Revealing Dreams Novels & Stories

Raven’s POV I quickly become lost in my head while looking at everything for Liliana; I can’t help imagining what Jonathan did to her and all of the turmoil it has caused her. I try to focus on just helping Liliana and making her feel like she has support, but it feels like a losing battle. “Raven,” Rebecca whispers with her hand gently on my back finding me standing in front of a shelf holding a pillow with my temperature rapidly rising. “Mom,” I whimper while letting go of the pillow realizing my claws are out. I'm drenched in sweat and feeling very sick like molten hot led is sitting in my stomach.

I ignored Randy's provocation and casually mentioned that I had to go back to base the next day, so I would not be home tomorrow night. I saw a glint of delight in Maya's eyes as she glanced at Randy. Early the next morning, as soon as I left the house, I turned on the pinhole camera I had hidden in the bedroom. Sure enough, Randy was in my house and in bed with Maya an hour later. Afterward, Randy smugly groped Maya's chest as he said, "Hey, ask Eric to come with us to my friend's restaurant the day after tomorrow. We can do it in the restroom. Cheating right under his nose is going to be so exciting."

Hands grip my knees and gently part them. Wide. Wider. Until I’m completely exposed, my most private parts on display for four sets of hungry eyes in the darkness of my childhood bedroom. “She’s so wet,” Tyler whispers. “Look – it’s on her thighs. It’s fucking everywhere. She was definitely dreaming about something.” You, I think, fighting to keep my breathing steady. I was dreaming about you. About all of you. About exactly this. “Spread her more,” Jack breathes. “I want to see everything.”

It was like a door had been opened, revealing a part of me that had been hidden away for so long. In the dream, I was running through a dense forest, my white fur blending in with the mist that surrounded me. The trees whispered secrets to me, guiding me deeper into the woods until I came upon a glowing pool of water. As I looked into the water, my reflection stared back at me, but it wasn’t just me, it was something more. A powerful force that I couldn’t quite understand, but that felt familiar, like it had always been a part of me. I woke up with a start, my heart pounding in my chest. The dream was so real, so vivid, that it took me a moment to realize I was back in my bed. Rollins was st

She rambled on, unaware that the doctor was staring at her transfixed. "You saw Jake's nightmare, a shared dream. It's very rare." He mumbled. Destiny stopped and looked at him, puzzled. " Sorry what?" "Since when you have been seeing such dreams?" "It's the first time, I have had weird dreams but I have never seen something like this before." "I'll take your word for it. You are a dream empath Destiny, someone who can see somebody's past and uncover their secrets."Connery explained quietly. Destiny blinked, " I am sorry I don't understand."

I don’t like that she is not telling me everything. "Yes, I saw it," she replied, her voice a soothing murmur tinged with curiosity. "It was unexpected, to say the least." A sense of unease tugged at the edges of my consciousness as I pondered the significance of the dream. "What do you think it means?" I ventured, seeking guidance from my wise and steadfast companion. Eva's response was measured, her words imbued with a sense of contemplation. "Dreams often carry messages from the depths of our subconscious," she explained. "Perhaps it symbolizes a new beginning, or a hidden desire within your heart."

I was terrified that if I looked at it even one more time, I would finish the bag off. I realized I still had my eyes closed, and when I opened them the world looked different. It looked right again. All the colors of my office popped like a surreal movie with shades that couldn't exist in this dimension. Small tracers followed behind the bulbs that light up the small room, but only for the first few seconds of the buzz. It was blissful. I stood up and made myself over to my twin sized bed and plopped down face first. The rush of the boost was going to amplify my dreams tonight, and I couldn't wait.

Was this a dream or reality? “I will stay, sweetheart. The doctor’s here.” Iris released him reluctantly. She could sense the doctor checking her and injecting her with a sedative. The dream ended as she went into a deep slumber. When she opened her eyes, it was evening, and there was no sign of Maddox anywhere. He had gone with the dream. Only the promise he had made in her dream replayed in her mind like a broken record. It wasn’t surprising. Dreams were never meant to materialize- especially the reckless ones. Maddox was a dream, and he could never be hers in this life.

She uncomfortably tosses In the bed as if having a nightmare with a little sweat on her forehead as sharp breath escapes her lips constantly with her eyes close. She flipped her eyes open in horror. She sat on the bed with her eyes roaming the room, she placed her left hand on her chest and sighed a relief when she realized it is just a bad dream. But her heart was not settled. She started wondering if. Maxwell is alright. She laid back on the bed staring at the ceiling as if in deep thought, she blinked a few times. Sleep Is out of her reach.

He looked first at me then to Veda and finally over to Josh, who had already taken a seat in his usual recliner. I looked up at him and choked out without believing it myself. “I don't know. But last night I dreamed that Laylan had met a man named Daemon.” I must have been convincing enough for Mitchell because I could see his eyes calm at my statement. I watched him as he walked around the couch and took a seat in the opposing recliner from Josh. We all talked about my dreams and what they could possibly mean though none of their ideas seemed to be to my liking. But I told them all about my dreams and even my vision that I had had as Josh and I were swimming. I told them all what all I had