Beyond All Dreams Novels & Stories

V. The sweet achy but sensational feeling felt all too real. This just can't be a dream... It can't be one of her silly dreams, she rolls closer to him and stared up at him saying "Is this one of my silly girl crush dreams, you aren't here aren't you"She whispers trying to hold back the tears slipping from her eyes. "I don't know why we're this close like this but so apart in real life"She whispers saying as she holds back her sobs.

The cold water rushed into my nose and ears, and the freezing sensation enveloped me. As my consciousness started to fade, the distant screams of bystanders seemed to drift away. Through the dark water, it felt as if I had traveled across time and space, arriving in a place completely different from the real world. After three thousand five hundred and forty-five days, I finally saw her again. With red eyes, I watched as Emma gently cared for a little girl, and I called out softly, "Emma, I’ve come to find you." But she did not seem to hear me, taking the little girl’s hand and preparing to leave.

She would make millions. At night the universe bursts with vibrant bright colors. This world had two moons. It is hard to explain. It's all a dream, I think. I get so confused because it all seems so natural. I just showed up one night after one of my angels came and whisked me away. The brain does crazy things when damaged, and you can not distinguish fantasy from reality. I am not dead; however, I am stuck in a dream world. It is like that movie, the lion, the witch, and the wardrobe. When the kids show up in Narnia, everyone knows who they are. They call me AlexiAnna here. It's always nice to get a chance to be a whole new person.

IN some way, Adelina felt out of sorts as all the while, Jonathan McCurby hadn't sent a message across to her or even visited. She had bargained for an extravaganza— huge bouquet of flowers, a live band probably and whatever Jonathan deems fitting of the moment as it was typical of him to lavish her with exorbitant gubbins all the time. Although, she was aware that he was out of the state and had only just returned to Chicago yesterday. So, she comforted herself in this as the last reason she could think of was the thought screaming in her head — Jonathan had moved on.

(LULLABY OF WOES) “DREAM, DREAM SWEET BEAUTIFUL MAIDEN, DREAM OF A WONDERFUL DREAM, BUT IF YOU WAKE UP A PRIEST BESIDE YOU, HEADLESS AND POOR, WILL TAKE WHAT’S LEFT OF YOU.”

With a gentle kiss on the forehead he whispers good morning beautiful! The days passed, Star couldn't help but notice a recurring theme in her dreams. They were filled with vivid images of her powers, the very essence of her being. In her slumber, she found herself transported to a world where her abilities flourished, and she embraced her true potential. In one dream, Star stood on a mountaintop, surrounded by a breathtaking landscape.

That's an understatement. The room filled with laughter, warm and easy, as they shared stories and jokes, enjoying each other's company. Kris suddenly sat up, "Wait, what's the weirdest dream anyone's had recently?" Claudine's eyes sparkled, "Oh, I had this crazy dream about cats taking over the world." Ezrianna chuckled, "That's nothing. I dreamt I was flying, but my wings were made of cotton candy." Denzel shook his head, laughing, "You two are something else." As they continued sharing their bizarre dreams, the evening wore on, filled with warmth, laughter, and the simple joy of being together.

threatened Nadhea moving all her strength to carry Adam Smith slowly comfortably and sinking into the arms of his wife. Zayn and Brittany scream in disbelief as the gravity of the dream is crushed along with Nadhea. "The world of you two is within my grasp. One wrong move and it's your end."Nadhea left with a confident face and came to the exit with permission to send the sentence to Zayn and Brittany in her dreams together. The pulse on Nadhea's forehead wrinkled. Nadhea received a heavy breath from Adam was shedding tears, Nadhea changed her position. Adam's face was better than before.

"I'm free now. You say you've let go, but I know there has always been something weighing on your heart. Once it's said, let it go. Live well. If not, we'll just start over." I looked at him and smiled through tears. I nodded and said, "Don't worry. I'm not afraid of death. I'll live well for both of us. If it comes to it, we'll just start over." Blake Hilton. That was his real name. I had not said it in a long time. I held his hand, watching him silently until everything grew still. Edward had been watching from outside. When he saw me walk out looking calm and composed, he looked uneasy.

“Damien, I’ve dreamt of a future with you too. A future filled with love, trust, and resilience. Our one-year marriage was just a beginning, wasn’t it?” A surge of relief washed over Damien, followed by an overwhelming surge of joy. He nodded, tears glistening in his eyes. “Yes, Brenda. It was just the beginning. I want to build a life with you, face the challenges that come our way, and celebrate the joys together.” That moment, they understood that their dreams weren’t separate entities but intertwining threads, weaving a tapestry of their shared future. As they held each other, Damien and Brenda allowed themselves to dream once more, to envision a life that surpassed their wildest imagina