Revealing Dreams Novels & Stories

Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.

Any information is good information, as long as I leave before I’m the next one to talk. “My name is Revel. I thought I would do you a favour and assure you that as long as you live here, in the oblivious life that you do, these dreams will continue. Going to therapy is futile,” he informs me. “Why? Why am I having these dreams?” I question.

"No, I won't tell you now, let's just watch and see. For now, we will continue to pray, I hope God will demystify everything to us." "Hmmm, here we go again. Is it still about the dream I told you about?" "I can't process everything together for now but I'm trusting God on it for clarification." "To be honest, there is nothing to be worried about. It's just a nightmare and I think it's normal for one to have such kind of dream once In a while." " I don't agree with you, some dreams are meant for revelation." "Yeah, I know but not all dreams are revelation." "Reason why we need to ask for discerning spirit. Ability to understand dream and interpret it."

The key held the power to unlock the hidden truths, to illuminate the path that lay ahead. When I awoke, a renewed sense of purpose filled my being. I rushed to Ethan, clutching the key in my hand, excitement and hope radiating from every pore. Together, we analyzed the dreams once more, using the newfound clarity and the key as our guide. Through our combined efforts and unwavering determination, we began to unravel the web of cryptic messages and warnings. We discovered a convergence of events, a convergence that threatened to disrupt our lives and endanger those we held dear. The dreams had been a desperate plea from my subconscious, urging me to take action and avert the impending danger

If only she knew. I had never said a word of it to anyone, but over the past few nights, I have been getting strange dreams. Lucid dreams that felt so real that I woke up with ice-cold limbs. I didn't remember them once I was up, but the phantom feeling of their occurrence always remained. How could I explain that to anyone? And anyway, they could actually mean nothing. But what if they mean something? I pushed the thought into the deep recesses of my mind.

It's uneasy, disturbed by strange dreams that seem to echo my inner turmoil. Shadows and whispers fill my dreams, a reflection of my concealed thoughts and the secret I'm too afraid to share. It's as if my subconscious is trying to confront me with the very thing I'm trying to suppress while awake. Despite the unease, it's a relief to escape into sleep, even if just for a little while, from the constant weight of my secret.

Confused, she tried to prop herself up on her elbows. "I’m dreaming…" she murmured, more to herself than to him. Vlad tilted his head slightly. "Maybe," he replied as he brought his hands to his belt and loosened it calmly. "But even if you are… nothing will happen that you don’t want." "If this is a dream…" she murmured, her voice faltering, "then why does it feel so real?" Vlad took a step forward. "Because dreams," he said softly, "usually show what you try to hide when you’re awake."

“First, I need you to know, dreams can be very real.” “What do you mean by that?” I ask, stepping closer to her. My attention was captured. “All I mean is… dreams have meaning in them, Dee. You don’t just dream stuff for no reason. A lot of people think dreams are like foreshadowing, visions, if you must. I myself am one of those people. I take every dream I have very seriously, and I suggest you do too. Do you understand what I’m saying?” She stares into my eyes, and tightens her grip on my shoulder as though that’s going to make me understand better.

"Know that the power lies within you, in the depths of your being. Trust your intuition, and let your dreams guide you towards your truth." Awakening from this dream, Zelda felt a newfound sense of empowerment coursing through her veins. The sage's words echoed in her mind, a mantra of self-belief and trust. She realized that the answers she sought were not external, but rather, they resided within the depths of her own consciousness. Embracing this newfound understanding, Zelda embarked on a journey of self-discovery, guided by her dreams and intuition. The sage's message became a guiding light, illuminating her path as she navigated the twists and turns of life's enigmatic tapestry.

My hair is soaked as if I had taken a shower. Rushing into the kitchen, I get me a bottle of water and guzzle it down. My heart's pounding. After I calm myself I feel disgusting. I take a long shower then go out to the balcony. It's one in the morning and peaceful. The waves of the lake settle me. I ask God what on earth was that dream about? I know most dreams are meaningless. They come through anxiety and the busyness of the day, but some dreams stick. Most times you can't even remember your dreams right after you wake up, but I remember this dream in full detail. Each time I think of it I become afraid.