Seizing Dreams Novels & Stories

She tried to concentrate, to know her surroundings but her eyes hurt everytime she tried to look closer. She felt her stomach grumble out of hunger. She saw herself muttering something in a language she didn't understand. She heard a male voice reply, a familiar voice. She felt a sudden tremor , she saw herself in a car with a man and the car was running out of control. She found herself holding the steering wheel and turning it around vigorously while the man in the driver seat struggled to release her hand from the wheel. She tried to remove her hand, but she couldn't. It was as if her body was out of her control and she suddenly realised she was dreaming. No, she was having a nightmare.

I had a blissful sleep, my dreams were filled with orgasms, more sex and a sweet cock in my mouth. The strange part was that I wasn't even dreaming about Nathan, who I had just slept with. I wish he could be here with me at this moment. “Sebastian, please fuck me, Please take me now” I begged in my dream. I felt his fingers stroking my inner thigh, wishing it was real. Why does this seem real?

"It… it feels like it’s alive. Like it’s trying to tell me something." Minseok’s expression tightened. "And you didn’t think to mention this sooner?" "I didn’t want to worry you," I admitted. His eyes softened, but his voice was firm. "I can’t help you if you don’t tell me everything." --- That night, the dreams started. They weren’t normal dreams—not like the usual flashes of memory or imagination. These were vivid, almost too real. I found myself standing in a vast, dark space, the ground beneath me rippling like water. The mark on my wrist glowed brightly, illuminating the shadows around me.

Jess sat up right and once more it was pitch black, that’s when jess understood what this was. “My nightmares.” Jess whispered, her voiced echoed in the darkness, but it was as if Jess had just said the key for everything to explode. Every single one of her bad memories, jumped out of the dark, young Jess sitting with her dead mother, trying to clean her wound, hoping she will wake up if Jess just keeps pressure on it. Her Father chasing her, beating her, screaming at her. Her beast tormenting her once again. All the Jess’s, the young ones or the older ones, each one of them that cried out in pain as they were being cut, burned or beaten, each Jess that was ever told how she should just die,

Suddenly, She jolted awake with a gasp, sitting up in her bed with wide eyes and a racing pulse. The dream felt so real, every sensation felt so vivid and heightened.. She could actually feel herself losing control, succumbing to the temptation of the kings wild power, both in and out of her dream. But just as quickly as the dream had consumed her, Horror also washed over her as reality sank in. "No, no, no!" she whispered in disbelief. "What the actual hell?! I can't be having these kind of dreams about him. This is madness!" Sera's mind raced, her thoughts clashing with one another. She couldn't understand why her body and subconscious tried to betray her mind like this.

My heart swells with warmth, and I close my eyes, letting myself sink into the sensation. But just as quickly as the dream fills me with comfort, something shifts. The light dims, and the figure fades into the shadows. I reach out, desperate to hold on, but it's gone. Suddenly, I'm falling. I wake up with a sharp gasp, my body drenched in sweat. My hands clutch at the thin sheets, my chest heaving. I blink rapidly, trying to steady my breath. The dream felt so real, too real. Was that him? Was that... Sebastian?

Jessica woke up with a start, drenched in sweat. She had been having the same dream for weeks now, a vivid and intense dream that left her feeling both aroused and unnerved. In the dream, Lucas was holding her down, his teeth bared and his eyes glowing with a fierce intensity. He would growl and snarl as he took her, and she would submit to him completely, lost in a sea of feral urges. She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. She knew that these dreams were dangerous, that they spoke to a part of her that she wasn't ready to confront. But try as she might, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was changing inside of her.

Her words faltered, but she forced herself to finish what she had started, "And I see cracks. I hear whispers of change. Everyone around me, about Ezekiel feels wrong. I feel like... Something terrible has happened and the person in my dreams is supposed to be right here, in my life!" The Seeress tilted her head a bit, and her eyes shifted and lay upon Rhiannon, "Dreams are rivers, Rhiannon. They carry truth, but also shadows. What you see may be a memory... or warning," "That's not enough!" Rhiannon snapped, her voice breaking from emotions. She was so desperate to know the truth at this point, she couldn't keep pretending in the Pack she loved that everything was alright when no one rememb

I routinely slapped a pain-relief patch onto my wrist before packing my things to head back to the dorms. The conductor approached me. “Naomi, we have a change of plans. Someone is taking your place. “I’m afraid you won’t be joining us for the performance next week.” … My mind went blank. From the age of seven to twenty-one, I went through fourteen years of tough seasons, just to gain this opportunity. I was just one step away from realizing my dream and fulfilling my mother’s dying wish. Yet now… Gritting my teeth, I asked heart-wrenchingly, “Sir, may I know who has been given my role?”

Her Granny found it interesting, she called it a blessing because it had helped the family in so many ways. Juana herself didn't think it was a blessing, she found it really strange and scary. She'd rather not know the future than know and not be able to stop it from happening, the bad parts that is. She remembered having a dream when she was seven. It was a very strange one. She saw nothing, literally nothing. She was walking on nothing and staring at a ball of nothing. There was no air, no trees, no buildings. Everything was blank. She herself felt invisible. She screamed right out of sleep that morning. And it was the morning of her seventh birthday. When Baron and Dawn asked her about it