City Of Dreams Books Novels & Stories

Neon City, where people are always busy. Working in the day, having fun at night. Goldstone is where business mixed with pleasure. The tall buildings in the city center were something Charlie has never seen before, not in Bluebridge. Everyone traveled by motor vehicles, wide roads, street lights on every junction and corners. Giant billboards hung up in front and on top of buildings, showing familiar faces she'd seen in movies and televisions. The moment they arrived, they were greeted by the hustles and bustles of the city.

Odessa felt her head throb painfully and held it tight, shivering as Zane patted her back. He took a kneel beside the chair, ready to do whatever she wanted. She was drained, just touching the girl. How was she going to get the Diamond? She asked herself silently, looking over at the girl. Odessa walked tiredly over to the girl and glared at her, wondering what she was to do. Zane watched his mistress in distress as she swanned rather gracelessly to the shelf. She extracted a brown book with hard covers, the book had little ink writings, and contained mainly signs and drawings.

They had made it. After two months on foot, four border crossings, and countless nights under the open sky, they were here. The city they had heard whispered about in their home country on the far southwestern reaches of the continent. The city people called the City of Dreams. New City, Aeternum. Jason’s throat tightened as he looked around the sprawling station. People of all races moved in perfect harmony. Demi-humans, elves, dwarves, beastkin, humans—walking side by side, laughing, working, living. There were no slurs, no hateful signs, no barred gates. Just… life.

With Hernan's life in my hands, I focused on the street and the bodies that tried to slow my progress. Paige, do you remember anything about our last dream sync? There is something wrong with my memory bank. There are several files that are corrupted and many have been accessed by an entity that I do not recognize. She sounded like she was confused. She sounded like she wanted to ask me questions, but she refrained. She knew that I had no time to answer them. I could see the orange glow of the sun, trying to break the horizon that kept the city safe from its painful scorch. My already racing heart skipped a beat as the daylight threatened me with its inevitability.

Chapter One — The Girl Who Burned Bridges The city never slept, not even when the moon was high and full, casting silvery light over the glittering glass towers of Crescent City. Neon signs buzzed. Taxi horns echoed. Humans hurried down sidewalks with coffee in one hand and stress in the other. Somewhere, music thumped from a club basement. And inside a tiny, too-warm coffee shop tucked between a bookstore and a vape lounge, Riley Hart was pretending not to exist.

But no matter how long she browsed through the journal, she couldn't figure out what the payments were for, even though they all had similar reference numbers—the word 'DREAMS' followed by a long string of numbers unique to each person. Marybeth closed the journal, frowning hard as she tried to recall where she had heard about 'Dreams' before today. "Maybe Austin will know," she mumbled as she moved on to the second journal. This one was in Iris' all too familiar writing, and her blood ran cold ten pages in when Iris detailed her one night of passion with an 'A.I.' in Rock Union whilst Austin was at some casino convention in Las Vegas.

A world filled with stories that feel dangerous, emotional, addictive, messy, sexy, heartbreaking and impossible to put down. And honestly? I think this might become my favorite era as a writer yet. So please support Claiming His Bride (Sinful Collection) the same way you’ve supported Wet Dreams even before the copycats. Make sure to add it to your libraries, leave comments, scream at me when I traumatize your favorite characters, and come lose your sanity with me 😭🖤 We’re just getting started and I promise you am giving you all the best version of writing you’ve never seen. I know we started wet dreams a little messy and rough around the edges but this one this one will be the best one ye

Every chapter, every word, was part of my own catharsis, and it is with a full heart that I share this with you today. This will be the last book in the Dreams series. The journey of Shadrach, Wynter, and the others has come to its beautiful conclusion, and I have no intentions of returning to continue their story. As much as I’m sad to close this chapter, I know it’s time for me to move on to new beginnings.

Hello everyone! Thank you all for reading and for your continued support! I have enjoyed reading your comments and reviews. The votes I have received have been a blessing. Thank you so much. After chatting with my fantastic editor Sherry, we have decided to combine all of the three books in the series into one book here on GoodNovel. Book One, When Dreams Become Reality, is now completed. After you have read the author’s note, the next chapter will be the start of Book Two, Tanner’s Unrelenting Soul.