Seizing Dreams Novels & Stories

Selena woke up with her breath catching and cold sweat pouring down her body. Her heart was racing, still haunted by the horrific details of the nightmare she had just experienced. The dream felt so real, like a dark memory from the past that should have been forgotten. She dreamt of being chased by giant wolves in the cold mountains. As she tried to escape, the silhouette of the dream turned even scarier. Selena felt trapped in a dark forest, increasingly disoriented, and her stomach hurt. She felt the pain, but then she saw that her hand was covered in blood. Her stomach was injured, and she panicked. The pain spread throughout his body.

Matt awoke with a jolt from the bed. His body was bathed in sweat and he felt uneasy. He darted his eyes around the dark room temperature to be sure that he was safe. He managed to push himself up, feeling unsettled. He was not usually this jumpy during the night, but something about the dream had unsettled him immensely. He was afraid to close his eyes again for the fear of the dream he had. He would remain like that till dawn and at dawn, he would set out in search of the seer who could interpret dreams.

"What's the matter, my love? Did I do anything to hurt you? Is Eseosa fine?" She just clung to me with a fervour that took my breath away. So I held her for a few seconds until she disentangled herself and turned round to face me. "I'm scared, scared that I'll wake up and all this would be just a dream. You, our baby, your love, your care. Never leave me, okay. Promise you'll never leave me, no matter what happens, promise me." Her eyes were two fevered orbs as they stayed on me.

~ The cloud rumbled, Heavy patter of rain drops on the roof awoke the sleeping Mareili. She rubbed her eyes and it took her a long moment to process that it was already morning.. Hm, she loved this. She loved it when she wakes to see a rainy weather. It makes her believe nature was trying to tell her to make peace with her soul and not trouble it with sadness. She propped herself up with a soft pillow, this time Leon wasn't by her side to surprise or rather shock her and she began to ponder if he had left already. She thought of calling him but immediately canceled the thought. She she slipped out of the bed and stood before her floor length framed mirror where she saw a horror of herself.

“Just then, I saw a ferocious wolf running towards me, I held out my palms, baring those incisions at it, and then it suddenly whimpered, trying to come to a halt but fell over the cliff. I instinctively lunged forward, grabbing Its hands, and slowly pulled him up.” “Do you know what it means? You know a lot about dreams, visions, and prophecies,” I pressed. I could feel my stomach sink. Selen slumped back into her seat, before letting out a deep sigh. “Dreams or visions are not always what they seem to be. In most cases, they can be possibly a warning or a bit of an inevitable event. In your case,” She paused. “It’s a bit difficult to tell.”

Dawn's heart pounded as she jolted awake from a vivid and unsettling dream. It felt so real, as if she had been transported to a different world. Sweat dripped down her forehead, and her hands trembled with a mix of fear and urgency. She knew she had to act upon the vision that had just consumed her sleep. In the dream, Dawn saw a war-ravaged land, engulfed in chaos and destruction. She saw Zelda, her closest friend, holding her precious baby tightly in her arms. But something wasn't right. Dawn sensed danger lurking nearby, threatening the safety of Zelda and her child.

And I remember my dreams in crystal clear intensity. In the dream I am sitting in a field of green wheat, the stalks bend lazily in the wind and I marvel at the grains. Each one is distinct and though different from the others, still perfectly formed. I run my hand along the edge to feel the combination of rough and smooth and then hold my face upward to feel the warm light of the mid summer day. The air smells just right and the birds fly in an almost cloudless sky. I start walking, the filed goes on forever and after a while my feet become roots, digging into the soil. My hands become green, soon I am also wheat, and I wave happily in the wind.

I coyly smiled at him as I asked, “What are you talking about? How do you know what I'm dreaming?” “I know because every time you have that dream you talk in your sleep. You talk about Laylan, Artimous, Grealan and Ivy. Then you're hard to wake up after that. I was just curious as to what your dream was about,” he finished and his lips curled at the edges into a smile.

Once we were at a safe distance from Irene and other wandering ears, Selene turned to me. “Last night, I had a dream… and you were in it,” she started to say, making my heart stutter in my chest. “I knew I had to come see you right away. I’ve learned from my past that I cannot ignore dreams. I come from a line of Seers, and in my family, dreams usually mean truth.” I swallowed the lump in my throat. “You dreamt of me?” She nodded.

My breath hitched as pain shot through my skull, white-hot and unbearable. It was as if the dream realm had come alive, fighting back against the intrusion of something unnatural. I clenched my jaw, pushing past the pain. The connection between us was there—I could feel it. A fragile thread linking us together, flickering like a candle in the wind. I reached for it with my mind, trying to strengthen it. The dreamscape quaked violently, sending fractures across the sky like shattered glass. A deafening hum filled the air, growing louder as I fought to hold on.