Premonition Novels & Stories

She was looking off into the distance and her whole body tensed up. " Ivy. Ivy, are you alright?" I asked getting up from my chair and going around to her. But she was completely unresponsive. I shook her a few times and it took several seconds before she came back and looked at me standing right beside her. " What just happened?" I asked. " I don't think you want to know." She answers breathing heavily. And I looked at her as she looked like she was about to tear up. IVY POV As I reached across the table to touch Asher's hand I froze immediately when I was pulled from reality into a premonition. Premonitions that I didn't even

At first it is so small I’m not sure if I’m seeing correctly, but soon it grows larger and larger until I can see Fineon’s worried expression. "Fineon?" I whisper, crashing into the light. "It’s you." "Are you okay?" he asks as the real world begins to shape itself around me. "You were calling my name." "I’m…" I begin, my eyes taking in the familiar room around me. "I had a nightmare. No, not a nightmare. It was a premonition." "What did it involve?" he pushes, pulling me into his arms. "To have left you so frightened." "You can’t," I whisper, understanding what I was being shown.

"I keep having premonitions, visions of death here in the forest. Blood stains, heads ripped apart, and hearts plucked away." As Nira spoke about her premonitions, the words resonated deep within Denzel's mind. A surge of awareness swept through him, and an inexplicable shiver ran down his spine. The revelation triggered a cascade of emotions. A sweat broke down his forehead and ran its course jaggedly down his face. His senses sharpened and the hair on his body stood up. "The forest?" Denzel muttered, a sudden realization hitting him. "What if those premonitions you've been having were to happen

She felt a premonition that something far from good was about to happen. It must be something to do with the moons and their orbit, she realised. There would be occasional encounters that she would feel some clairvoyance, although such occurrences did not happen very often. Her hunch had been accurate before, and this time, the feeling she had was way more powerful than how she had sensed before. She was adamant that something grim would happen this time, but she couldn’t stay for much longer in the temple. The temple made her feel eerie at times, and the bathroom had already interfered with her magic.

“What hurt the most was that I had a nightmare or a vision about it before it happened.” The man looked at Luciana before his eyes made their way to me. “What do you mean? I’m finding it difficult to wrap my head around your revelation.” I couldn’t blame him. I hadn’t made much sense of it either as well. Growing up, my nightmares were far and few in between and a small part of me always knew I had possessed an uncanny ability—the gift or curse of premonition. Visions of future events would occasionally haunt me in my dreams and each time it happened, it always left me with a lasting thought of foreboding. It was a burden I had carried throughout my life and o

I said with anger. "You are the person. A tragedy is about to befall you if you refuse to listen to me," she said as she wiped tears from her eyes. "Did you have a premonition about me?" I asked. "I have been having a series of premonitions about you for the past two weeks," she replied. "For goodness sake! How could you be having a series of premonitions about me for the past two weeks and you refused to tell me?" I asked as I glared at her.

Linda’s P.o.v. There’s an unease in the air, thick and suffocating, I can almost see it vibrating, much like the rising heat that’s visible above the asphalted roads on a hot summers-day. Although I have never been able to shift, the wolf gene that’s encoded deep within my blood feels as if it’s bristled, hackles raised and ready to attack. I have tried every single ritual I can think of, from breathing exercises to full on spell work, just to get a premonition on what’s about to happen, but to no avail.

Were they just dreams, or was there something more to it? It felt awfully real. The feeling of a bad premonition in her heart on the other hand kept increasing. It was almost as though there was something that was being planned, way bigger than she had ever known. Babe, there is something I need to tell you. I have been having the same recurrent dream for some time. It’s a dream of a younger me. Tonight, it was different. And with it came an extreme sense of fear. Like something bad is about to happen. I know it sounds weird. I do not even understand this myself.”

Perhaps all this was coming from the fact that I was thinking about all of this too far without thinking about the consequences. “What do you want to say?" He was quick to ask. "Well, I have been having these visions…" I muttered “I don't understand. " He chuckles “You promised. " I snapped playfully. “I am sorry. I just found it amusing." “Well, it is not really a dream. They are more like premonitions." I continued. " How will people here see me if they get to know me?” For what like minutes he was quiet. “Do you get a good answer to what I just asked?” I questioned again

T None of this made any sense and even though I didn’t believe in superstitions, thought it more my mother’s domain than mine, I couldn’t help but feel a shiver running up my spine at the thought of all the blood. After having caught my breath, I brought my hands up in front of my face just to make sure there wasn’t any blood on them and then questioned myself for being ridiculous. I must have gone crazy if I started to believe in premonitions, but I still couldn’t deny that it all had felt so real…