Dream Chica Novels & Stories

She attacked my lips and in a swift move, she was straddling me, her hands in my hair. Camila, Camila, Camila. Camila Brinx- Camorra. Deep, open mouthed kisses, mixed with the cool air of the night, a dream. Our lips felt perfect against each other, she felt perfect in my arms. The sound of the ocean now rushing, or maybe that was my blood rushing through my veins, kick starting my adrenaline. Whenever I'm with Camila, it's like a fever dream.

~Candice’s POV~ My brain is fried, and I have no idea what to do next. I’m out of options at this point in time. Dante shattered my life, which is how I ended up here. I am a girlfriend who is nothing less than a housemaid. Dante made it clear that he didn’t want me, but I forced myself into this house on the pretense that I had no place to go and I owed some people money, so I couldn’t rent a place. He doesn’t even show the slightest bit of interest in me. Lola has been gone for over 2 years now, but Dante won’t give me a chance; instead, he fucks hookers while I am here, staying with him and waiting for him every month. I made dinner, arranged the table, and awaited his return. Well, he mi

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

I deliberately tapped on a video. The moment I pressed play, obscene audio filled the space between us. Jenna's face turned pale. Henry's low, hoarse voice echoed clearly. "Jenna, right now, who do you like more? Me, or Chris?" Back then, she hadn't hesitated for even a second. "You. How could he compare? You're so much more interesting!" "Then let's play a game. He's a fashion designer, right? How about we let him design our wedding outfits?"

The weather is sunny but the wind is blowing steadily so it’s fresh to the feeling. “Are you done babysitting your boyfriend? Because you have a little problem.” Damien appeared beside Chris. He immediately took his phone and acted like he’s talking to someone over the phone. “Hello? What is the problem?” He urgently asked. “Someone from Fantasia is trying to know my identity.” Chris almost dropped his sandwich because of what Damien has said. “What? How did they know about you?” he’s already panicking. “Stop panicking would you? It’s not a big deal.” the demon sounded bored.

But in reality, I am holding everything back as the strong smell that is realistically so hard to hold back becomes stronger as I approached her. She cleared her throat and looked at her hand that is now healed in a fast pace. This… "I am Khrystyanna Cherrie Solano… Damian's wife. I am delighted to—" 'It's now or never!!' I pulled the woman named Khrystyanna and then immediately bit her neck. She groaned painfully and also saw how Damian is about to stop me. But I sucked and drank her sweet blood in fast pace. I can feel her body trembled and froze as Damian roared.

I wonder how she got it. “Well I hated your guts too.” I tell her and she smiles. “The name is Daphne.” Even her name sounds pretty. “Hello Daphne, I’m Winter. Nice to meet you.” “I’m not doing that.” She says bluntly and I snort. The girls behind Daphne watch the two of us in total disdain. “We didn’t come here go he friends with this wench.” One of them says and Daphne glares at her. “I had a change of heart.”

Her greyish-blue eyes were wide open and glowed in the candlelight as she stared up at something anyone of us could barely see. Fear also ran through me because immediately one of her servants led us to her. Her gaze followed me around for some time before it finally turned away and focused on her hands. The servant held them out and I saw that they were still glowing a faint blue, just like…but they looked more solid than it with a ghostly glow. "King Luka, I knew this day would. I knew the prophecies would come to past, so will the one with your mate. Welcome to Lancha” She had a smirk on her face, one of pride.

I was about to snap but based on what I could see through the dim light, he seemed handsome. My friends were also dancing with a few guys so I continued dancing until I turned around facing him. He looked into my eyes removing a strand of my hair that was in my face. I was wearing a 16 inches black pixie curls wig installed by Chidera. I knew I looked good. "What's your name?" His deep voice rang through my ear making me shiver. "Christiana, you? "I answered loudly as they started playing Mafa Mafa by DMW, the whole club went crazy.

Her mother had insisted they go out together but she had feigned stomach cramps to avoid going with her when her mother left home after delaying for about 20 minutes, Elena snuck out and drove as fast as she could praying that Anthony hadn't given up on her, thankfully there was no traffic on the road. Now she sat facing him, she remembered her dream and blushed. Anthony, on the other hand, tried to make simple conversation, he already figured out that she was the shy type so he tried his best to make light conversation with her. When she relaxed more, he complimented her look which earned him a smile. "Fried rice and chicken," Elena said to the waitress when she came to their table "Same wi