In Dreams Film Cast Novels & Stories

I disregarded it and snuggled into the seats once more, ready to sail into another dream planet. The tugging continued, followed by a man's voice that sounded suspiciously like the driver. "Small oga, we don reach house. Shuo! You dey sleep like person wey don die. Abi you don die?" There was a long pause in which his last statement was enough to slip me out of dream land and into reality. A loud yawn slipped past my lips before I could stop it. The stretch that followed, released the tension from my shoulders and body. When I deigned to open my eyes, the driver was standing agape, looking at me with wide bulging eyes.

' I thought to myself. As Jace and Vega came closer, I realized just how bad the universe was screwing with me. The woman in my dream was walking toward me, and she was Jace's girlfriend. Bloody perfect. I knew that I should get up, but I was rooted in place on this bench, with a shocked expression on my face. Tanner stood up and looked down at me. "Hey, get up. What's wrong with you?" Tanner asked. "That's the woman I dreamt about last night," I whispered.

Ife awoke startled by the dream and knew the next one was coming soon. The mark that adorned the crown of her head and the man that looked nothing like the other two smiling down at her. She felt as though she should know the people she dreamed of. Especially the woman and man that held her and cried every time she dreamed of them. They felt really important to her. If only she knew them. Welp, since she was up super early and they wouldn’t bother her it was practice time. She always followed her instinct and so far it helped keep her safe.

"I'll agree to whatever you want. We can meet whenever you like." "Please don't ignore me…" My mind went completely blank. For a moment, everything around me faded into silence as I scrambled to switch off the screen. "Did he say this too?" he asked, staring at me. "Would a hug or a kiss be enough to keep you here?" His voice was barely above a whisper, yet it crashed in my ears like thunder. I looked up sharply and fell into his deep, unfathomable eyes. The words were exactly the ones I had heard in my dreams. How could he possibly know?

After the rescue team assessed the situation, one of them said, their expression solemn, "Mr. Johnson, both Mrs. Johnson and Ms. Lambert are trapped in the wreck. Time is of the essence. We can only save one first. Who do you want us to save?" Without a second thought, Raymond said, "Save Mela—" "Raymond, save Melanie. She's been with you for seven years. All I did was save your life once. Choose her. The baby and I will be fine," Tracy muttered weakly while clutching her stomach before Raymond could finish speaking. Raymond hesitated as the words caught in his throat. "Save Tracy." The first responder frowned. "Are you sure? Ms. Lambert is only stuck between the airbags, but your wife's who

Damian tightened his grip, choking the staff member, until the secretary rushed in. "Mrs. Patton is alive! She took a Frostuolton flight, not Oathinend. Just a name mix-up," said the secretary, breathless. Damian released the staff member, who collapsed with a gasp.

* Jane Dankworth * I did not notice the exact time I fell asleep, until the memories of what happened came to haunt me in dreams. A scream, coming from me escaped my throat, though in the dream, I couldn't tell it was me until the echo broke through the dark. I was again back in that office, the shadows bending like hands reaching for me. There was a smear of blood on the glass, my heels slipping against the floor, and someone was shouting my name but I couldn't find the door.

The next morning, right after finishing the morning meeting at Horizon Properties, I was getting ready to inspect our newly acquired landmark project when I ran into Ryan right outside the office building. "Hannah…" He had dark circles under his eyes, and his voice was raw and hoarse. "My stomach was killing me all night long. I felt like I was literally dying…" Holding back his emotions, he reached out, trying to grab my sleeve. His voice was laced with desperation. "Can we please get back together? I don't care about becoming a director anymore, and I don't care about having some fancy degree-holder to show off. I just want you. Please come back and take care of me."

The bath refreshed her, soothing her tired muscles. After blow-drying her hair and settling into bed, Wynter closed her eyes, only to see those mesmerizing blue orbs before her. She wished she could help but realized everyone carries their own burdens in this world. Sabrina's words echoed in her mind, reminding her to focus on her own challenges amidst the sea of others' struggles. Despite trying to escape from those beautiful eyes, they persisted, wanting to convey a story. As she drifted off to sleep, for the first time, her dreams weren't plagued by betrayal or worries about the future. Instead, someone else filled her thoughts, offering a respite from her usual concerns.

“Just the bathroom.” Mom hums, unconcerned, and goes back to the stove. I take a bite of toast. Chew slowly. Let the silence stretch. “I slept great,” I announce to no one in particular. “Better than I have in months, actually. Really deep. I don’t think I moved all night.” Ethan chokes on his orange juice. Jack drops his fork. “That’s nice, honey,” Mom says without looking up. “Yeah.” I smile sweetly at my stepbrother, who’s gone pale as a ghost. “I had the most interesting dream, too. But I can’t quite remember it. Isn’t that weird? When you have a really good dream, but you can’t remember the details?”