Younger Dreams นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Yes, Dad. With the dreams last night, I am very sure he is a vampire, and I even had a vision but not like any of the visions I have had in the past, which rolled into the dream. If this is a new power, I am not sure I like it.” “Honey, maybe because you are half human some of it is like how our visions happened for us. I remember waking up in cold sweats, erotic dreams, and uncontrollable emotions.” Her mother popped back into the conversation. “Vampires don’t have dreams normally or have the sweating issues like that either. Your poor mother had to deal with those, and I believe this was a side affect of her being human.” “Oh, Honey! Those were so difficult and until I was able to jump yo

I closed my eyes. The memory arrived differently this time. Softer at the edges, less complete, more like a series of images than a full scene the difference between a detailed dream and a flash of one. A younger version of the world. Everything older, rawer, the kingdoms less established and more fluid, the borders between pack territories and vampire territories not yet calcified into the careful political arrangements they’d become over centuries.

They looked young and vibrant, and I could not help but smile at the thought. Their feelings were naive and pure, and I felt nostalgic. With that feeling, I slowly fell asleep. I believed that in my dream, I would be able to feel that feeling of love again. As expected, I had a dream of a confident young man who walked toward me from a meadow. “Rhea, it’s me, seventeen-year-old Brandon.” Young Brandon ran toward me and smiled. “Rhea, are you happy now?” I hugged him lightly and teared up. “Thank you, I’m very happy.”

The man of her dreams was slightly older than she, about 25 years compared to her twenty but she considered that to be not enough to make a difference. Suddenly, it occurred to her that she would very probably never get a better chance to fulfil her wish than that very night. It was still relatively early; his son was sleeping soundly and he was probably horny and a bit frustrated at striking out earlier. She moved closer, smiled up at him and took his arm in her hand. "Noah is sleeping like a little angel. I don't know about those other girls but I'll show you what I want. Are you really interested in finding out?"

I laid back down attempting to get comfy, saying goodnight to the moon I drifted back to sleep. In what felt like just a few minutes later I opened my eyes to part of the sun kissing me good morning and my alarm blaring. Releasing a moanful sigh, I get up clicking the alarm off. It’s five in the morning and I have many chores to complete before the house wakes up. obviously, a voice which is not mine says in the back of my mind. Wondering what or who that voice was at first, I ended up dismissing it thinking it was my inner thoughts. The nightmares get worse with every passing night, the closer it gets to my birthday the harder the dreams come. Some nights I dream of being back in the early

My lips parted and closed, wondering if I was doing the right thing or not I decided to just spit it out "Did you used to have dreams when you were my age? Or do you have dreams now?" Her brows raised and then furrowed "What kind of dreams?" I laughed nervously and shrugged "You know, just dreams that are so vivid that you remember them when you wake up. Dreams that seem to show you glimpses of the future" She eyed me with that strange look that made me uncomfortable again "No sweetie, I don't have dreams like that. I barely remember whatever I do dream about when I wake up and I most certainly do not see glimpses of the future"

I can see the deep love they share and I wouldn't like to be the one that comes in the middle or makes her be at his receiving end. But this time seems better… better in a sense that I rarely ever see these dreams or things like I would say it and it is quite amazing. If I could remember clearly, I had one when I was as young as twelve years old and there hadn't been screams, mysteries, cries of fear, nightmares, sweating like I had run a marathon, or any of that sort. But, one thing though… last Friday, I had the same dream I could remember as my first dream when I started seeing all these things, and this time… it isn't as before.

“I still don’t understand a word you’re saying and how do you expect me to believe you when I don’t understand what you’re saying.” “It’s your choice, if you don’t believe me the elders will be able to separate us and then nobody would be able to save the world.” “….. The world? What does my dying and waking got to do with the world?” “There’s a battle brewing up in the dream world, well more of a coup than a battle.” It says. “And everyone knows that the savior will win, he will then surely direct his anger on this realm. We both need to be strong if we want to have a chance to fight this war or better still don’t let it get here.”

She recalls "Once it's morning, your body becomes old, because we have to live young for one night" Even up to this very day, young adults still find it hard to understand what older people mean by 'tonight we are young, they just want to live their lives to the fullest. "Hey, guys" Ryan shush "She is coming". Ryan forced herself to smile as she waves to Melissa. " Fucking happy girl" She rolled her eyes. If only Melissa knew what was awaiting her, trying to dine with the devil would be the worst idea she had ever had. Ryan wasn't the fair type, she just stares at Melissa with hate, hidden inside her moist eyes. She had the most wonderful relationship with Molly until Dickson came into the p

Saving him from his confusion, I explained things better. “ What century is this? I'm thinking it's a different century, that would explain why it didn't exist or this might be a different world entirely. Or my favorite explanation to this, I'm dreaming.” Yes, I still firmly believe that it's a dream. “ Dreams last longer than a month? That's new” He teased me and I glare at him to shut up. “ So, what century....?” I asked again, remembering that he hadn't answered me. “ I don't know.”