Prayer To Cancel Bad Dreams And Nightmares Novels & Stories

I made a sign of the cross first then muttered silent prayer before I unlocked the door then slowly opened it. God. Please do me some favor tonight, please. Kung pwede, can you please soften his granite head just for tonight?? Because I think yon lang talaga ang makakaligtas sa'kin mula sa kanya ngayon...Kahit na imposibleng gawin ang hinihingi kong 'to Lord God, I'm sure you can atleast hasten his death. Imbes na bukas, why not do it now, God? Posible naman siguro yon di ba? Di--

But no matter how hard I tried to focus on the way he tried to calm my breathing at times like these, eventually my thoughts would drift to the memory of my nightmare; in which a lifeless Navi was curled up in my embrace while I wailed for his loss, painted in his blood. "Hurry to salvation. Hurry to salvation." "Prayer is better than sleep. Prayer is better than sleep." The sound of Azaan for Fajr fell on my ears and I realised that I had dozed off while waiting for it. With uneven breaths, I dropped my head between my knees and tightening my grip around my legs, I brought them to my chest and began responding to the Azaan. ‎ "There is neither might nor power except with Allah."

Sun and moon, I ask. The stars I plea for help for thy task. Help us with our plea and end our misery. Help us, our souls, stars rewind Turn back not only thee but the entire universe. Make an offering, power, our will. We only ask thee for one thing To reverse the sun and moon

Richard is not even at home, why am I having strange dreams lately? She picked up her phone and checked the time; it was 1:24 am. "I can't even call him by this time, it will only look like an emergency call and I don't want to bother him. I will call him tomorrow." She breathed in a mouth full of air and exhaled quietly. " I don't even what to pray about," she murmured still placing the Bible close to her chest. "Lord, help me." She muttered to herself. "I must pray and fast about this nightmare tomorrow." She assured as she yawned loudly, adjusted her position on the bed, and lie down again. Ready to sleep.

It was a hellish moment and, she wished to forget it! She rolled on the bed while groaning and hitting the pillows like a mad person, “God, please wash away all impure thoughts that I may have. Make me forget all about the moments of last night. I wish not to experience it again!” She cried on the bed while praying for her mind to be cleansed.

The pain, both physical and emotional, becomes unbearable, threatening to consume me entirely. In this moment of vulnerability, I turn to the moon goddess, a beacon of hope in the darkness. With closed eyes, I offer a heartfelt prayer, my voice trembling with desperation. I beseech her, the divine entity who holds the power to intervene, to rescue me from this tormenting existence.

I cried, my voice trembling with rage as I whispered a desperate prayer, chanting the words with all the strength left in my lungs. “Oh, Goddess of the Moonlit Veil, Mother of Rebirth and Purity, Lunaria, heed my wail. By fang and claw, by blood and bone, Let me rise, though I am gone. Silver light, reshape my fate, Drown my love, ignite my hate. Banish mercy, steel my heart— From my ashes, tear me apart.” A powerful thunderclap roared across the sky as my final word echoed into the void. But I didn’t stop. I continued chanting, even as my voice shook.

With the speed of light I shift back and I joined and held hand with Shirer and Vee , we began chanting: "By the power of the ancient ones, We call upon the spirits of old. Remove this darkness, this evil influence, And restore the balance, the harmony to unfold.” “Again” . Shirer screamed "By the power of the ancient ones, We call upon the spirits of old. Remove this darkness, this evil influence, And restore the balance, the harmony to unfold.” I felt a massive surge leave me from my heart to my hands and onto Seth , my breathing was ragged like I was struggling to breathe but it was working. “One more time” Shirer screamed ontop of her voice

This time my sleep is plagued by nightmares and dreams alike. But I only remember one dream, that still plagues my mind when I wake up. I cry out from shock as I am pulled out of the nightmare. My whole body is trembling and I am covered in sweat, which has drenched my clothing making them stick to my body. The image still haunts me, Ash calling out my name, his hand reaching down to grab my hand as I fall. Then suddenly the dream freezes and words appear in the sky in blood red writing. ‘There coming’ then it flickers ‘were coming, be ready.’ Then suddenly I am falling again, than just before I hit the ground it blacks out. That’s when I woke up. I lie there as still as possible, too scared

“What the hell is going on in that mind of yours!?” “Cara stop pushing this!” “Then make me stop by telling me the—” “Your prayer worked!” Sweat is breaking out all over his forehead. “I had a nightmare, okay!? I took my sleeping pills, got myself drunk, and despite all that, I was still attacked by a fucking, terrific nightmare that made me wish I could just die and never come back!” My entire body instantly feels like a thunderbolt just hit me. Nightmare!? What is he talking about? My prayer?