Dream Chica Novels & Stories

"H-How could there be three dice in the dice cup?" I let out an involuntary scoff. As long as the technique and force were right, I could break a die in two with much ease. That was how I ended up with this roll that added up to 13 points. At this moment, my eyes were bright and clear. Even though my cheeks were still flushed, I behaved exactly like a sober man would. "I rolled a total of 13. A bet is a bet. You both have lost." Since the moment I sat down here, I never once considered turning back. I had given Alissa way too many chances. Time and time again, she chose that "best friend" of hers and put me on the back burner.

I think she has a crush on Jason even though he is much too old for her. As I walked off the floor I heard Robert, “Not so fast Ms Tessa, may I?” He held out his hand. “Yes, Robert, I would love to dance with you.” The next hour or so was spent drinking and dancing. I danced to several slow songs with a few of my colleagues and participated in several group dances. I was having a great time. It was nice to get to know the ‘significant others’ of everyone I worked with. There were many who came alone, like me too though. The band made an announcement, dinner was ready to be served. There didn’t seem to be assigned seating. I felt a slight touch to my waist, it was Jason. I hadn’t seen him sin

~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?"

Chaundria smirked at me as her eyes dropped on my body. "I never thought that you could be this hot in a maid's uniform, babe," she commented, licking her lips. My lips parted, blinking multiple times at her words. She chuckled when she saw my reaction. "God. You know that I like you, right?" She took a step forward, making me took a step backward. "Chaundria..." What the hell? Is she really serious? "Yes, baby?" Her eyes became hooded. She was staring at my face like she wanted to... kiss me. Like she wanted to lick every part of my face.

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.”

He growled. “The lady who Chris hallucinates or sees in his dreams is none other than Mishka. She is haunting Chris for the last seven years. Once Chris will involve himself with someone else, these dreams and hallucinations might come to an end.” Luke stated and Leo looked at him with wide eyes. “You won’t do anything like that. Have I made myself clear?” Leo shrieked.

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.

Danica eyes teared up but she wiped it away in order not to ruin her make up. Chantel came out of the dressing room taking everyone's breath away. She was wearing a long black gown which sparkles under the light. Her black make up was light covering her swollen eyes resulted from the cries. She is walking as the sexy villian.. and she look perfect for it. "Wow, I'm jealous" Danica smiled. Danica was wearing white. She is the angel of the show.. "You are always good at any dress you wear Chantel" Rana commented.