Strange Dreams Stories Novels & Stories

She just wide-eyed stared at me like I had gone crazy. “Emily, have you been reading some of those Literotica smut stories?” She shot back, a smirk playing on her lips, half-amused and half-concerned for my sanity. I wish it were as simple as that. “Literotica— No, no! I haven't. I have just been having these really strange dreams about a particular person.” I confessed, choosing my words carefully, not wanting to give too much details. “Who is the guy? Do I know him?” Stephanie leaned in, her curiosity sparking like a flame.

Caleb and Tucker scowled. Exasperated, Arthur yelled at my back, “Naomi, don’t bother coming back if you walk out the door today!” I nodded and blissfully disappeared into the night. ‘Mom, I’m taking your dream and living my own life now.’ … It was nearly midnight by the time I reached the dorms. I briefly unpacked my things and set a photo of my mother by the bed. The phone in my pocket kept buzzing with notifications. I pulled it out for a look. I had dozens of missed calls from Arthur, Caleb, Tucker, and Rhys.

Forever. On a chilled January afternoon, I’d shared this dream with my friend, Biswa and my elder brother Nisim. Biswa looked baffled. He had laughed at it and said it was all because of reading Alice in Wonderland over and over again? I was baffled too, because Biswa knew so much about fantasies and dreams and visions and he laughed. I was baffled because for me dreams, fantasies and vision were the same thing. Stories.

Even Hana's whole body was drenched in sweat. "I think I'm really become crazy." Hana laughed softly, pulled her hair and shook her head. It seemed like all the troubles lately had improved her brain's ability to make up stories. Thank goodness Zoe wasn't home because she had to visit her aunt's house, who was sick. If not, she don't know what to say to Zoe. Recently, every night Hana had a strange dream. Dream as if she was in a strange place that she did not know. And all her dreams feel very real, even Hana can remember clearly the contents of her dreams even though several days have passed.

I hugged myself, not being able to look him in the eye. "Longer, actually…" I said quietly, but he heard me. He straightened himself before moving a bit closer to me and placing a hand on my leg, "Please, tell me." He said sweetly, I nodded. "Ever since I was a girl, I've had these strange dreams; at the start they were just of me running until I came to a halt with hundreds of eyes staring at me." He sat silently as I spoke, "Then they became different," he gave me a curious look but I continued, “It started showing both the vampires and werewolves and recently, in every dream, I’ve come close to death. And for some reason, for the past two nights, there’s this red moon that keeps popping u

As she spoke, Sophie said again, “Don’t you think that dreams are very strange? I was a young lady in my dreams, but I did not feel that it was out of sorts when I was dreaming.” Helen nodded. “What is so strange about it? You’ll always be very invested in most dreams that seem to be out of sorts when you are dreaming, and you’ll only feel that it is completely absurd after you wake up.” As she spoke, she sighed softly as she continued saying, “Sigh… I do not even know how many absurd and weird dreams I’ve had in my life. I dreamt that a dead person was still alive, and I even dreamt that I changed how I lived…”

This dream happened just before she went downstairs to find Elle with a tray of food for Kyle. Eva slammed her head as she remembered the dream. She had two strange dreams in one day. "I think I'll just stay away from him for a while then maybe all these strange dreams will come to an end...yess...that's what I'll do" Eva concluded in her mind. As she lay on the bed, she couldn't stop thinking about the two dreams she had..."Strange" was the only word she could use to describe those dreams. Eva was finding it hard to sleep so she called her mother. In one ring, her mother picked the call.

the lady asks. I stay silent but Ethan growls which made the hairs on my nape of the neck stand. I reply in a low tone, “I dream about woods. They are on fire and a girl, who is running away from there but someone drags her back. I was 14 when I had such dreams but now I have them every single night.” I wake up all sweaty in the bed, like someone poured a bucket full of water over me.” I cry. “Have you ever encountered a weird stranger ever?” the lady asks seriously.

It was just a dream but my nightmare was so strange. “Baby?” Kayden called my name, so I turned my head to him. I was still beside Kayden and what I did earlier is not real. It was also a dream that I talk to a strange woman. Who is she then? And what was the meaning of my dream? “I had a strange nightmare,” Kayden's brows furrowed from what I had said. “What was with your dream?” He asked and I let out a sigh before replying to him. “A woman appears in my dream and she was telling me something but I can't even understand what is she trying to say to me,” I said and Kayden holds my two hands, so I stared at him deep into his eyes.

I wait for him to speak again, but the amount of frustration emanating off him seems to be preventing him from doing so. But after a while, he turns to me again. He looks distraught. Disturbed. "I... I kept having strange dreams about this place." When I don't say anything, he turns away. "That sounds stupid, I know. But I keep coming back to this place every time I go to sleep. I see all these strange creatures roaming around. It's been driving me insane. It sounds like an excuse but-" "It doesn't," I interject. “I've been having those dreams too."