Dreamcatcher Fly High Novels & Stories

I turned to her, with my face pulled confused to why she was laughing. "What's so funny?" I asked. "We were talking about our dream jobs, how did it lead to this?" I smiled softly. "I don't know." "Well, I wanted to be a pianist." She stated proudly. "Pianist?" "Yes." She asserted. Gabriella looked out the window as her smile disappeared. "Guess it will remain a dream." she sighed. She turned to me and smiled. I smiled back. Every time she looks at me with that smile and those eyes it just... Gives me so many damn butterflies that it hurts.

I remember your eyes, and the earth flies out from under your feet, intoxicated with delight and pride. I carefully keep your bright image in my memory. Every word, what your tender lips say, they all remain with me. Sometimes I catch myself thinking that I cannot hear the words themselves; I merely heed the magic sound of your voice. Your touch is like a magical rite that makes me desire only to love you and you alone forever.

"Dream eaters are fairy beings that have been in the world for millions of years and they are very few and very hard to catch. They mostly eat dreams. Like if you experience nightmares, you can make a deal with them and they can eat your nightmares and in turn, repay you by giving you pleasant dreams to soothe your mind. In turn, one can also give them memories they want to forget. If they eat your memories, depending on the deal you made with them, it would be very hard to get them back. Dream catchers on the other hand catch dreams that have been sent to someone by witches or other bad spirits that want to torment someone.

The celestial melodies whispered songs of encouragement, guiding her on a journey of self-discovery and empowerment. In her dreams, Hazel soared through the skies, the wind carrying her higher and higher, lifting her above the clouds and into the realm of limitless potential. The weight of the day's challenges melted away, replaced by a sense of freedom and boundless joy that filled her spirit with radiance and light. As she navigated this dreamscape of hope and possibility, Hazel felt a profound sense of connection to her innermost desires and aspirations. The stars above sparkled like diamonds, casting a shimmering glow on her path and illuminating the way forward with clarity and purpose.

He starts to climb up but he cannot find any clue leaving him disappointed, but he doesn't give up the climbs and climbs until he reaches the top, when he reaches the top he sees nothing but a plain field with a rock platform and on top of it is a feather which is shining brightly with rainbow color, he walks forward and picks up the feather, he also finds some ashes which are also shining. Lauren 'Who would have thought that on top of this rock is a Ho-Oh feather and some sacred ashes, even if I couldn't see this Legendary Pokemon I at least have its feather' Lauren puts the ashes inside his pouch and is ready to leave when he hears a bird cry as he looks up he sees a pokemon as its wings s

Riley: “Did you know your dad and I spent six months traveling just to pray at every temple we could find? Not for world peace, not for good health—just begging the universe for you to finally settle down!” Freya: “OKAY. Don’t spoil my moment. Stop crying, Mom.” Adrian: “Your mom and I were this close to signing you up for a reality dating show. Thank God it didn’t come to that.” Freya: “…” Halfway through the march, the song shifted to a special one: “Why would I want to fly? Be on the last red-eye Talking to your voice, only hearing noise Oh, it's not enough All of the nights I spent

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!

He waved his hand to introduce her to him, "This is Miss Rachel Choi, the CEO of Dream Shade.... Before he could say anything more, Sung-ho stood up from his chair, never taking his eyes off her. He wanted to see her from more closer, as close as possible, he thought "You are....." Sung-ho softly spoke "Like Myung-dae said, my name is Rachel Choi," Dea swallowed down, staring at him back, truly challenging herself to keep doing that. Her breath suddenly quickened when he stepped more closer to her and locked his blue eyes with her brown eyes.

"What do you think, Mommy?" Marilyn giggled. "Then I'll try too." The four of them dissolved into laughter, a picture of perfect harmony. Lucy switched off her phone. She gathered every gift Steven had ever given her, every letter he had ever written, carried them to the rooftop, and set them all on fire. Ten years' worth of memories. There was so much. It took her an entire night to burn them all. Maybe even the heavens wanted to help. As dawn approached, rain poured over Hartemis City. The ashes were washed away, leaving no trace behind.

The room was deathly silent except for the frantic beat of my heart in my ears. His low voice and the one from my dreams overlapped, weaving into a single key that unlocked my carefully built self-deception with a sharp click. He was Mr. Y—the man who sang off-key love songs to me at midnight, and the very same one who had chastised me relentlessly in the day. I stared at him. His handsome face was so close, and the usual coldness and distance were gone, replaced by a fragile, pleading vulnerability. The light in his eyes flickered like a candle tossed all night by a stormy wind.