Vengeance Awakens In A Dream Novels & Stories

It was exhausting, always being plummeted from one situation into another, and it somehow leading back to them and the harm they had done to me. My stomach growled with hunger just as I had that thought, but I ignored it, pushing forward without stopping to rest. After that dream, I didn't need to sleep at all – the need for vengeance drowned out any other bodily sensations and all the warnings that my body was giving me. Every step I took on the forest floor was calculated, every movement with a purpose behind it. I was not just another passerby in the forest. Just then, I was a predator, tracking my prey with a focus that I couldn't afford to be shaken. If I paused, I knew that I would bre

My eyes snapped open and I couldn’t catch my breath… Again. Ever since Vanessa revealed Ravenhall’s sinister plot to take over the shifter world and the part I played by killing that girl, it has messed with my dreams. I can’t see her face, but I can see her wolf. A beautiful silver wolf, nothing like I’d ever seen. The words she yells over and over, “You killed her!” Auron yelling at me, “You killed her!” They torment me at night, and all day I relive the echoes of the dream.

Valle woke with a start, his heart pounding in his chest, his skin damp with sweat. He sat up quickly, gasping for air, still reeling from the nightmare that had gripped him. It felt so real, so vivid. In the dream, he had seen Alexa—his love—drowning in a swimming pool. Panic had surged through him, and he had sprinted towards her to help, only to be struck by a sudden, sharp pain in his chest. He turned, and there was Leonard, standing there with a twisted smile on his face and a gun pointed at him.

“Vanessa was murdered by her ex fiancee and her ex best friend, she woke up in your body and now she hopes for revenge,being in your body is helping her do it” I sunk back into my seat. “so there's a dead girls soul in my body?” “Well…teachinicallg she's not dead,she's in a coma,hits as you were” he explained. “Is she gone forever?”I asked. “My guess is she will be back” Tears formed in my eyes. “How can I get my body back forever?” “That I don't know, but it's fine” I shook my head standing up. “I need some air,” I said, making my way towards the door.

-AMELIA- I got up sweating profusely. My heart was beating fast and sweat trailed down my forehead. My back was aching from the uncomfortable position in which I was sleeping on the couch. Thinking of everything that happened in the past days made me cry again. As I brushed my teeth I thought about what happened in my dream and who could have done this. But one thing was for sure I want those criminals to be punished either by me or by the police.

I wiped my tears and looked straight into her eyes. "You can take your money to hell for all I care. I will never accept it. I wish both of you rot in your grave. But before I leave, I need you to know that, it won't end here. I will come for you and your son when it is VENGEANCE HOUR, even if it will be a hundred years from now" I said with so much determination and stood up but stopped by the door of the limousine and looked back at her with a straight face.

"L-Let's not do that, Luna…" Johnny froze visibly at my request. "He was completely disfigured from that accident, so I'm scared it'd scar you." As he spoke, he tried handing me the tissues again. If I wasn't mistaken, he definitely drugged those tissues with chemicals that'd make me pass out quickly. The first time this happened, I had passed out immediately after using the tissues he handed me to wipe my tears, only waking up to see cremated ashes.

At least now I know I wasn’t alone, all by myself in a swamp filled with murky water. Now that I thought of it, I knew the cause of my anger, and I knew the purpose of my dream tonight. I was going to take revenge. Killian killed my father, and I wouldn't let it slide. Even though I couldn't possibly do anything to him physically, I might be able to avenge my father in the same way I saw him die, in my dream.

My little doll, tucked away in her room like a precious artifact. Why the hell was I thinking about her now, in the middle of this? I shook my head, forcing the thought aside. This wasn’t the time. I couldn’t afford distractions, not when Vlan’s blood was still drying on the pavement. And that night, I dreamt about losing my loved ones. It wasn't just a dream. It was a warning and I couldn't protect him. I failed. “Find me answers,” I said, my voice low but firm. “I don’t care what it takes. I want faces. And when I have them...” I let the sentence hang, the promise of vengeance clear.

I watched as she transformed into something magnificent, a creature of strength and beauty, and I was drawn to her, wanting to touch, to feel that fire for myself. But the dreams always shifted, turning dark. I would see her face twisted in pain and hear her cries of despair echoing in my ears. I would wake, drenched in sweat, guilt gnawing at my insides. Why had I treated her like this? She didn’t deserve my cruelty. The deeper I sank into those dreams, the more I realized I had to make things right. --- The next morning, I awoke with a newfound determination. I couldn’t keep punishing her for my mistakes. I had to change things. I rose from my bed, the sun’s light filtering in through the