Dream Of The Red Chamber Novels & Stories

“Okay, let's go get some coffee.” After about half an hour, we both had our coffee and she was reading all of my stories so far, including last night's dream and the nightmare the night before. As she read my writing, I sat and thought about the rose garden. The red hair, ample bosom, and old renaissance dress. I knew who it had been. It was Dru, an immortal woman Kethra, half-demon and half-human. She was a woman that I had known for about ten years now. She was different than Laylan. She was as equally dark as Laylan was light. Equally as cold as Laylan was warm. Equally, as callous as Laylan was caring.

He had to get the rest of her, they were seventeen now and he couldn’t wait for them to turn eighteen if he could actually do the things he wanted to her. The things they dreamed about. He had studied things purposely to please his mate, along with his brother of course. Ife sat in history class distracted by her thoughts until the subject spoke of Alpha Princess Fallon from the past. This was the same person the school was named after. The more she learnt of her the weirder her dreams became, almost like she was living out her life. The most cruel one was of the little girl snatching her heart out of her chest. On the last day, everything made sense!

“Which is why I’m your mate. Now let’s see how much fun we can have while we get down to business creating the foundations for history.” “I guess it should be interesting to see how this will turn out. Though, only time will tell on that.” Raven shifted up onto her tiptoes and kissed her mate as her fingers buried in his hair at the back of his head. FIFTEEN YEARS LATER The Dream Realm is a work in progress and will always be. It’s an ever changing and shifting in one place or another. There’s always something hidden or popping up in some long-forgotten corner. Or was that place there yesterday? Yes, life would never be quiet for anyone.

“Don’t you like it?” “I love it! I love it very much! Where is this place? Why don’t I know of such a place in Tiandu City? The air is so clean, the sky is full of stars, and there are so many bird-of-paradise flowers… It’s just like my dreams from before…” In the dream, her favorite flowers were there, as were her beloved man and the many stars above her head. Gu Mocheng lowered his head to kiss Jian Jianan’s shining and beautiful forehead. “So, your dream is real now…”

Then he passes and passes again, making it clear what he would like her to understand. She was so tired, she decided to take it. The dream was divided, she didn't know how many parts, but it was obvious that it wasn't a single one. She didn't care how many times he shared, she just tried to understand, again, what he was talking about. Anyway, what seemed to be the first, showed a young woman, who had not passed her seventeen years, who was sitting in a garden so flowery that it hurt so much brightness and color. She was so beautiful that it wasn't like something that was easily noticed in the garden, it seemed like she was part of it, like her queen, her lady. So she nicknamed her as Dama.

"Sorry, Ming'er but I have to turn you down. I have to turn our feelings down." Then she slowly opens her eyes and finds herself laying down in a bed inside the Empress' Hall. It's just a dream but it still hurts. It all happened in the past but her heart still aches. She whispers to herself, "Aiyah, Empress Xue Chi is a crybaby." She laughs softly as she wipes the tears in her eyes.

I wasn’t sure if it was because of his silly face or it was my body’s post-response to all the tears that I’ve shed. “Have you ever tried wishing for a new life?” His voice became serious and he gave out a warm yet dodgy smile. “You know, Japanese and Korean comics have been too popular as of the moment because of its reincarnation or transmigration stories. Have you ever wished to experience the same thing?” Scenes from the stories that I have read flowed in my mind smoothly, it was as if someone intended that I remember it. In a slow manner, I nodded at him. “Well, I’ll lie if I say I didn’t. But I know it was just a fleeting dream.” I faced the window—silently asking to end our conversati

“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

This was the day when Renataʼs sweet dreams started to become nightmares. To be continued . . .

"So you also gave up on our dream, Han Shuo. I thought at least you will chase your dream, but..." Xingyue's POV Checking myself in the mirror, I smiled. "It's so beautiful." A beautiful white cathedral, train Lace Wedding dress with beading appliques. Turning back, I glanced at the staff lady, who was amazed by my beauty. "You are looking like a princess, mam. Sir will fall harder for you."