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His reasoning still was that, if he was dead too, he shouldn't be afraid of other dead people, right? "Oh, I don't think you died. See, if you were dead, this would be the last place you'd come to. This is a dream place. The City is actually called The City of Dreams because of that... and well, some other reasons. But for now, that's the one we care about, right? The kid was puzzled. How in the world would he end up there? Was he sleeping? was he dead, and the guy in front of him was lying to him?

Sonja and the others watched the old book curiously, the cover depicts a compass with a crescent moon covering one side while a greek ship at the bottom carrying the two, the words Liber Somniorum etched in gold seem to be the title of the book. "The Book of Dreams." Samantha whispered. Phil and his friends looked at Samantha. "That's what the title means, The Book of Dreams." Samantha explained shyly. After Samantha's explanation, they returned and curiously read the book again. Phil then flipped the book and stopped at the page which explains how to control your dreams and a set of practices on becoming a Lucid Dreamer. Eric and Sonja were intrigued and wanted to practice as well, while Sa

“Oh god, you have no idea I've touched myself again and again to the thought of having an orgy with so many girls. But I've never had the chance to explore with anyone.” “Well now is your chance, baby. We will take good care of you tonight.” Dream spoke. “Touching myself and imagining an orgy of beautiful women was truly what kept me sane during those years of running in my village. Till I came here a found this crew. They've kept me grounded ever since, letting me explore their bodies as I please. And now we would do the same to you.” “You deserve it baby, you've earned it,” Celestine whispered. The air in the attic felt thicker. Their scents surrounded me. The knowledge that they were alre

No one needed to say it, but Cas did anyway: “From now on, we run this city.” The words rang off the walls, and Carolina felt the truth of them, deep and permanent as bone. When sleep finally took her, it was the sleep of the owner, not the exiled. In her dream, the city lay at her feet, glass spires cleaving the sky, and every street a vein pulsing with the wild, new blood of her kind.

“And the dreams?” Kael went still. Ironhaven hummed around them, the sound of its mechanistic heartbeat—trains, factories, ten thousand human lives oblivious to the monsters in their midst. But under the thumping of the city he heard something else. A rhythm not so much wolf as human. Something that made his teeth ache. “What dreams?” “The ones that have you waking up with her scent in your nose... the ones that make you pace your rooms until sunrise.” “I don’t dream.” “We all dream, boy. Some of us just lie better about it.”

The world seemed to freeze for a moment. Raymond opened his mouth to speak, but he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood instead. "Mom is… dead? "H-How could that be? Stop joking around, Melanie! This isn't funny! How could Mom be dead? "She can't be… She can't be dead…" Raymond wouldn't stop shaking his head. However, his mind went back to the time he first met Bethany. Back then, he couldn't put up with Laura's control anymore and ran away from home. It had been raining heavily in Bell City that day, and he wouldn't stop crying as he kept running down the streets in the rain.

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

If you had asked me what my dream job would be, I wouldn't have told you it was to be the maid of some rich man. No. My dreams had led me down a path of adventure and romance. Freedom to travel and experience the world my mother so feared. I had hoped to escape her fragile portrait of a perfect family and home. And when I went to college I really believed I could one day live out the dreams my late night fantasies conjured up. And don't get me wrong I tried. I went to all my classes, made friends with all the interesting people, I did my assignments, albeit last minute, and even held down a part-time job in the bookshop outside campus. For a while everything looked bright and great. That was

Enough to finish what I had left to do, enough time to meet up with people I wanted and say my goodbyes. When I looked up again, he was gone. The old lady in the next bed said to me in a heavy accent, "That young man ran out of here in a hurry. Said he was going to get something, and he ran like the wind." I gave her a grateful smile, then rummaged through my bag for a book to pass the time. Before long, I drifted off to sleep. When I woke again, the sky outside the window was streaked with the orange of dusk.

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