Dream Chica Novels & Stories

I picked it up without looking at the caller ID and it turned out to be Chelsea. “Hey, Chica”, her chirpy voice came over the receiver, “ready to leave this awesome and amazing country back to that New York”, she said “New York” like it was the abode of the devil himself and I laughed. “That is so much hate for a place where you earn your living”, I teased her and she groaned. “Exactly, I do not want to work. I love this lifeeeeeee”, she whined. “I guess meeting the likes of Lara Devenson and other important people in the fashion world is not really a good thing. Who needs to make an impact when they can just be a princess?” I teased her.

It accelerated into a river that was almost completely frozen. After I got up, I spotted Rosalia, who was running toward me from a distance and crying. “That was a wonderful jump. Looks like it’s not your first rodeo.” Noah smiled and draped a thick cashmere coat over my shoulders. “Donna! I missed you so much!" Rosalia threw herself at me and embraced me tightly, “You've lost more weight!” “Grace.” Noah held up a black umbrella to shield us from the snow, “No, not Grace. Grace Whitmore is dead from now on. Have you thought about a new name?”

She'd always been a good sport, laughing along with us. "I may have found the girl of my dreams, so most definitely," Isaac chimes in, firmly declaring his intention to kiss no one but Juliana. She's a foreign exchange student from Brazil who recently joined Duke's cheerleading squad, and they've been talking for a while now. Isaac plans to ask her out when classes start back up again. "And my girl has beautiful brown eyes and a mind full of thoughts, so I'm good too," Alex adds with a confident grin, making me feel proud. I'm also proud of Isaac and Samuel.

“I had to escape from Florence. You know how clingy she is. If I hadn’t thrown a tantrum and run out, you wouldn’t get to see me tonight.” A sharp, stabbing pain tore through my chest so badly that I could barely breathe. I watched my mate-to-be and my dearest sister kiss right in front of me. Dylan ruffled her hair indulgently. “Smart girl.”

“Like... TikTok famous good.” Clarita rolled her eyes. “Don’t encourage her. She already thinks she’s the reincarnation of Shakira.” “Please, I’m more Dua Lipa,” claire said, removing an earbud without missing a beat. Dante strolled in just then, fresh from the gym, towel over his shoulder, shirt clinging to his torso in all the ways that made Jullie’s brain betray her professionalism. He glanced at her. “You’re still here?” “She lives here,” Clarita muttered.

While Damien was in the shower, I found the perfect dress for tonight. It is a mid-thigh length black dress that hugged all my curves. It has spaghetti straps and a low neckline that shows a little cleavage, but not so much that it makes me look like a whore. I'm trying to look good for my mate... not every unmated male in the pack. Yara says, "Girl, that's the way to get his motor running. You look HOT!"

Before leaning down to kiss his full lips repeatedly to remind him that this is not a dream. The young woman used her hands around his neck as an invitation. Rachata, the more exotic, influenced her. Until she had to send a strange moaning, stimulating the cravings of more young men. One palm touches the breast area. The other side touched all over the body of happiness for her until the desire was deep. It may become a fuel that may not stop. Rachata uses both hands to release the costume from her body. He couldn’t stop looking with passion and desire. Ansiya breathed a gasp. She was trying to suppress the embarrassingly emanating sound. But no matter how hard you try to hold back, Rachata

Rico turned to Annie and scoffed then shook his head. "Oh,I see...."Annie hissed. "I thought it's Rico - my crush!"she added and turned back to Larry. Larry paused staring intently at her. "The one you mentioned in your dream?"he asked suddenly remembering the other night. "Oh,I did that?. That must have been so embarrassing but not embarrassing. He's one of my favorite actor in Soap Opera and just so you know, I've had a long crush on him. If I should see him now,I will just get married to him, that's just how much I love him."she expounded.

* As she neared the school hallway, Chris appeared beside her, wearing his usual laid-back smirk. **“Yo, Elie’s! You hear about the new girl?”** he asked casually. She shrugged, pretending not to care. **“What new girl?”** Chris raised a brow. **“Seriously? Everyone’s talking about her. Her name’s Bianca Rivers—her dad co-owns the school. She’s supposed to be crazy rich, beautiful, and...”** He paused dramatically. **“She’s had a thing for Damien forever.”** Elie’s rolled her eyes, brushing past him. **“Why should I care?”**

“Acting like a spoilt brat” “Spoilt brat” Dude is a doctor! Rather than give him this reminder, I just shake my head and allow him to lead me back to our table. As the night wears on, the alcohol soon loosens me up and I am soon dancing uninhibited with Camila and Tayo. Aput makes several trips to our table to check on us, and on one of those times, pulls me up to dance with him. As we dance to Lights, Camera, Action by Mr. Cheeks, I look in Chris’s direction. He is dancing with one of the gorgeous women in his group; a slim, tall one with skin so light, I can’t tell if she’s just fair, mixed race or even Caucasian. She has her hands crossed around his neck and his are around her slender hip