Killer Of Dreams Novels & Stories

The wolves were hungry and vicious, and despite Killian's attempts to save him, Diego was overwhelmed and killed. Killian woke up in a cold sweat each time, his heart pounding and his mind full of terror. He felt guilty and helpless for not being able to save his brother. Alpha Diego had been a villain in life, but Killian still cared for him deeply. Killian found it strange that he would dream of his brother so often. He had been dead for years, and he had no idea what was triggering the nightmares. He knew that he should be done worrying about his brother, but he couldn't shake the worry and guilt.

she says, hiding her head in Killian's nape as she feels him chuckle. "Don't laugh" "I'm sorry, but you’re adorable and big all the more. I’m glad you’re okay and have calmed down now. You want to tell me about it?" "I had a dream,” she says to Killian, who stands up and brings cloth to clean them up. "About Damon,” she says, making Killian pause. His jaw clenched as he looked into his eyes. “And what happened in this dream?" "He took my Kieran; he took our baby, Killian; I hate that I feel so scared... I don’t want to feel like this,” she says to Killian.

Watching her like that had been a first for Alastor and he never wanted to see her be in pain ever again. Whatever it was that had caused her to feel this way he was going to make sure that it was taken out of her life. Vevina had to take a deep breath before she would be able to explain to him what she had seen. “I was back in my old house and I was with a baby that wouldn’t stop crying. I did many bad things to it and at last when I couldn’t take it any more I poisoned it and then myself to end my misery but near the end of the dream I listened to myself sing a song and realized that it had actually been my mother that I had been dreaming about and that baby was me.” Vevina had to pause to

He kept on seeing their little daughter in his dreams and every time, she raised a sword over her head and just when she was about to slash it down on his neck, he had jolt awake. For the past sixteen years since he had murdered the Alpha and Luna, he had never had any dream concerning them. But lately ever since he saw Diana the dreams had become a natural reoccurrence. The same thing was repeated whenever he closed his eyes to take a nap. At first, he had just thought it was his mind playing at him. But as time went on, the dreams got scarier each day and soon enough, he was almost scared to go to bed for a nap. He was scared he would sleep and probably get killed in his dreams.

she shouted before her hands trembled, making her drop the knife to the ground. KEISHA audibly gasped after waking up on her bed and looking around. "It was a dream, fucking hell…" She sharply inhaled before sitting down and leaning on her bed frame. The gory details of her dreams send shivers down her spine. She wiped her forehead with the bedsheets and Shadow together with Eros came into mind again. Eros might've saved her when they were younger but this is her now. This is her mission, to kill him. "I don't fucking know anymore," she murnured to herself, on the brink of falling apart. Nightmares upon nightmares every time she slept.

If I didn't see Damion stabbing me with a knife, I will see a woman chanting and trying to drain all my blood. These dreams were so real and painful. I cried out in pain most times. I was begging Damion to stop stabbing me that I don't want to die. But then he won't listen. He kept telling me he is sorry that he didn't have a choice. That I don't understand. Is anyone threatening him to kill me? Or is the demon Alpha controlling him to submit to him by proving his loyalty, he has to kill me. All these was really confusing to me. I just don't want to die. I want to survive.

Or Aiden. "I'm so sorry," I whispered, afraid of breaking the trance and connection with him, if I raised my voice. "I came to know about everything. Katelyn. The attack. Sebastian." "How do you know that?" "The dreams," I confirmed, waiting and wanting to hear him speak again. He scoffed. "Of course. The dreams with the goddess." I didn't say anything to that. What was I supposed to say? I had a feeling that he didn't want me to say anything to that. His scoff seemed accusatory and I crossed my legs over my bed to sit comfortably.

I mumbled in a scared tone, “I-I saw a firefly behind you.” “Don’t lie to me! You are lying, right? Tell me honestly. What do those dreams mean?” Keir looked restless and impatient as his grip tightened around me. It was obvious from his cold tone that he was disgusted by that lady named ‘Firefly’ and he was desperately searching for her, maybe to destroy her, to wipe her existence from this world so that she would stop coming in his dream everyday, consistently. My lips trembled a bit as my heart was screaming in agony. It wasn't ready to witness Keir’s hatred. How could I endure the hatred of the person I loved the most!

the Lycan King says. “She has haunted my dreams since I was very young,” Malleus replies. “Kaiya has helped me to fight her in my dreams, without her, I wouldn’t be able to sleep most nights.” “Are the dreams dark, depraved, violent and sometimes sexual while also bloody?” Damien asks. “Yes,” Malleus replies. “I had those too, for a short while, though they were infrequent…often ending with a climax while covered in blood on a battle field being fucked by or fucking very sexy men with long dark hair,” Damien confesses.

It took several minutes, but eventually, my breathing calmed. "Thank you," I said softly. I leaned against his chest and he kissed the top of my head. The killer's eyes were burned into my mind. I knew them from somewhere. They were so full of loathing. I tried to shake the vision from my mind. "Was it the dream again?" he asked quietly. "It's my mother," I said shakily. "The dreams have been her memory. She was murdered, Gabe. I–" He shushed me and stroked my hair, trying to keep me calm. "You're safe," he said softly. "You're safe."