Chasing The Dreams Novels & Stories

He plants a soft kiss on my forehead. “New Yooork. Concrete jungle where dreams are made of. There's nothing you can't dooo. Now you're in New York...” I sing at the top of my lungs. We are inside Devyn’s car and we are on the road towards his parents’ house for breakfast. “You’re crazy.” Devyn shakes his head and grins. “Come on! Sing with me!” He grimaces. “Nope.” “Such a KJ! These streets will make you feel brand new. Big lights will---”

Only I hate the way things are going, and I don't know if I can turn back. I want what they have. Brice and Kat, I want the babies, the husband, the life. Both of them seem so happy, so sure of themselves. It's like they're the women I'm striving to be, and instead of following my heart, I'm forcing myself down a path I'm not sure about. Chasing after a dream job I don't know will satisfy me. Scar gives me more than I ever dreamed about. Being with him makes me happy—and a job is only a job. There are a million more jobs out there.

She heaved a sigh of relief before she proceeded to speak; "I had a dream, it was different from the others, it's not about my parents or my sister, it was about me. I had it several times in one night and it troubled me so much I forgot all I had to do today. I saw myself chasing after a lady in white dress, she didn't turn back even when I pleaded with her to. She runs towards a mountain filled with plants and trees, full of life. When she finally gets to her destination, she turns to me and I see myself, just like a reflection, she is me!" General lynx stroked his chin gently as he tried to understand her dream. He thought about the times his father told him something concerning goddesses

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Hey guys, I want to appreciate everyone who reads this book. It means a lot to me. Sooooo, I know some of you might not be happy with the end, but I want you to know it's just a story. And wait, remain calm! There's going to be book two. This is more like a prequel, an introduction to their love story. Book two is titled: Chasing her. It'll be out soon. Yes. Soon. You don't wanna miss book two, do you? 🤔

My baby girl is coming back alive. “No, Ana. You can’t stop looking for them. It’s the same as chasing your dreams. You can’t stop chasing your dreams until you start living them. You have to keep searching, baby girl.” I place my hands on her soft hip, and she brings her hand around my neck, pulling me closer so I can stay in between her legs. Immediately, a picture comes to my head, that fucking her in this position will be so fucking ecstatic. “I will try not to give up.”

Goodness asked again as if he didn't hear when I said I wasn't watching TV the first time he asked. "No I wasn't watching TV," my reply was swift. "I was in my room like I have been saying, thinking about life, shit and dreams." "Dreams? You have dreams?" "Yes! I do have weird dreams and it is getting weirder everyday," I sighed. "Yesterday, I had an awkward dream where I was dreaming inside another dream. In this my odd dream, I saw myself dreaming about being chased by a violent man who had a dagger in his hand. I ran and ran until I saw men dressed in uniforms like the ones that have sworn to protect the lives of every citizen from Nigeria. The men I saw were not ready to protect me and i

They are busy, I don't want to interrupt them. While walking along the street here in Los Angeles, I saw a fancy car. I can't deny the fact that I once dream of having this kind of car. I daydream of having a rich handsome husband who's going to treat me like a Queen, since all my life I never experienced having my phone. In short, we're only living a simple life. We aren't capable of buying our own space. My parents and I were just staying in a small apartment, sometimes the landlady always yells outside our apartment, reminding us to pay our bills. And this happens.

"That spirit will serve you well, Chloe. Life is a journey of discovery, and your unique path will unfold as you navigate the realms of dreams and reality." As the conversation continued into the night, Chloe found herself opening up to Jonas about her dreams, her fears, and the fragments of memories that lingered from her time in the dream world. In turn, Jonas shared stories of his werewolf pack, the ancient rituals that governed their existence, and the delicate balance they maintained with the forces that sought to tip the scales.

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.