Premonition Synonym Novels & Stories

He nods and pours a glass of the spiced wine for himself. “Can- can the future be changed?” I ask. “Yes, that’s the whole reason the Goddess sends premonitions, so we can alter the course of the future. Otherwise, what’s the point of them?” I nod and sip my wine. It’s not bad. Sweet and fragrant, and it reminds me that the premonition I had wasn’t real. It was a dream, like Johnathan said before I lost touch with this world and slipped away into the other one.

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

"It felt like a premonition." With a sigh, Brock propped himself up on his elbow, looming over me like a protective sentinel. "Stephanie, if something is frightening you, we'll face it together—as we always do." His pledge lingered in the air as I nestled back into his chest, letting the steady beat of his heart lull my swirling thoughts. But as dawn's cautious fingers swept across the sky, painting it with the soft blush of morning, I knew sleep would evade me further. The premonition lingered, a ghostly presence in the room, refusing to be ignored.

“Yeah. So, I should probably start by telling you I am Moon Blessed. Well, both my sister and I are Moon Blessed, Joshua.” “Moon Blessed, how?” “We both have premonitions and can feel when trouble is coming our way. Last night, I had one of these premonitions. My sister did too. For whatever reason, it transmits to my mother, so she knows as well.” Dad interrupted. “This has been happening since Sable was pregnant with Jude and Jordyn. They have a connection that is really remarkable.” Uncle Jett then asked, “So the premonition…what was it?”

"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 now?"

We sat together on the edge of my bed, our fingers entwined, talking and laughing as memories of the woods wrapped around us. But then, something shifted. A strange heaviness rolled through the air, making me gulp. My laughter caught in my throat. My skin prickled, and suddenly I couldn't move. My heart began to race as a deep vibration filled my ears. "Wynona..." I whispered, my voice trembling. "What's happening to me?" Her face went pale. "I know this look, child. You're having a premonition," she said quickly, grasping my hands. "Don't fight it, just give in to the power. Let the vision in."

“Almost… like a warning.” He nodded slowly, his gaze thoughtful. “The Thorne lineage… there are instances recorded of prophetic dreams, glimpses of potential futures. It is rare, and the interpretations are often complex, but it is a possibility.” His words amplified my unease. The thought that my nightmare might have been more than just a random fear, that it could have been a genuine premonition, added a heavy weight to my already burdened heart. The need to protect my mates, to prevent the horrors of my dream from becoming reality, became a fierce, unwavering resolve within me.

Was that a premonition? "What's wrong, my sweet little panda?" Furo rolled over onto his stomach and caressed Kole's bare back. "I, I think I just had a dream premonition? Zeus and my mom were surrounded by a huge crowd. He showed her someone he held hostage and she gave herself up. I saw red and white strands before darkness blanketed me and I was nowhere. I'm not sure if it was a stress induced nightmare or a premonition." Furo sat up and put his arm around Kole's waist. "What does your gut tell you?"

Whenever he was about to see something, that always happened to him, that was his own way of getting an unplanned premonition. Then he was at the entrance of the palace, his eyes fixated on a small animal that rushed in when the doors were still open. It crawled around the palace with no certain direction, only going through doors it found open. Seansha came back to himself and tried to make sense of the fact that he just had a premonition because of a mere rat. He waved it off but shortly his heart became heavy and his core fluttered. 'Over a rat?!' He thought to himself, he rose out of his chair, if he felt like this then it's not something to be overlooked.

I ask carefully. “A premonition.” She answers with a serious look taking upon her beautiful features. “A premonition?” I ask incredulously. “About what?” “If what I felt is right…” She lowered her head a little bit. “Is a premonition that complements an old prophecy that might be happening.” “What?” I am trying to process the information she just gave me. “Wait, but could you be telling me this?” “No, but if my suspects are right, you have the right to know, you might be the one who’s gonna save us all. You’re God's chosen.” She looks at me with determination in her eyes. “I am what?”