Chasing Dreams Book Novels & Stories

I swallowed, unable to tear my eyes away, images of my hands running over that skin, pressing little kisses down to his abdomen. I wrenched my eyes away and forced my feet to move past him. My left arm brushed against the fabric of his shirt as I passed, a shiver running down my spine at the feeling. There'd been numerous times I'd imagined Aiden touching me, holding me tenderly while he kissed me. Sometimes I'd lay in my too big bed at night, turned on and longing for his touch, always ending up falling asleep with nothing but my dreams to comfort me. It was ironic then, that I couldn't remember a thing about the one night I'd supposedly had my wishes come through

“Is that normal?” Jacinda shrugged. “We all dream, and sometimes we shift when we do so. Look at her feet. She’s either having a running or a chasing dream.” A tender smile crossed Jacinda’s face when her daughter let out a little sound that could be interpreted as one of excitement. “Chasing, I think.” Carefully, North handed over the little wolf to her mother. “What’s the difference in the dreams?” “Chasing is a good dream, since you’re hunting down your prey, or you’re simply running for the joy of it,” said Arco, who was Eli’s oldest brother.

Was the reason I came into this world to feel pain and nothing else? I reached out to my pillow and stared at the title of the book. Tell Me Your Dreams… Dreams? I dreamt that I was mated to someone who would save me. There was no point in holding on to Chad. Apparently, he didn’t want me because I was a traitor’s daughter. Oh, and I wished that I wasn’t the traitor’s daughter. Was that too much to ask?

Finally, I feel myself drifting off to sleep, hoping and praying that tomorrow will bring more options for freedom. I dream of bears and wolves, running together, chasing each other, bounding up over hills and valleys in formation. I dream of great battles, wolves and bears on the same side, then fighting one another. I dream of confusion, of tangled stories, of the chipping, grinding, carving of stones.

A pang shoots through my heart as I see my dreams never coming into reality. Benjamin snatched the most precious treasure from me, my dreams along with my dignity as the ultimate price. "Anna, don't loose hopes. It's a tough time for you, I won't deny it but you don't know what the future holds for you. I promise you Anna that very soon your dreams will have their wings. You will fly high in the skies." He kisses my forehead to seal his promises. Many new questions sprout inside me.

Trust yourself. I thanked her and opened the book, curious to see what she had written. The first page had a simple message: "Follow your dreams, my child. They are the voice of your soul." I felt a warm glow in my heart, as if she had spoken those words directly to me. I looked up at her and saw her smiling with pride and joy. She said that she had always believed in me, and that she knew I had a great destiny ahead of me. She said that I should never give up on my dreams, no matter what obstacles I faced. She said that my dreams were the key to my happiness and fulfillment.

“Let’s begin again.” And under the quiet stars, we stood together— Not who we were. But who we’d become. The End. Thank you for reading Chasing His Ex-Wife Back. New story Alert. Synopsis; In a world where possessive and powerful men rule, they can be arrogant, ruthless, and cruel. This world, Emily Greenfield exits in.

"Do you have dreams? Nightmares, maybe?" The world seemed to tilt again. "What are you talking about?" "Dreams about running. About being chased. About someone calling your name." He was watching me intently now, and I could see something desperate in his eyes. "Dreams that feel more like memories." My blood went cold. Those were exactly the dreams that had been haunting me for years. Dreams I'd never told anyone about, not even Erin. Dreams where I ran through dark forests with something chasing me, where voices called my name in languages I didn't understand, where I woke up gasping and covered in sweat.

She'll deal with the arrogant rogue later. ********** Chase grunted. His head was pounding and he felt dizzy. He rolled over the bed, trying to remember his dream. It was a dream and he was grateful for having one. It served as a catalyst to his nightmarish life. He sighed. He didn't really want to remember his sister but her face popped into his mind. His fists balled tightly as he tried to control the mounting emotions inside him. He needed and wanted to talk to Ethan Kingsman. With that thought in mind, his eyes snapped open only to be welcomed by unfamiliar and oddly cold and empty room. It was as if the room was mirroring how he was feeling.

Absolutely nothing. I just kept staring, waiting for this dream to come to an end. Oh me, myself, and I, keep waiting. This should be a dream, or my imagination. -- (How's this chapter? 🙈 Wanna discuss anything about this book, or need to know anything about it? Join my Facebook group, Praise Fam. I'll appreciate it so much. Happy New week! 🧡)