Romans & histoires Dream Of The Red Chamber

I don't care who my mate will be; I will always choose you. Alenna Delevigne "No!" I woke up from a horrifying dream with my eyes wide open and already sitting on the bed. Damn! What kind of nightmare was that? I asked myself, thinking about the blurry image of a woman that I felt was me fighting against a strong monster that I had never heard of. I wipe the sweat flowing on my face using the sleeves of my dress, only to realize that I'm wearing an elegant white hanfu dress blotted with a little mauve already.

What was that? Placing her hand on her chest, she tried to calm down. The man in her dreams. King Alexander. Why did she dream about him? And who was the red-haired woman?

Shen Qin called Shen Xinyi softly but altogether she didn't gave Heng Heng even the chance to call Shen Xinyi and hurried inside the room herself, she really wanted to see what else did the seventh prince gave that little slut ! Heng Heng who was pushed to the side looked at Shen Qin , wide eyed, this? how did Madam Chen teach her daughter? With the suede white jade flooring, imperial green jade bead curtains and red corals ,the wealth displayed lent a magnanimous, luxurious atmosphere. Shen Qin stepped into Shen Xinyi's bed chambers and her blood rushed even more furiously, wealth so much wealth !

I curled back under the duvet in the thin nightdress, my heart aching against my ribs. I wasn’t supposed to be here. I was never supposed to stay. I think... I think I just wanted someone to fight for me. Just once. Not because I could offer them something. Not because it was convenient. But because they wanted to. That thought followed me as sleep pulled me down. ~~~~~~ The dream was soft at first. Golden. I was standing in a garden I’d never seen before. There were roses. Red, roses in that garden. It seemed endless, blooming as I walked barefoot through tall grass. The sun was warm. My dress was white and loose, like something from another time.

She roared, clasping her hands over her ears. Her body bucked the firmer the Last Four incanted. She'd been having dreams about him. The man who made her what she was. The one who robbed her of her childhood and sent her into a run. She needed to root out the dream and the location where it kept occurring. For all Denee knew, there was a mishap somewhere. The incantation heightened. The air whispered with dread, making the candles in the tomb flicker, rising into the air as the powers of

It was too much of a luxury that she dared not expect to find someone and be with them forever. After experiencing all this, what was once a girlish romance had been shattered by reality. Hearing this, Zhuo Qianyun said nothing more. After all, love was also a luxury for her. Sometimes, it was easy to persuade people, but it was difficult when it came to yourself! ... Hua Lifang came to Gu Lichen's mansion to find him. When she walked into Gu Lichen's bedroom, she did not see Gu Lichen but a purple dress on his bed. The skirt of the dress was lined with tiny flowers made of crushed diamonds and lace, which looked very beautiful. It gave off a feminine and romantic feeling.

The name was etched into the leather cover. Anindya. The first bride. The one who vanished. I opened the book with trembling hands. > “Today I marry. But no one told me marriage can be worse than death.” Her handwriting was precise but frantic. The ink was smeared in places, like her hands had shaken as she wrote. > “Last night I dreamt of a red mirror, dripping blood. A child whispered from the fireplace. I can’t sleep anymore.” My heartbeat quickened. These weren’t just ramblings. They were signs. Signs that sounded too much like my own dreams. Too much like what I had seen in that cursed mirror.

CHAPTER 11: Ruby has been having a nightmare-of falling in love in her dreams. She hate all this whenever she found herself hugging and kissing with her enemy in the dreams. She only sees all this as a fake life. Some believe dream were just a drama which can't be true. So she believes the same at this moment.

Dante pulled the door of his room, his eyes bulged out, and Barbara too was taken unaware. His room was beautifully arranged romantically. The decorations were for a newly wedded couple, Madam Jia Li, really wants them to feel special, this might be their first night together, but she is sure that Barbara must be too busy attending to her father, that they may not have time to do anything for each other. To add to the beautiful scenery, there were candles, flowers, and bottles of red wine in a basket, turning to the bed, it was full of red rose petals that were spread on it, the scenery is a nice one for the new wedded.

Unless she doesn’t show up. I groaned and rolled over, moving one of the pillows to cover my head. I’m still intoxicated and that’s why I’m thinking these thoughts, I’m sure, that’s a perfectly reasonable explanation for thinking such things about someone who is just another basic whore. I calmed down a little with that thought and eventually drifted asleep. My dreams are always extremely vivid, and most nights, I dream of new fashion designs. I specialize in the red carpet gowns, but every now and then I will dream up something different like a sequin pantsuit or something like that.