Vengeance Awakens In A Dream Novels & Stories

What if the pain never went away? A cold shiver ran through her as she thought about the possibility of waking up again. She didn’t want to. A single tear fell from her eyes, disappearing into her blood-stained hair. Then her eyes were beginning to close. She desperately embraced the darkness, hoping it was the end of her life. But if she ever opened her eyes again, she would make them pay for everything they had done to her, especially Andreas King. It was the last thought in her mind before everything went blank.

Jared transformed into a monster, and there was Tim, whose gentle and smiling hand reached out to me, along with Emilia, who cheerfully greeted me. Many people have manifested in my dreams, but the one I yearned for was nowhere to be seen. A gaping void consumed my heart. I felt compelled to emerge from this place to glimpse the one I desired, but all I could see was fog, rendering me incapable of escaping this maze. I strove with all my might, struggling desperately... Suddenly, in the darkness, a pair of hands firmly grasped mine. His face, obscured within the fog, was indistinct, but the strength in his grip was palpable.

There stands George, I na a well presses suit, walking towards me. I rub my eyes with the back of my hand vigorously, hoping to wake up from the midday nightmare but it's all in vain. “Darlene...” He acknowledges me. “Long time.” His voice which seems to have became deeper over the days make my stomach churn. Hatred swoops over my heart and I feel like crashing him with my bare hands. I stand up to meet him midway, hands clenched on the sides. I'm seething mad right now and I don't realise as I land a sounding thunderous slap on his cheek. That sends him reeling backwards and I take that advantage to kick his groin.

**Chapter 80 – System Rebooting........ Full System Unlock** ** December 14, 2030 – The Edge of Waking** The dreamscape cracks like glass under too much thunder. One second I’m fourteen, dropping in endless on Velocity Park’s bowl, Remy’s hand in mine, the sky splitting violet and gold. The next—white noise. A hum in my veins like the crown is singing itself back together. Then the words appear. Not in my eyes. In my blood.

She was calling out to me, for me, and I wasn't there. As the sleepless night continued, with each of her outbursts—whether done in her sleep or causing her to wake—I saw red, blood red. Deep, dark crimson filled my vision as it flowed over my thoughts. My fists clenched, aching to connect, to seek vengeance, to mutilate Edward Spencer.

He asked and I looked at him with blurry eyes. "Listen here Amphitrite, you are still young to think about revenge and all that. Just go to sleep now, you need proper rest". He said smugly turning to leave. I wiped all my tears with the back of my palm. 'Even if it takes me hundred years to have my revenge I will have it', I thought as I rested my head on the pillow and closed my eyes. ******** "Noooo!". I screamed as I opened my eyes fully. I was sweating profusely and my heart was pounding faster. I saw those five men smirking at me in my dreams with their fully loaded guns pointed towards me.

The man didn’t even notice that anything was wrong even when Yuri was standing right behind him with Odium in one hand. “You’ve been counting your money all this time. Have you ever calculated the number of bad deeds that you’ve done before your death? I’m sure that it’s countless,” said Yuri coldly. “Who’s that?” The man gasped, and turned around only to meet the barrel of Odium pressed against his ribcage – where his heart was. Yuri’s eyes were cold as she replied, one finger against the trigger of her gun. “Phantom XIII,” she said coldly. “I’ve come to deliver a vengeance.”

He pats my head. “You are fine.” I sigh and wipe my tears. “Of course I am fine. What will happen to me?” He asks with a smile. “It was just a dream. Thank God.” I say and he frowns his brow. “What did you see?” he asks. “Nothing,” I say and look away. “Andrea, tell me.” He forces and I look at him again. It felt so real like it was truly happening. “I saw Alpha Rick came to take me away and he killed you,” I say, and tear roll down my eyes.

Third POV Rex woke up from a terrible nightmare, shaking and sweating. The dream was so vivid, so real. It was like he could still feel the cold hand of death on his neck. In the dream, he watched helplessly as Ivory, his mate, was killed by a shadowy figure. As the dream ended, he could hear her screams echoing in his head. He sat up in bed, breathing hard. He was drenched in sweat, and his heart was racing. It took him a few moments to remember that it was just a dream.

I muttered weakly, but my words carried promises. I won't die until I feel their bones crush beneath my vengeance. I won't rest until I hear their screams. Starting with her. ~~~~ I snap up the bed with a gasp, sliding back to the present. Eyes wide, tears blurring my vision, chest heavy, and anger swimming in my veins. It's always like this. The constant reminder in dreams feels too real; I feel it happening. Every pain, every scream, every blade, every emotion and it drives me insane.