Seizing Dreams Novels & Stories

I said. "Because what Royal Wolves dream during significant pregnancies isn't always just dreaming," she said. "The old texts describe it. Prophetic visions, arriving during the specific vulnerability of deep sleep when the bond is most active." She held my gaze. "If you dream something that feels like the other kind — the vivid locked-in certainty — take it seriously." I filed that. --- The dreams for the first four months were ordinary.

she asked, her tone grave. I nodded slowly, feeling a chill crawl up my spine. “Yes, I have,” I admitted, my voice barely a whisper. The woman’s expression darkened. “Then you need to listen to me carefully,” she said, her voice urgent. “Soon, you’ll start seeing them physically.” My eyes widened in shock. Seeing Selena and Leila in my dreams was terrifying enough, but to see them in the waking world? It was too much to bear. “Why?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “Why is this happening to me?”

It’s not like he has never heard of people, who thought of themselves as humans and later got to know they weren’t, but he was never the one to disclose such things. “I…” she began, twiddling her thumbs nervously. The chair squeaked as she shifted. She peered at him. “I...have these dreams.” Dorian’s brows furrowed. He leaned forward. “Dreams?” he prompted. Summer nodded. “Yes, like...like visions,” she said haltingly. His mind stuttered for a moment. Visions? How did she…? “How do you know?” he asked impassively although his heart had started thudding

Jesus Christ," I whispered. The same dream I'd been having every night for the past three weeks. Well no this one was different. This was the first time I'd dreamed of her catching me and inviting me to join her. I exhaled softly as I felt my heart begin to slow down. The dreams were getting worse. When they'd first started, I was alarmed, but figured it was some kind of weird phase and they would run their course. I couldn't have been more wrong. Not only were they becoming more and more vivid, but they were intruding into my waking thoughts as well. Just like earlier, when she'd said goodnight to me, I could hardly look at her without becoming aroused.

My mind swam with the possibilities, but unless I was willing to sync to the public domain and use a search engine, I wasn't going to come up with any answers so long as the sun was still up. Figuring that I'd already cheated for the week, I opted to do another two lines of boost and hit the sack. The purple went down smooth and the rush was so intense that I white knuckled the blanket on my bed until the waves of electricity stopped rolling under my skin. Plugging back into my modem, I tried to leave any thoughts of the senator and his intruder behind. Paige, initiate dream sync. See you in a minute.

"Stress from the trial. From everything with Viktor and Theron. I will be fine." He did not believe me. I felt his doubt through the mate bond. But he let it go. "Sebastian wants to see you this morning. Something about the Veil and prophecy updates." "More good news, I am sure," I muttered. Sebastian's chambers were deep in the mountain, far from the main pack areas. He said he needed silence to see correctly, but I suspected he just liked his privacy. I found him surrounded by books and scrolls, his violet eyes distant with visions. "You are having dreams," he said without preamble. "How did you—" "I am a seer. I see things." He gestured to a chair. "Sit. We need to talk about what is happ

His mind shut down and he had a sudden complication of breathing as he remembers the last part of his dream that Eris was strangling him to death. “What’s wrong, you most likely seem to have seen a ghost in your dreams” Eris’s question wasn’t as gentle and as playful as how she usually sounds, this tone of voice was the same on what Sein had dreamt of and was trying to move his body to distance himself away from her. “What do you think you’re doing.” said Eris grabbing Sein by his arms pulling him closer to her with that face she had never once showed on Sein. A face that gives off the vibes like you were about to die horribly in the hands of a murderer.

“I dream them. Most of them start with a dream, and I do the rest. I just write the dream out, and if it seems like part of a story, then I build it around the dream and make it longer. Most of my stories are pretty short. This particular story I haven’t written a bit of. I’ve been having these vivid dreams for about eight months now. They started a couple of months before I met you. Then they just started taking over my life. I stopped having them for a little while, but then they returned with a vengeance.” “I’ve had two seizures, and they always hit me when I seize. It’s like I can’t bring myself out of it until the story I need to see is told. The characters in the story are the ones I d

he said gently, “what do you see in these dreams?” I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to recall the terrifying images that haunted my sleep. “It’s… it’s always dark,” I began, my voice a little shaky. “Sometimes, I’m falling. Falling into a deep, dark sea. The water is cold and heavy, and I can’t breathe. I’m drowning.” I shivered, even remembering the feeling. “And other times,” I continued, “I’m locked in a room. A small, dark room. There are no windows, no doors. Just… darkness. I can’t escape.”

PROLOGUE Kehlani flipped he eyes open and jerked her body off the bed with utmost alacrity and urgency. Her heart thumped loudly. Too loud she was scared it would throb out of her chest which may have been why she rubbed in with her palm in a circular motion. Another bad dream. These days she had constant dreams of weird creatures chasing her in a dense forest or when she was fighting off a weird creature at night. It got scarier and scarier by the night and even more vivid too.