A Midsummer Night's Dream Novels & Stories

At first, she couldn’t remember exactly what she had been dreaming about, but she knew she had been sprinting in her dream, and her chest heaved as if she had been truly attempting to outrun a predator. She wiped her brow on the sleeve of her flannel pajamas, and after a moment to compose herself, turned to her nightstand and a drink of water. Whatever she had been dreaming, it was terrible, and she was afraid to go back to sleep. She glanced at the clock next to her bed. It was 3:00 AM. She felt chills climbing up her spine as she realized at this time tomorrow, she would be at the Eidolon Festival. Suddenly, she remembered, she had been dreaming about attending the fair. But, if her dream

Perhaps it was Layla’s fate to meet the beast who’d change her life, or s it the beast whose life going to be ruined with her fatal schemes. Midnight Feast 2020 FULLY SERVED! Midnight Feast is set on an imaginary world mainly within a place called the continent of Aghar. It encompasses the danger in the lives of humble citizens of Loire kingdom- especially the young orphan Layla, who fell in the hands of the ruthless nobles whose willing to sacrifice others’ lives in exchange for their own safety. Midnight Feast is a dark fantasy story with werewolves as the main characters. It sends a message to readers in an artistic way, unveiling the part of the darkest secret of the mind, the evil inten

You don't mind, do you? I stared at the cheap trick, finding it ridiculous, and immediately locked my phone screen. Once upon a time, I believed Julius was my entire world. For him, I had given up my dream of becoming a professional dancer. Yet now, with surprising calmness, I opened the Rusco Ballet Academy’s website, completed an application form, and purchased a plane ticket for seven days later to Rusco. Even after midnight, Julius still hadn’t come home. Just when I thought he wasn’t coming back at all, my phone suddenly rang.

A wedding dream in which the events and also the looks of the bride were so real. "I know her now. She was my bride in my dream." Daniel then got up from his bed and he was excited when he finally remembered that woman. He got his journal from his drawer and then tried to discover his note about his wedding dream. He tried to remember what month he wrote it. "I had that dream in the summer, so it should be around June and August," said Daniel while opening his journal. He began to find out the journal's divider in June and read one by one of his notes, but he didn't find any dream about marriage.

“ I am that Mary wanderer of the night” that did not sound right, there was no one called Mary in the Midsummer night's dream, Richard thought. He had left his spectacles in his study, and was finding it hard to concentrate the word on the book. He had started reading immediately Ann had handed him the book a week ago, and he found the book quite enchanting. “May I see the book please?” Lady Watsby asked, collecting the book from Richard.

What’s with this lapse in memory. “You’re late, get up.” She snapped and stormed out of my room. I threw off the covers only to see my bloody big toe. I don’t know much about dreams but I do not think that having dreams where you are half conscious and half asleep is a good sign. This toe is definitely not a good sign that is for sure.

She giggled at the end. “I got into your head so I could fully see your dreams and explain them better to you. You have been having these awful nightmares because you are yet to accept who you are. You have chosen to hurt yourself believing that your father's death was caused by you. That is NOT true. You are blessed with a gift directly given to you by the Moon goddess. It is a gift that will enable you to control the forces of nature, a blessing so volatile that it could be a deadly curse. Take the scepter, it is yours!!”. The last words rang repeatedly in my head, echoing till I blacked out.

"Isn't all this like Cinderella? You are Cinderella, disappearing at midnight and I'm your Prince." Midnight shook his head biting down a chuckle. "Cinderella my ass."

" No, but from what I hear, we're not anchored anymore.” " You mean we're stuck here with a bunch of crazies?” Blair pinched the bridge of her nose, making me laugh at her reaction. I didn't want to be there either, but watching her reaction was priceless. She mumbled something as I entwined our fingers again. " Let's enjoy the evening, Helena," I sneered. " Dimitri, who is Helena? " she stared at me. " You've never read A Midsummer Night Dreams? " she denied with her head "not even for school?

Dante tried to remember how he got out of the well, but his mind provided nothing other than him suffering inside the well, then him on the princess' bed. The sight of the King was more frightening than his experience in the well. Every time Dante encountered the King, his situation grew ten times tougher. Anyone would argue that he came from the man's loins. Dante quickly bowed before the King. Eye contact was heavily prohibited for him. "It has been brought to my notice that you have been practicing dark magic in my kingdom," King Edwardo began. "No, your highness. I ……" "How dare you speak while the king is still speaking?" Xander snapped. Dante muttered a silent prayer, praying to every