Someone Trying To Kill Me In Dream Novels & Stories

“I... she is the counselor, Gerald. Is it so strange to seek guidance? And how did you know?” “It is strange to seek a way to kill a part of yourself,” he countered, his voice a low, smooth rumble. He stood up, moving around the desk with the slow, predatory grace of a panther. He didn't stop until he was standing directly in front of me, his height towering over me, his scent enveloping me like a heavy cloak.

I chanted, crying. Roy pulled me in his embrace and softly patted my back. " I know you wouldn't Love." He whispered, but it didn't calm me down. "But, I kill you. In my dream, I saw the face of the person who stabbed you. She was wearing a black cape, and when she looked up, I saw her face. It was me." I cried.

every feature I had dreamed of now right before my eyes. I laughed, shaking my head, “The guy from my dreams is my hired murderer.” The seafoam eyes that I dreamed of belonged to the man hired to kill me, “Can life get any more dramatic?” I asked, knowing I won’t receive any answer, as I lifted the covers off my legs.

He finally comes to the point. Taking a deep breath, I began, "For almost a year now, I am getting a nightmare every damn night where I am hiding from a guy who is after me with a gun in his hand which sacred me a lot, I always wake up at midnight, terrified of that thought of someone killing me." Raising his right brow in thought, he asked. " Then, that nightmare is the reason why you couldn't able to sleep, so how's it relates to me?" "Because that guy is none other than you. " I felt like I caught him off guard for a moment as I continue, "and that's not it even in my nightmare you are calling me sweetheart. "

“Are you alright? You’re really pale.” I sat up and moved away from him. “I had a terrible, frightening dream Conor- I dreamed I killed everybody in the camp. I turned you to bones and I killed Alex and started laughing.” I shook my head trying to push the thoughts away. I just want to kill things… I can’t get this dream to stop playing on repeat.

she inquired, approaching me with genuine concern. It was at that moment that I realised it was just a dream, a nightmare I never wished to see or have come to reality. My heart continued to race uncontrollably as I grappled with understanding why such a disturbing scenario had raided my sleep. Was life playing a cruel trick on me? Was I destined to carry out such a horrific act against Alpha Netayam? To kill him? The questions lingered, and the fear from the dream still clung to my thoughts, casting a shadow over my sense of reality.

The scary dream continues to haunt me, I try to go back to sleep. But I couldn't close my eyes anymore, after having had a terrifying dream. I saw myself being killed. I felt something strange happening beside me, I turned to the side and saw Kim. Kim's body floated into the air giving off a light and lay back on the ground, beside me.

“That would have been a lot more dreadful.” That made him laugh louder. “So.” He said, leaning slightly closer, “what was I doing in your dream?” “You were trying to kill me.” The words came out before I could stop them. His smile faltered, and his eyes narrowed. “That’s not a normal dream to have.” He said, his tone more serious now. “Have you faced death before?” I hesitated. “Once.” “And who tried to kill you?” I swallowed hard. My pulse quickened, but I forced myself to remain cam.. “My…” I trailed off, my gaze dropping to the blanket. The truth hovered on the tip of my tongue, but I bit it back.

Still staring at my face in the mirror, I wondered what happened to me last night because I remember my afternoon very clearly but last night seems to have never existed at all. Slightly feeling my sore cheeks, I thought about the dream I had last night or what I think is a dream because right now, I'm not even sure if I actually dreamt it or was it just my mind tricking me. I dreamt that I was attacked at the club's toilet's hallway by a man I can't even remember and Mr. Velvet came to my rescue. The funny thing is that Mr. Velvet actually killed someone in my dream, can you actually believe that? For the fact that I'm even dreaming of him at all is crazy. Yes he's a handsome man... Very ha

- HAZEL - My body jumps up with a scream. I’m panting hard and breathing heavily while having the worst mental breakdown I’ve ever experienced and I’m voicing it out loud with wails. “What? What’s wrong?!” Killian sits up. He’s by my side, putting an arm around me but I can’t hold myself. I burst out crying, unable to mumble the right words. My tears couldn’t let me. It’s one thing to be forced into silence through violence but it’s another thing to dream and see myself dying in the process. What’s more horrifying about the dream is the possibility of something like that happening.