Premonition Synonym Novels & Stories

Whoever was looking after this book now must have come from his or her family’s lineage. “I saw this in my premonition, but my mother didn’t believe me. I told her to inform our Alpha about it, but she didn’t listen to me. She said that I was only dreaming, that it was only a dream. It appears that having a premonition is a bad omen, and my mother was afraid that something might happen to me if she told everything to our alpha.” An omega that has premonition? I never heard anyone in the pack have that ability. Why would it be a bad omen at that time when it could help prevent something bad from happening? I started to get confused because I didn’t see anything wrong with seeing things before

Was I just being absent minded, ignorant or simply unaware? "I can't invoke to see the future because It àlways comes without warnings. It shows me what is going to happen any time soon in the future when I didn't call for it. It could come as a dream, a premonition during the daylight or any time when I least expect it. It always just set in without warnings but I am glad I got accustomed to it and now I can control it better without freaking out by the things I see," she explained but I was still curious.

“How can you say so? Have you already seen one?” “You still have a lot to learn, Migi.” He smiled a little widely, ruffling her hair. “They’re everywhere. I’d say you might even have encountered them already; only, you cannot perceive them as one. Camouflage as what you might say. They’re good at that. After all, they are a supernatural existence gifted with different abilities, which you might have—like everyone else around you.”

I nodded without hesitation. "Until now, there has been no specialized knowledge that can explain the meaning of premonitions. So, if I experience that, I probably won't know what to do either, unless there's a clue?" she said flatly. And that flat remark made me turn to him. "Guidance?" He nodded without hesitation. "Like what?" I urged urgently. He sighed. "Perhaps, clues can be sought from what is happening, being experienced, or being felt." I fell silent for an instant.

“Then what did you mean to say there? Unless you are able to see danger approaching yourself how can you warn us about danger? Answer me.” His voice echoed in the room, repeating in her ears. “I…I….I….didn’t mean….”. “Don’t lie in my face Rain! Unless you were able to see anything which is going to happen in future why did you came to warn me? Tell me Rain, can you see future?”. “Do you have the premonition ability?”. His question left her hanging. She couldn’t answer it no matter how she wanted to. The truth can’t be told, unless she gets her vision.

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And yet, I was dying to know more about the symbolization behind the vision, and by proxy my recurring dream, as it might have been my way out of waking up drenched in sweat almost every night. “I don’t think it’s like a symbolization but more so a premonition,” she answered my question. “It feels more like a section of your future memories, memories that you hadn’t yet experienced if it makes sense.” It didn’t. It actually made my concerns worse. I could feel the blood draining from my face as I walked out of the room, only to be welcomed by Bella’s shocked expression: “What in the world happened to you in there?” ~

Like a warning. Or a promise.

Memorizing her words I nodded. “Your powers are limited to your strength and body, so whenever you are weak, your powers will cease and you can’t push yourself because you might kill yourself. It can also develop at any time without any warning like mine. My premonitions are unexpected. They come to me anytime and anyplace, so I had to mask a neutral face while having one. Sometimes I live in the premonitions and get the emotions of the others around me or sense a magical object like how I found the horseshoe” mentioning the horseshoe I couldn’t help but ask: “How did you find it?”

“Doesn’t this seem strange to you?” Still wiping the table, Renee’s mind raced for an explanation. “I’ve heard of this before!” She suddenly looked up, feigning an epiphany. “It’s called a premonition dream. Basically, when you overthink something, your brain pieces together bits of information you already know. That’s all it is.” Her pulse quickened. She couldn’t let Carl dig any deeper. The truth about her rebirth wasn’t something she could ever explain. Chris, seemingly oblivious to the tension, chimed in, “Dreams don’t always mean something. I mean, I’ve had—”