American Dreams Wiki Novels & Stories

I suddenly felt like Eddie Murphy in Coming to America. You know the film he acted when he took up the character as a prince? Yup! That one. I expected the familiar tightness to settle itself in my chest, but, nothing. I tried to summon it, but it still didn't come. Euphoria swept through me. I was free -- free to reign as the next king. Finally! I would not let my father down. I would not let his great memory go down the drain. I would definitely not let my mother down either, she who had brought me up with so much love. She showed me how to care for others. She was the reason I was still alive.

Her father, Morris Strickland, couldn't accept what had happened and took his own life by jumping off a building. Her mother, Bethany Adkins, was shoved down the stairs by debt collectors and left in a vegetative state. In a single night, Melanie found herself abandoned by the world, left wandering the streets with only a few of her belongings. On her third night sleeping in the hospital corridor, Raymond had a falling out with his family. After selling everything of value he owned, he appeared before her with 18 thousand dollars. "Melanie, I'm homeless now, just like you. If you feel sorry for me, could you let me stay by your side?"

You could see Miana’s energy goes back to normal as she works professionally. My problems can’t get the best of me. I’m stronger than I was yesterday. I’ll cry but I will never surrender. I’ll go to America and will prove to everyone that I’m skilled and talented. I will reach my dreams all by myself and give my family the life that my father wanted. God is with me; I know I can do everything.

(Attraction/Admission) Ethan Vale didn’t do parties. He did case law, 4.0 GPAs, and the kind of silence that made people nervous. At Crestwood University, he was Ace—untouchable, unreadable, the glacier of the law faculty who could dismantle an argument before breakfast and never let anyone see the cracks. Tonight, the cracks were threatening to show. Mara had blackmailed him with the threat of burning his annotated torts binder. The binder was sacred. Two semesters of color-coded notes lived inside it, along with the fragile remains of Ethan’s sanity.

The hurt in his voice killed me. “Oh, Henry.” My shoulders slumped. “I can’t be with you. You’re a prince. I’m just an American girl. I’m not special.” “You are.” He took a step forward. “You are so special.” “I am only a liability to you,” I replied. I forced my voice to stay steady. “I’m not what you think I am?” “You aren’t perfect? Beautiful? Thoughtful? Kind? Smart?” Henry shook his head. “No.”

Emma adjusted her skirt after stepping out of the public bus. She's not a rich girl, just a poor orphan with no financial background. She sighed a relief staring at the tallest building in the city. The most capable company that pays well but was difficult to enter. It's was her dream to work in a place like that even though she knew it wouldn't be easy but here she was. Like a dream come true. * She was required to start work today according to the email she got the day after her interview.

“My family needed money. I had no choice.” Lisa smiled awkwardly. Perhaps, if things hadn’t gone the way they did, would she have been in this young lady’s shoe too? Trying not to lower herself before the woman, she opened her bag, brought out a cheque book and signed it. Tearing it off, she offered it to the whimpering lady. “Here is a cheque of fifty million dollars. I am sure it will go a long way for your family. I have also prepared a passport and visa for you. My men will take you to the airport. You can go anywhere you want. Just make sure I don’t ever set my eyes on you. Ever. I don’t care what excuse you have to give to your family but I hope this stays off the media. You wouldn’t l

she screamed again and dash towards right but he grab her arm tight still her in place. ......... Finally after lot of struggles he made her sit and tell the tale of truth like it's nothing. Everything is too hard too digest for her as not for once her mouth stay closed. It's open throughout the talk. She can't believe that the books she used to read anything like that can happen with her too. But fantasy Are nothing but a rare reality which happen with one in billions and that's why it's always be unrealistic and abnormal. So you are saying you are the angel and that golden eye man I saw in my dreams is the demon who wants my soul to open dream door cause I'm the only key of it" , I asked g

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

a towel, “Oh, heavens!” Aviana put the towel on her neck like a scarf, and it was not attractive to look at her at all; she was trying to look like one of those elegant women standing beside a billionaire. This was too much for Amandla to keep a hold on with what she had just witnessed. Like Aviana was always reading magazines about Billionaire’s lifestyle, How Woman became stronger without a man, since the day she listened to her problems. But seeing that she was into dreaming about getting a closer relationship or looking at one of the Billionaires was far off. Amandla was already glad that her mother did not ask if Aviana had some brain damage stuff because she would have to answer ‘Yes’