Premonitions Novels & Stories

"Are you going on about your dreams again?" I knew once or twice that Chloe’s dreams were true, but I couldn’t accept that they were all true. Especially given the recent events she claimed to have witnessed. However, I couldn’t stop the curiosity that was beginning to claw at me over her mentioning one about Asher. "They aren’t dreams." Chloe snapped in frustration. "They’re premonitions." "Right, you have premonitions and Theo has visions." How was it possible that our family was filled with so many freaks? Only Thia was the normal one out of us.

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."

I gagged, bile rising in my throat, and clutched my stomach as a wave of nausea rolled through me. “What...was that?” My voice trembled, the words barely escaping my dry, cracked lips. Aryna’s presence stirred in the back of my mind, her tone gentle yet laced with concern. “Was it a nightmare?” I shook my head weakly, the motion making me dizzy. “No,” I croaked, barely able to get the word out. “Not just a nightmare. A premonition.” I sat frozen for several moments, the weight of the fear suffocating. Though the details of the dream had already begun to slip away, the residual terror clung to me, gnawing at the edges of my sanity.

"I worry that, word of our baby-his strength, his power- will spread. When that happens, those who fear him and consider him a threat might come for him. I've dreamt about it a couple of times, and I can't say if it's just my worry talking, or if they are actual premonitions." "Hey… I promised you, remember? " He asked softly ,and looked deeply in my eyes, "Fear, worry, premonition? I won't let anyone hurt you or our baby. I give you my word, Amelia."