Premonition Novels & Stories

it was a premonition. Something irreversible was happening between us and I knew, with a terrifying certainty, that I was already too far gone to stop it.

He says as he starts to pour the coffee. “How did their premonition powers work?” Dean asks, and I swallow. Bert sighs, “That power was always up in the air. Things can change so quickly, so if they had a vision one day, it could change the next. It’s all about choices. They never put much thought into them, because they were so unreliable.” He tells us, and that does calm my nerves a bit, but so far, every time I got that feeling, something bad has followed.

I plead "you don't anything,you won't understand losing someone important to your life,you don't understand how it feels to see two people in your life that you love die and knowing it is your fault and you could have prevented it"he yells in my face "no it is your fault,you couldn't have done anything to prevent it"I try console him to stop the self blaming. "no it is,I killed her,I let her drive through the storm ,if only I called her"he says

However, I was far from believing that everything was alright. I don't know what it is, but from the moment I landed back on the ground after flying like that, I have this weird premonition that someone is looking at me. As if I am being observed, and no matter how many times I look around and console myself, this feeling isn't going anywhere.

Weird. Why does it feel like a premonition of impending being punched?

She takes her time to calm down and when she does what she tells us, it shocks us. "I'm sorry if I scared you. Normally, I don't pass out from premonitions. This one was different, more powerful. It was a premonition, but I was also witnessing things as they were happening in the present. Before I explain what I saw, I need Skyler to come here as something I saw he needs to know."

“like a clockwork, the dominoes cascaded in a straight line.” Daisy’s POV You know that feeling you get in your bones? That feeling of something waiting to happen. Premonition, a feeling of imminent disaster. It has been a lot like that lately, the constant need to check around myself to be sure I was present. The startled jerk in the middle of the night checking on Blair and her well being. It didn’t help with the fact that I felt like eyes were constantly watching me. I had heard nothing from Kevin since the night he had found Blair and I in her tent.

It was often split between being a burden and a gift and I had carried it throughout my life and over and over again, it had proven its worth. It had never happened like this before and it was making me lose my mind as I was unknowingly consumed by a vivid premonition—a looming darkness was the best way to describe how I felt. I couldn’t shake off this feeling of impending disaster. An unexplainable weight had settled upon my shoulders and I could feel something terrible about to happen like it did before and all of the other times that I couldn’t prevent it from happening. I could feel it deep in my guts as my wolf senses went into overdrive filling me with a

he heard her trying to warn him. “No, please wait!” Then the image of her suddenly disappeared, he found himself standing at the edge of the window slab. He was having hallucinations or was that just another premonition, he was confused. His forehead was covered with cold sweat. He used his palm to wipe it but to his shock, he saw the bloodstain instead of sweat in his palm. He then blinked his eyes and saw that the bloodstain was gone. Do these premonitions have something to do with Deadrei’s situation, or these things are just mere hallucinations in his head? Was he getting mad? he thought to himself.

Him: "Yes, that includes people waking me up or someone knocking on the door." He: "I inexplicably bought a cup in the supermarket, which looks the same as the one at home, I don't even know why I bought it, and a few days later, the old cup was shattered; sometimes I would pick a particular artist's work to watch, which I actually don't really like to watch, it's just purely to pass the time, and I don't think too much about it, and a few days later, that artist would die or something would happen; when I was organizing my stuff When I am organizing my things, I may leave a certain thing which is not useful at all on hand, and then a few days later, I will use it for an unexpected event; I