Novel & Cerita Dream Sad

Damon's pov Sunday 4th July 2021 ***************************** I don't enjoy going to see Orion but it's a necessary evil. If I stop going Marcus will kick me out of the club and then I'll have nothing that I enjoy. I enjoy hurting people. That's really the only thing that makes me happy. I'm diagnosed with a severe form of Antisocial Personality Disorder. Which means I'm a psychopath. I lack empathy and remorse which means I have no issue in manipulating people for my own gain. All Orion's words of course, I don't see how that's a bad thing, I think more people in the world should be selfish to get on top.

Onle one image flash in front of her eyes. Blood . Blood all over on the floor with two dead bodies. And that man standing there smirking devilishly at her. His golden eyes blazing with hunger for her blood. He takes a step towards and a small whimper escape from her lips feeling helpless as she can't able to move her body. Damian on the other hand burning in anger . He have to kill her , this same thought roam in his mind. He close his eyes fist clenched tight. A low growl erupt from his chest as the elevator started shaking . He open his eyes which turns complete black with a slight hint of redness in corner. His jaw was clench as he seems a complete beast.

He pulled on his hair,he couldn't take it, even though he wanted to his heart couldn't. "Am sorry" Serena was on the floor shading tears and apologizing but James couldn't hear her as had lost his mind knowing that the more he stayed beside her the more likely he would do something he would regret so he left to go drink himself to stupor since it was the best option that way he won't remember whatever happened her and he might probably forget about Serena.

Once again Andien felt broken and humiliated and she didn't even have the self-respect to stand up to the world. Andien's eyes flashed as she stared at the waves rolling beneath her. As if to warn Kenan who kept walking, Andien screamed and then threw herself into the water and she had no intention of swimming. All Andien wanted was to be lost forever. Kenan continued to laugh without any intention of seeing Andien's condition so he didn't know that Andien had disappeared in the water. The morning sunlight touched Kenan's face through the window he had left open. "Andien!"

Dante screams I let out a groan when something hits my back. I cough that’s when I realize, I’m inhaling smoke. Fuck that is not good. I am sorry Sadie. I’m pretty sure I’m about to die and all I can think about is her. If I’ll ever see her again, if I’ll ever hear her voice again, if I’ll ever see her smile at me again. I’ll never know if she loved me, if she would have given in and been mine.

The next morning, she heard from Lucas’s assistant that Vanessa had suffered a miscarriage. … Vanessa sat weakly atop the horse, her voice hoarse as she pleaded for mercy. From the raised platform, Lucas idly toyed with a lighter, his expression unreadable. Only after a long pause did he finally light his cigarette as he decided to let her go. Desperate, Vanessa reached for him, unwilling to accept her fate. But all she received in return was a cold, mocking sneer.

Sicily Sicily jerked up in bed from a nightmare, her skin covered in chill bumps and a light sheen of sweat. She took a shaky breath and pressed her fingers to her eyes, forcing the tears back. How many times would she have to dream of her mother's death only to wake up alone to face the sadness of that one loss all over again? Drake had finished his sandwich and left after another long hug the night before. He wasn't at all the man she thought him to be, which was good and bad. Thinking of him as a total jerk helped keep her emotions in check, seeing that her hormones were running amuck.

She whispered. Her mother just seemed to follow a pattern, and that is when she figured it out what she really was. Her mother was a death echo and nothing more. She had only ever seen one death echo before, and now her mother would be the second one. Sage felt like walking up the street seeing more of her dream. She wanted to try and remember what day it was. Following the sidewalk, Sage was happy in her dream, and she knew that it was going to be hard to leave. There was no death and only light and happiness that was good enough for her.

Something waiting to break free. Because of that, Hazel could barely eat or sleep. Almost every night, she had nightmares. In her dreams, Zeke turned into a ruthless monster—someone who killed without hesitation, who saw human life as worthless. In one dream, he wrapped his hands around her throat, his pupils pitch black, his face twisted with cruelty as he slowly strangled her. Hazel jolted awake with a gasp. Her entire body was soaked in sweat. That suffocating sensation lingered—so real it felt like it hadn't ended.

Liz exclaimed, pushing past Kris. Liz moved towards the door but Kris grabbed her arm. Liz spun on Kris. "Let me go!" "No!" Kris replied, "If I'm not real, then how am I able to stop you? This is my dream. I'll do whatever I want in it." "Are you insane?" Liz was confused. This was definitely not Kris' dream. Was it?