Premonition Synonym Novels & Stories

My entire body felt numb, yet my heart was throbbing. “P-Please wake me up from this nightmare...” Hearing their names in the news that they were found dead pierced my heart like a million needles. I bit my lower lip so hard that it bled. “I hope you just murdered me; I hope I didn’t wake up from my dreams.” Is this the premonition I’ve been dreaming of? The ship has sunk, and the life jacket has tears in it. Is there an omen that my family would also perish when I died in my dreams?

She strongly had the moment of dejavu. Or maybe it was her mind playing tricks in her. Ever since that last night with him, she'd started sensing him like some kind of premonition. He’d been appearing in her life in eerie synchronicity across the street from her job, in her dreams as though he'd been waiting for her and as though he knew she'd be there.

Jake said. His brothers hummed in agreement and I was surprised that we were on the same page. But I didn’t think too much about it. “Okay, that’s settled then.” Lukan eventually gave in. Growing up, my flashes of visions were far and few in between and a small part of me always knew that I had possessed an uncanny ability—the gift or curse of premonition. Visions of future events would occasionally haunt me in my dreams or fill my thoughts during the day and each time it happened, it always left me with a lasting thought of foreboding. 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.

"I need intel on the antidote for the Silent Night toxin from Lo Scorpione. In return, you'll get four years of the Costa famiglia's intel access, plus five million dollars." "Deal." After ending the call, I injected the coagulant Ombra had sold me previously. The numbness in my right hand eased slightly. "If I'm not back by 3:00 am," I told Carlo, "initiate Plan B, and you'll take over the famiglia." "Donna—" "That's an order," I said.

“It’s like…I have this nagging voice in my head, telling me that we need to get her out of here.” Shit. Understanding dawned like lighting hitting me. Everything clicking in place like puzzle pieces. “Your talents are emerging along with your wolf.” “My talents?” “Hm. Looks like one of yours might be premonition.” I took her hand in mine. “Concentrate on that feeling. The voice telling you to get Caroline out. What will happen if we don’t do it?” Quinn frowned and went quiet. The place was busy, hummed with the noise of cackling voices and uproarious, the clinking of glasses and smacking of chewing mouths, but she managed to block it all out. I could see the exact moment that it happened.

“Anyway, suddenly my senses were overwhelmed with you. No offense to you Travis, but I’ve avoided most men because I simply wasn’t interested or not interested enough to disrupt the life I’ve built. The catch is that if I don’t mate once we meet, I will eventually lose the ability to have premonitions, to see warnings about the future.” Travis lifted her chin so he could see her eyes before asking, “do you want to keep this ability? Is it accurate?” Susan’s hands begin to fidget in her lap. “I’ve only had the one premonition about you and your pack, but in it, both you and Alpha Trayvon ignored the warning and paid dearly for it. I couldn’t see the outcome, but I saw between 10-15 men with h

“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.

I sigh and continue saying, “now tell me, what power did I unlock? Because I assume that I have no time left and I must return to my mates.” “You assume well.” Artemis says. “The broken seal unlocked the power of premonition. You can see anyone’s future. Keep in mind that premonitions can happen in dreams, through touch, or when visiting new places. You will know you are having a premonition because it will violently take you out of what you are doing, feeling or thinking, and take you to an unknown place.” Hecate tells me. Artemis adds, “You must pay attention to everything around you. Mia must act as a recorder. This is extremely important, Emma. You must integrate yourself with her.”

A premonition. The shaman’s voice—precaution, Aiden, use precaution—echoes in the back of my mind, a ghostly whisper against the hum of the engine. I don't notice the strange, mechanical hum beneath my seat. I don't see the shadow of the trap I've already triggered. There is only a split-second of blinding, white-hot light and a roar that tears the sky open. The shockwave hits before the sound, a massive fist of pressure that crushes the air from my lungs.

It’s like a puzzle piece fitting where it belongs. “Sadie?” I face Raven when she calls my name. There is panic and nervousness shadowing her eyes. “What if it wasn’t a dream you had, but a premonition?” Shit. Damn it, I hadn’t thought of it in that light. I didn’t want to think of it in those terms, but what if Raven is right? What if it’s a premonition? A premonition of what’s to come. A premonition of my death.