In My Dreams I Hold A Knife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I coyly smiled at him as I asked, “What are you talking about? How do you know what I'm dreaming?” “I know because every time you have that dream you talk in your sleep. You talk about Laylan, Artimous, Grealan and Ivy. Then you're hard to wake up after that. I was just curious as to what your dream was about,” he finished and his lips curled at the edges into a smile.

As for Tanya, she seemed fixated on the knife that I was holding, as if she was afraid it would disappear or I would be pointing it at her any minute. Now I held the blade with both of my hands, at this point my heart was beating so much that the sound of it was so terrifying, as I was holding up the blade above my head and the sun struck against it Tanya hissed and told me to stop being dramatic and just get it over with, claiming that I was trying to be a drama queen even in my last moments. I closed my eyes and bit my lip. I always thought that I would have a fairytale ending with me and my friends living happily ever after with our kids.

I have many fears. When I have nightmares I usually wake up very scared, I see next to me and I have no one to hold on to or hug while I calm down. So I cry. And I pinch myself. I have a lot of fears. -Now that you're asleep...that your nightmare became real I...I feel like a jerk for not keeping my promise to protect you. I don't know how you will be in the place you are in, if you will be suffering... if you are being hurt. I imagine you are very scared, not knowing what to do or where to go. No answers. I wish I was there with you to protect you from your monsters.

Opening the snap on the case down near her ankle, she pulled out a knife from the sheathe that ran up her shin. “Jesus, Tess,” Brody gasped. “If you’re trying to turn me on, it’s working.” She smirked at him and held out the six-inch blade. “Will this work?” Taking it, he studied it briefly before looking back up at her. “It should.” Moving the light up and down her body he smirked. “What else do you have hidden under those clothes?” Even knowing this wasn’t exactly the right place and time for his teasing; Tess still felt her pulse speed up. “That’s top secret.”

DANIEL'S POV As I screamed, her eyes which had been closed all along flew open and her breathing came hard and fast, she looked around at the room, at me in my shocked state, and then at the knife. She looked at it and dropped it on the floor as if she had been caught in her act. She knew whatever she did in the dream was happening in reality, she knew If she had sliced her own throat, she'd die in reality. Yet, she had done it. She wasn't shocked by the sight of the knife on her own throat.

"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

Or maybe… he was baiting me. But something was missing. My knives. I turned, eyes sliding toward the two guards standing near the door, weapons lowered but hands twitching like they knew I could end them in under five seconds. “Where are my knives?” I asked, voice smooth. The one on the left smirked, answering in Russian, "Босс говорит, что ты их не понимаешь." (Boss says you don’t get them) My jaw tightened. Fine. I turned back to the mirror, taking one last look. I look dangerously beautiful.

In my last life, I walked into that room blind. This time… I would walk in holding the knife.

What he says next shocks me into silence. “I had a dream last night and I was at a clearing and you were wearing a blank tank top and black tights and there was a boy with you. You were standing up on a hill and the boy was wielding a sword and cutting down all the monsters. You had your bow out and you were shooting at the monsters from above then you suddenly decide to race down the hill and attack the monsters with some throwing knives, it isn’t long until there is one left, and that is when you are thrown backwards and fall unconscious.”

Feeling confused completely, I shake my head and frown before strolling over to the trash and throwing it in it. To my dismay, it misses the basket, so I end up having to pick it back up and make sure this time it ends up where I want it. As I stand up, I could swear that I get another nose full of that stench before I turn around and see her staring at me with that full mouth of razor-sharp teeth. This time, I know she is here because I have never had such a vivid dream in my life. So, while standing there and returning a grin, I reach behind me to the table and retrieve my knife.