed his eyes. "What did you see? Tell me," he urged seeing her wavering face. Rathi thought he'll find it anyway so telling him was the best. "I told you right I always see something related to my future but this time, I saw something from the past," she revealed but didn't said another dream.

"Faster than Papa expected. Sometimes I wake up and the entire cottage is covered in flowers that weren't there when I went to sleep. Or I have dreams that come true the next day in ways that are too specific to be coincidence." _*]:min-w-0"> "What kind of dreams?" _*]:min-w-0"> "Last week I dreamed about Juliana crying in a wedding dress. Three days later, her parents announced her arranged engagement." I wrapped my arms around myself, suddenly cold. "I saw Otto attacking someone in the dining hall before it happened. Saw Ronan's mother's death even though it occurred before I was born." _*]:min-w-0"> "You're seeing the past and future." _*]:min-w-0">

“As you can already tell, the dreams are really bad but do I need to be worried? They're just dreams…. right?” “We have different ways to foresee the future. It could come as dreams, sometimes flash of several scenes. My point is, for witch, dreams aren't just dreams. It's either something that has happened in the past or will happen in the future” My heart skipped a beat. So I would be responsible for Lukas' death? “So it's set in stone with no way to change it” She shook her head. “It's not easy to change the course of fate” “But it's possible”

We just try to keep moving along, hoping our next big mistake won’t destroy whatever little bit we still have left. But dreams have a different kind of meaning to humans. They mean a lot, and are deeply personal to those involved. Dreams mean freedom; they give you a glimpse of the future and the truth. A dream can reveal a possibility of what might be. The dreamer is able to see the future with clarity, but it’s far less clear than what the actual event actually looks like. And that’s why, even though he tried hard to avoid dreaming as much as possible, sometimes, he found himself dreaming about the same exact thing over and over again. Sometimes, he couldn’t help himself. Sometimes, there