Huntress Dream Novels & Stories

She was alive. I moved out of the pack to see if I could pick out the scent. The rain poured heavily over the abandoned warehouse at the edge of the forest where I picked her scent. Thunder cracked across the sky as I shifted back to my human form. The scent of blood hit me instantly. My mate was here. I saw my beta and the warriors beside me. I signal to them that I will go a alone “ Alpha you can't go alone, we are coming with you” he tried to stop me

But it does dull the emptiness for a short time. I live to hunt and I hunt to live. The irony of it all is that I am what I eat: I am a soul eater. A succubus. I am a creature of the night. The night is mine and perhaps one evening you will meet a quiet blonde goddess in a leather dress and high boots. Do you want to go to Heaven? But now it seems like that finally there was something different that I was feeling. I was feeling that everything need not be as bad as it looked like. And maybe I would also find love,…after all that was the deal that I had originally made with Rythian.

replied Lee Umji then got up and sat back on the sofa. Ha Mino followed Lee Umji to sit back down. "What kind of dream?" "I ... seemed to see Kim Hana's life. I thought when I first dreamed about a woman named Kim Hana then it was just an ordinary sleeping flower. Then a few nights later I returned to dreaming about it, the name Min Junho also appeared, although Min Junho's face seemed to be covered by it a flash of light, " Lee Umji's story made Ha Mino dumbfounded.

Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.

I picked at a couple blades of grass that tickled my ankle. “What did you dream about?” Her eyes twinkled with intrigue. “The first dream was before the rogue attack. I dreamt of a misty forest. At first, everything was peaceful, but then there was fire, smoke, howls, screams, and cries.” “That dream feels familiar, does it not?” “The rogue attack?” My eyes flashed up to meet her eyes. “The second dream?” She dismissed my question. “I just had it a few days ago. Again a misty forest, but I watched a witch get kidnapped by werewolves.”

Modern, furnished and beautiful and looking new everyday although the house was five years old already. Juana's coffee was transparent, lot of water,lot of sugar, no milk. So she could see her face while sipping at it. Her big blue eyes were a bit undefined, her expression showed fear with a mixture of helplessness and unusual calm. Then the dream came again. Avocado. Garden. Branch. Third branch. Corpse dripping with blood. Loose. Screaming. Empty House. Dream. "Oh my goodness" she sighed, dropping her half empty mug. She tried to make meaning out of it, but it was a little creepy..

I grumbled, throwing a robe on to force him awake. Maybe waking him up was well timed. He was twitching on the sofa; I don’t think it was good whatever he was dreaming about. He was shaken when he woke up. I could have and should have mocked him and continued to build that wall between us. But I didn’t. I couldn’t bring myself to do more than scold The Hunter for looking at my legs. I don’t know what his nightmare was about, but given the story he told us, I can imagine several options. The most likely one is his mother’s death. So, I just left him with a snarky comment about not caring, but I did. Caine, help me. I care, I care about him.

When I looked closely, the fire was on her clothes. Scared to my bones, I screamed her name but I couldn't do anything. I watched her as she kept screaming my name while she burnt. I jerked up from my bed. Realising it was a dream, I jumped up, rushed to the bathroom, washed my face, tied my hair up and rushed out of the house. I got Lily from school even though she hadnt closed yet. She bombarded me with questions but i just ignored them. Lily was not dying on me, I would protect her to the last. I kept my eyes on her all day and nothing happened.

— King Hunter Beowulf — I haven’t had proper sleep for quite some time now. I don’t really know what’s going on with me, but every time I close my eyes, I see a woman. She’s dressed in a long red dress, her hair is a color I have never encountered before with silver streaks, and just looking at her from behind makes me feel something I’ve never felt before. My dream always starts with her turned around and when she starts walking, I call out for her. She keeps going, and every time I get closer to her, she runs further away until I am running and running and I become tired, breathless.

We were so happy hunting last night, and now…” I sighed. There’s always rain after sunshine after all. Cassidy's dreams had always been vivid—a testament to the strength of her emotions. But lately, they had become increasingly intense, scary, tearing at the fabric of her soul. She dreamed of her mate, Brandon, locked in a passionate embrace with another woman, Hestia. And each time she dreamt it, it was as if a thousand blades pierced her heart. I know. I just know it… She could’ve been my mate. That was all just false hope then. Back before I met her, I was so focused on finding my mate in order to kill her. But now—