Alone With Her Dreams Novels & Stories

This is one of the rarest view that everyone admires to take a picture of, the moon dissappearing in the horizon while the sun appeared on the opposite side. She was still turning within her bed sheets before her alarm broke the dense silence that overwhelmed the room. She quickly turned to put it off and remained on the bed while staring at the ceiling with the feeling of wanting someone to hold her while in her sleep and wake up to find him staring at her with eyes full of love. Well this was all a dream since she was still single. Although she had everything a woman would want in life, she still yearned for someone to possess and make her feel owned.

She was finally living her dream. THE END

So she knows the truth," Matthew muttered to himself upon hearing her explanation. Mitch and Kelsey patted Matthew's shoulder. "Since you've decided to live a new life, perhaps it's time for both of you to go your separate ways." "Mom, Dad, what are you talking about? You don't really believe that Luna will take Lyanna with her and marry someone else, do you? Her husband has just passed away, and she has a daughter with her. Who else would accept her except for me? "She must have done this to get on my nerves. She's testing me by taking Lyanna away and threatening to remarry."

Daniel cannot sleep well on that night and his eyes still wide open. He looked at the ceiling and thought about the woman whom he met at the coffee shop. He did not know what he felt at that time, but she just made him amazed by the beauty of her at the first sign. "Who are you, beautiful lady? Why did I feel that I knew you and have met you before? Did we meet somewhere or—" Daniel suddenly remembered his dream six months ago. A wedding dream in which the events and also the looks of the bride were so real.

She answered. “How come you don’t have a choice?” I asked her. “Mom got me into a scholarship there since she knew it’s my long-time dream to be in Paris.” She answered. “Where’s the Jaiden spirit?” Connor asked. “Think of it this way.” Connor said. “Remember the times you told us about how you dreamed of waking up there, finding your lover there, etc.” He added. “Take it as an opportunity.” “Connor’s right.” I agreed. “Who knows when you will achieve that dream.” I said. “Always remember that we’re here for you.”

Her and her husband came to sit on the sofa in front of us like the day we arrived here. "Have your wolves explained everything to you?" She asked. Adam and I shared a look. What exactly did she mean by 'everything'? "I don't understand." I replied. She rolled her eyes in annoyance like we were supposed to know what she was talking about. "Packs, shifts, the moon goddess, mates, rougues, marks- the whole story. Have you been informed about all of that?" I nodded. "Salem told me about it last night."

I had cooked countless meals for her, done all her laundry, and waited for her to come home for countless nights. When I thought it all over, I realized those five years felt more like a dream. It was a dream I had willingly lost myself in. I took a deep breath and let out a chuckle. “I can give you what you want, but I have a condition. I want a divorce and a fifty-million-dollar settlement. Once I get the money and the papers are signed, I’ll do the heart transplant. I’ll give you Randall back.”

There I am in the white room again. Why the fuck do I keep dreaming with this? I walk towards the mirror again. My other version is there, but she is not alone. She is on someone’s bed, undressed, asleep. I try to call her, me, and I slap the mirror a few times, as hard as I can, but she does not listen to me. She looks… happy.

"And in the end, Dreams are just involuntary sensations, silly imaginations but can change your life by appearing or by coming true. From the wet dreams to Reality. Like my life was created by dreams." [Jasmine] ....... [Jasmine's POV] The First Time I met him In real life, I was on my knees literally. I was embarrassed while He stood there cold and aloof tapping his shoe against the floor rhythmically. However, I couldn't see his face because he was wearing a mask. But one thing I was sure of that he was Handsome.

As I'm staring at the wall I hear the door open. I can't bring myself to see who walked in. Being alone is my new life now. I don't want my hopes up when someone comes to drag me out of the room, only to be left alone in the end. The door closes with a loud click and feet make their way towards me. I close my eyes in an attempt to stop the temptation of looking to see who's here. Please just leave me alone.