Novel & Cerita Omen Nightmares

“Ummh..” Dannie squirmed weakly before slowly opening his heavy eyes which was immediately followed by a headache that made him wince. From his eyes that felt sticky, it looked like he was crying again in his dream. Since the death of his family, Dannie has never slept well again. Every time he fell asleep, he always had nightmares that made him very scared. A dream where he returns to the moment of his family's funeral. Or the moments when he saw their corpses that were lying stiff. These dreams not only scared him, but also made him felt very hopeless, tired and helpless.

So she could also feel the mate bond between us. My heart fluttered as soon as I stepped into the mansion. She was jumping in happiness, giggling happily. She was never that happy in her father's palace. But she enjoyed every second whenever she visited us. I knew it had to do something with the nightmares she had. Ever since she was a baby, she had been having those nightmares. And for some unknown reason, they were getting out of hand. She could no longer control them. It didn't matter if she was asleep or not. She could see those nightmares while she was awake. She could hear the screams of that woman she told us all about. I was worried if it was a spirit she could see.

Noah ~•~ “You mean the nightmares didn’t stop already?” Katie asked me as we walked down the hallway. “Yeah.” I nodded my head. “It has happened three straight nights now,” I added, exhaling deeply. For the past two months, I’ve been haunted by the same recurring nightmare. Each time, a bizarre creature appears, a horrific mix of a werewolf and something else entirely indescribable. I always jerk out of my sleep and back to reality whenever it appears in my dream. The first night it happened about two months ago, I didn't think too much about it. I just assumed it was a normal nightmare.

Her heart pounded in her chest, the remnants of the nightmare clinging to her like a suffocating fog. The room was bathed in an ethereal light as Luna realized it was all just a dream, a twisted creation of her fearful imagination. Yet, the remnants of the nightmare lingered, leaving her trembling with the weight of a reality she couldn't fully comprehend. As Luna sat there, breathless and tormented, trying to process the horror that had unfolded in her subconscious mind, she couldn't escape the pervasive feeling that there was more to her nightmares than meets the eye. The secrets of her past, the tragic fate of her mother, clung to her like a shroud of mystery, leaving her yearning for ans

Elliot and I sat up, looking at them nervously as they walked in. " How are you, Sage?" father asks. " Good." I shrug. " The maid told me that you got a nightmare today." he whispers, sitting on the bed beside me. " Yeah, I thought to take a nap when I came back but I . . ." I trail off, feeling the nightmare flash into my mind . " What was the nightmare about?" Father looks at me, sympathy on his face. " Monsters." I whisper, looking at him with tears pooled into my eyes.

The nightmares did not stop. Every night, the ghosts came. My mother, her face twisted into a mask of shadow, her voice accusing. Kaelen, his eyes black, his hands reaching for my throat, his fingers cold. Lorna, her white hair wild, her crown of thorns dripping blood that sizzled where it touched the floor. Marcus, laughing, always laughing, his black eyes watching me from the corners of my dreams, his voice whispering that I would never be free.

‘ I swiftly lifted my eyes, holding his gleaming one. He shrugged his shoulders before continuing. ‘ The nightmares are about to begin, headaches, nausea, fever name it. The more you stay away from her the more the bond will punish you. It will only get worse the more you resist so if I were you, I would be on my way to the dungeons. ‘ My lips were set in a thin line, I was a second away from throwing him out of my office. ‘These nightmares will revive your deepest, darkest memories, the ones locked up in the closet. They will drill your mind, eat your bones and muscles to a literal point of insanity. Then finally you will become the one thing you despise the most...’ ‘ A rogue. ‘

and it worries me a bit. The next morning, I woke up feeling nervous. The whole day I kept having strange nightmares about my past. Sometimes I saw my dad. Sometimes I saw my mother. Sometimes I saw a ghost. Some of these dreams felt different, more realistic, and real than the ones I had during the day.

Imara looked out the window and saw Ben bent over, pulling a stump from the ground and she twisted her lips to the side. “What’s that look about?” Thorin asked as he made a circle in front of him with his finger. Imara sighed and pushed herself back in her chair. “He’s been having just God-awful nightmares. He wakes up screaming and crying nearly every night. About me, I suppose. He becomes nearly hysterical if he wakes up and I’m not laying beside him.” Thorin bit his lip and drummed his fingers on the table. It’s not uncommon for supernaturals to have visions. Thorin grew concerned that these were more than nightmares. “Hmm. I’m sure it’s nothing to be concerned about. Not worth worrying y

They eventually die and a new Ma Vista is born. If the new Ma Vista is a boy he will start to have nightmares when he is 15. If it is a girl Ma Vista, the child will start having nightmares at the age of 16, some develop a bit later than that and their nightmares finishes in the middle of their 17th year.’