Novel & Cerita 119 Nct Dream

Was it a dream? ***

The 19years old strolled to her bathroom and decided to have a shower before starting her day properly, she'd call her Boyfriend and brother too, though she didn't know if her careless dad had done so. ~ Oxford, stroke noon and the 12 O'clock oxford bells chimed loudly waking the napping dogs and sleeping babies, companies going into break and the superstores filled with buyers. Joachim Mateo, clad in a brown raincoat in the Drizzling afternoon walked into a book store which was opposite a south African student club building, He pulled down his hood, stared around the store before catching a sight of The keeper stretched on the floor in a corner of the room, his head below a wooden desk and

He asked in irritation. “Come on son, we would like to know what you dreamt about. It's not a big deal. Perhaps Mr Hensworth will interpret a meaning to it.” “Spill it out Charles, we're all ears,” Mr Hensworth said in amusement. “Okay fine.” He exhaled, “But I only remember seeing a girl, and an old looking man whom he called himself Mr Lovetto.” “Mr Lovetto?” Mr Spielberg asked, his brows creased in curiosity.

he asked looking directly into my eyes. “I guess it’s a mystery we will never be able to solve?” I replied. If I could read his mind, I’m sure he would be like just tell me this your name so I could drop all this problem on your head. Mother given name has never been used by Dreamers, it’s one of the rules that makes us different from other people who can travel through realms. If your real name was to be discovered, you would be locked up in a building and all your colleagues problem would be placed into your hands to solve for them and for centuries those that have fallen prey to divulging their names have always died before solving even one person’s problem. Well only one person has falle

Koa then held the paper towards the screen. The note read, 'Is it Koa's mother? Are you saying you will die?' Koa's eyes frantically searched mine as I felt the stinging of my unshed tears that I was desperately fighting to control. I gave a quick nod and horror crossed all of their expressions. "Koa, may I ask what time it is?" Dom leaned forward, quickly scribbling something down. Koa glanced down at the scribble before giving a curt nod. "It's 10-33. I will see you soon. Remember 831, love." I smiled slightly, giving a comforting nod. Koa's mother closed the laptop, ending the call.

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Whatever happens, we face it together. Relief washed over Levi instantly. He grinned like an overjoyed puppy, curling into my arms before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss against my lips. That night, I had a dream. I saw myself being dragged back to the Grant family estate. Silas had prepared a wedding gown for me, forcing me into a marriage I didn't want. Vivian sat in a chair with an eerie smile. My hands were tied, so my struggles were useless. Despair settled deep in my chest—I could already see the miserable fate awaiting me.

"Ever since we were kids, you've been breathing down my neck, controlling every little thing I do. Who the hell do you think you are? "I let you have your way half the time, but can you just leave me alone already? I'm exhausted. Sometimes, I think the gossip was right. No wonder you were abandoned. Who could put up with a jinx like you?" A wave of intense nausea rolled through my empty stomach, a bitter lump forming in my throat. I couldn't throw up or swallow it. The ten-year-old Diana, the 17-year-old Diana... I had spent years trying to fuse all those cherished versions of her into the woman standing before me.

He dropped Abby and she passed out on the ground. "Stay with her." I said to Tommy who nodded. I turned to Nick who was already back on his feet. He smirked at me. "I've been dreaming of killing you for years." he spat. "Gross. You've been dreaming of me?" I snarled back and he growled as I approached.

Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.