Novel & Cerita Desired Realities

Whatever happens, we face it together. Relief washed over Levi instantly. He grinned like an overjoyed puppy, curling into my arms before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss against my lips. That night, I had a dream. I saw myself being dragged back to the Grant family estate. Silas had prepared a wedding gown for me, forcing me into a marriage I didn't want. Vivian sat in a chair with an eerie smile. My hands were tied, so my struggles were useless. Despair settled deep in my chest—I could already see the miserable fate awaiting me.

Ismael said looking at him. Tears had formed up Ismael's eyeballs threatening to fall off as he stood before Leo, even though in denial, he had always thought of the possibilities if things had gone his proposed way, the bliss, joy and comfort the would probably be living in, actualizing their potential love tale. “Why betray me when it was perfect ?“ Ismael asked “a lovely wedding with surrogate kids on the way, it would have been a fulfilment of our dreams, but guess you always had other plans for our lives and here it is ”

(FANTASY AND REALITY) ‘THAT’S RIGHT. DO NOT THINK ANYMORE AS YOU DO NOT NEED IT. JUST FOLLOW OUR WORDS AND YOUR WORLD WILL BE AS PERFECT AS YOU WANT IT TO BE.’ With the words that never fails to hunt me and provoking me to take everything in exchange of the whole me. The both of them now is playing with my feelings, as I do not mind such. For all along the voice of her and her push saved me somehow, or did she? Now as the both of them are telling me. Pushing me for one thing to have the thing that I could only have if I will only listen to them. As it is the only path of my reality.

Ethan's eyes filled with tears. I don't know how. Adam smiled. Then learn. A sound came from the distance. A heartbeat. Then another. The five million realities began appearing around Ethan. Each one showed a different Ethan. Some were children. Some were old. Some were married. Some were alone. Some were heroes. Some were villains. Some never existed. They all looked toward him. Adam spoke quietly. They are waiting. For what? For you to stop deciding for them. Ethan understood. He didn't need to choose one reality.

Longing for a certain warmth, wanting to exhilarate me with too much gratification. I was not able to stop my scream when Pierre did as told. I moaned his name all over. Letting him know I am so close. He groaned. His eyes were bloodshot while keeping his pace. Then I felt a familiar feeling of ecstasy. I gasped for air, then hold unto him, keeping him so close, afraid he might stop what he is doing.

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

That girl's face fell, but then she spoke with a fake smile. "Ok. I'm just hoping that we can meet in the near future. " She flutters her eyebrows seductively. I don’t like girls who wish beyond their position. I wish I could slap her, but she has a pretty face. I didn't want to ruin her future chance to seduce another wealthy man. Besides, she is human and I... "Alpha, we have to leave. It’s already late. " "Ya, I know. Get the car ready. "

Their hearts were broken and they were still in shock from everything that had happened. The horrible image of May in the hole totured summer as she sheepishly followed the rest of the campers on their way back to the camp, it was hard to breath, she had no idea why she was even making an attempt to live at that point when she all she wanted to do was die. The wind gushed loudly and suddenly, and it scared them all. They stopped as the movement of a creature passing swiftly could be felt. "Stay calm everyone we are not so far from the camp " John was optimistic but it wasn't enough to keep them still, the quivering sound of one of the campers was a signal that it was only a matter of seconds

"Mark doesn't just want you for your resources, Khanna. He wants to break you because you're the one thing Len cares about. To Mark, people are just tools or targets. And right now, you’re both." I pulled her closer, the scent of her perfume—vanilla and rain—grounding me. "I promise you, I will die before I let them take you back to that place." "I know," she whispered, leaning her head against my shoulder. "But you're not dying today. Today, we're just surviving." Outside the window, a howl pierced the night—a long, mournful sound of the pack patrol. It was a reminder that while we were behind walls, the war was just beginning.

She wanted to know if there was more to us than the bond, whether our feelings were real or they were a consequence of us being mates. The mate bond didn't work that way, I knew that and I wanted her to find that on her own. She was a part of me and I was a part of her. There was no other way about it. We would be best suited and spend the happiest lives if we decided to stay together. I could have given her all the facts and data, but I wanted her to realize on her own that what she felt and what I felt were real.