Dream Sans New Design Novels & Stories

Modern, furnished and beautiful and looking new everyday although the house was five years old already. Juana's coffee was transparent, lot of water,lot of sugar, no milk. So she could see her face while sipping at it. Her big blue eyes were a bit undefined, her expression showed fear with a mixture of helplessness and unusual calm. Then the dream came again. Avocado. Garden. Branch. Third branch. Corpse dripping with blood. Loose. Screaming. Empty House. Dream. "Oh my goodness" she sighed, dropping her half empty mug. She tried to make meaning out of it, but it was a little creepy..

“You were somewhere else entirely.” I looked down at what I’d drawn without fully realizing it, a dress with sharp, architectural lines, a bodice that curved like it had been carved rather than sewn. Something unfamiliar bloomed in my chest. Pride, maybe. Or the ghost of it, returning slowly, the way feeling comes back to a limb asleep too long. “It’s good,” Damian said, stepping closer, studying the sketch with an attention that felt different from Adrian’s, less possessive, more genuinely curious. “You designed the Phoenix collection, didn’t you. Before Collins.”

"Wendy Sanders, I've already canceled our wedding! How could you seize resources from a cooperating company? Do you have no shame?" Wendy was not wearing her usual professional suit and was instead in a red dress. She remarked casually, "In the business world, everyone relies on their own ability. I beat you fair and square. Don’t blame me for your incompetence! Instead of yelling at me, shouldn't you spend time with that old man? Without the immunity injection, he might not make it to next week…"

I took a deep breath and opened to the first page. "Project Name: Spending the Rest of My Life with Nova" "Project Initiator: Yoel" "Core Objective: Convert status from 'trial boyfriend' to official partner and maintain a steadily increasing happiness index for both parties over the next 50 years." Below that, there was a detailed SWOT analysis, a risk assessment, and a five-year plan. In the Weaknesses section, he had written everything clearly. "No. 1: Overly logical, completely lacking in romance."