Dream House Novels & Stories

That night, Miranda was still crowing about her rich boyfriend when I returned to the dorm. "He said he'll take me to the Malift Islands for a holiday once the project pays off. We'll even get married once I graduate. The gift he bought has arrived. It's perfume. I really love the scent. "According to him, this is a rather niche and expensive brand in Eulora. Every bottle is worth thousands." She started snapping pictures of her perfume bottle, showing it off online.

Though they were few and that is because she isn't the social type. Then suddenly she saw a strange message pop up. She clicked on it and to her amusement, she was picked out of the thousands of aspiring house helps. She was asked to come to the mansion that morning. Immediately she saw it, she leaped for joy. "Who would have thought Landon Hernandez would offer me this job." She thought with a smile on her face. She dropped her phone on the bed and rushed into the bathroom to have her bath. She stood under the shower, turning it open as she reached for her soap and sponge.

Daniel cannot sleep well on that night and his eyes still wide open. He looked at the ceiling and thought about the woman whom he met at the coffee shop. He did not know what he felt at that time, but she just made him amazed by the beauty of her at the first sign. "Who are you, beautiful lady? Why did I feel that I knew you and have met you before? Did we meet somewhere or—" Daniel suddenly remembered his dream six months ago. A wedding dream in which the events and also the looks of the bride were so real.

“Have you ever opened your door to find a this absolutely gorgeous, hunky, specimen of a man standing on the other side? I’ve dreamt just that, repeatedly, to the point that I’m frustrated with myself for not having a depth of imagination to move beyond this dream guy -pun intended- and into something more substantial. I mean, all he does is stand there with a sexy smirk on his face. Night after night, I see myself in this cozy little log cabin. There’s an enormous fieldstone fireplace dominating the room. The warmth from its roaring fire permeates every crack and crevice of the small, but spacious room. Either there’s no electricity, or it’s gone out for some reason because I’m sittin

he called, then looked at the one sleeping beside him. "Yes." Reyan said. "The Dream World, that is." He said as Skye sobbed when he touched Hail's hand. "The Dream World of those two..." he said and leaned on the red wooden arc. "Hail's Dream World, the other world. And – " he said and looked at Hierro. "The one from the other world, Hierro, his Dream World is this." He explained as his face went serious. Skye didn’t speak as he clutched Hail’s hand tight while he leaned his forehead against Hierro’s forehead.

"Of course, love. What is it?" Jette took a deep breath, the words forming like ripples in a pond, gradually gaining momentum. She recounted the dream—the fantastical landscapes, the surreal creatures that danced on the fringes of imagination, and the ominous shadows that whispered of hidden fears. "It was unlike any dream I've ever had," Jette confessed, her eyes searching Drew's for understanding. "I was in a place where reality seemed to warp, and every step I took felt like a journey through the corridors of a surreal fantasy. But amidst the beauty, there was this darkness, Drew. A threatening nightmare that lurked in the shadows, whispering things I couldn't comprehend."

Though The Matrix Trilogy was probably not the best movies for that. “Abby?” I heard before long, coming from the garage door. “Yes, Josh, I am here in the living room,” I called back. I waited as he walked down the hallway. “Hey, how was your day?” He asked as he kissed my cheek. “It was good, but I have met someone else now. His name is Zelimir, he is from the Mortal World,” I finished explaining my dream to Josh as he sat on the couch next to me. I told him of everything in the dream and everything that I had been thinking of all day, except of course, the fact that Zelimir was so good-looking.

"I didn't expect you to be into supernatural fanfictions." "Well, don't overestimate me. I'm only human." She replied with a shrug. "Dope." "Describe your dream house." The whole night fell quiet with the waves crashing the only sound that could be heard as they listened to Navaeh's dream house with interest. One person was way more interested than the others. Quinnel.

She could see the large pool below from up here, thinking about everything he has shown her in the house, it was then it downed on her that this was her dream house. From the underground garage, from the large living room, dining room, wide kitchen to the 4 rooms surrounding each other with a gaming room at the center which she has always dreamt of designing for her 4 unborn children which she plans on having, to the home cinema in the 2nd floor and then to the masters bedroom made with glass wall, bathroom, mini boutique-like-closet to the jacuzzi in the roof top. All the things David has in this house including the interior designs was what she have always d

The room is filled with a sense of hope and resilience, as they embrace the uncertain future together. In vihaan’s bedroom vihaan was sleeping peacefully. In his dream, Vihaan found himself in a surreal landscape. The sky was a mesmerizing blend of vibrant colors, swirling and shifting like a living canvas. Trees with leaves of silver and gold danced to an unheard melody, and rivers flowed with liquid crystal. It was a world unlike any he had ever seen, both awe-inspiring and unsettling.