Dreamland Audiobook Novels & Stories

Her irritation rose even further when she couldn’t find the brand of ice cream she so desired. Fantasy’s Strawberry Flavored Ice Cream with Sprinkles. God, her mouth watered just thinking about it. Even though she wanted to tell herself, no flatter herself that maybe Chris was here because of her, she knew that wasn’t the case. This was probably what he did anyways…charm, women into giving themselves to him and what not… Naah. She chided herself. It wasn’t fair judging him like that. They had both been drunk, very drunk… and whatever had happened between them had definitely been consented to by their drunk alters.

Seeing the questioning look in his face, Leila understood what he was thinking and holding his hand said, ,”I know what are you thinking and I want you to carefully listen to what I say”, Leila took a deep breath as she said,” I am currently the leader of the organization and we believe that the president is compromised and there may be a possible mole in our organization, of which I can't give further details and I know that you are a good gamer? "How is that related to the security of the country?', Max asked confused, as he felt he was getting into something he shouldn't... Leila looked seriously at Max, Do you know the game "Virtual Dream"? Yes...Max started feeling uncomfortable as his

A medley of wild noises that belong to birds and insects, I guess most of it. I closed my eyes in that dream that felt so real, and I opened them again, this time I spot young maiden drinking from a river, that flew endlessly. I approach her asking where I am; she answered that we are in the real world, yet we aren’t, that this place is isolated from everything that seemed harmful. She was suddenly surprised by how I got here since it is centuries that she saw a human being. She told me that she is a spirit that was living in this forest; this was how it looked back then. After the disease, this place was created specifically for her to keep living like a dreamland that you can only reach wh

I couldn't help but smile especially as her physical body slowly swallowed her soul as a sign of her return. When she realized the realities between dream and reality, her schoolmate was there and shouted at her with the word "You're crazy Wendy." Wendy Dreamland is one of the messy children stories I had read. It tells an unfamiliar story of a young girl who's dreaming for happiness. That lead her to the point that she thought her dream was her reality and her reality is her dream. Way back then, I couldn't understand it. But now, I think I knew. This children's story tells to its readers a story of a person who doesn't have anything she dreams off, though she's happy. But she desires to lo

"That is because there is none and there never was. I can't believe you actually believe what I said about this book lying here for a century without being read by a single person. Take a look at the top of the book. What does it says?" "Christmas songs!" "What is the month now?" "October." "It is good that you actually know we are yet to get to December. Now, drop the book where you saw it." "Alright," Goodness obeyed. It is rational to assume that Goodness just made up this dream because it actually doesn't makes sense to me. What is inside the book? Who is the blonde woman? I don't know why I remembered the dream he told me about today but it was better than remembering about Clag's death

I mutter watching the scenery flash by through the window. Black Jack clips me on the shoulder in silent understanding without another word; by the time we land back home, I'm on edge and in a foul mood at the thought of Liam never returning to Julia and me; of him finding a new man to love for the rest of his life. Sorting through the paperwork and finding the organization that Liam works for and besides Liam there are four other men and three women who are arriving as well: Luke Carmichael, Paul Andrews, William Mitchell, Daryl Green, Natalia West, Mary Gibson and Monna Brewer.

"I know you probably hate and don't want to see me right now and it's quite understandable. I won't complain if you decide to ignore me the rest of your life but would you please not ignore me right now" That voice sounded familiar,it sounded like the one he wanted to hear all this time but he was scared, scared to turn only to found out that it was his imagination, a dream and he didn't want to wake up from it. "I just wanted to figure myself up . I wanted to know what I really wanted but seeing you here, right now and like this I know what I want" "Serena"

“Therefore, before I take care of Lee Sehun's things to be transferred to another place, then I want to meet,'' Lee Umji replied with another special intention. “I see ... alright. Where do you want to meet?'' “How was yesterday's cafe? Close enough right, I guess where we are right now is also not far.'' ''Of course. I'll be ready and thereafter an hour, okay? '' “Okay and Ha Mino ..., '' called Lee Umji, pausing for a moment. ''Yes?'' “Take the Daydream script over there later." Ha Mino smiled spontaneously. “Alright.'' Although Lee Umji only mentioned the Daydream script that he needed to bring, he knew very well what it meant. Hopefully the thinking isn't wrong this time. ***

She mumbled something about the incompetence of men under her breath before she began. “I suppose the best place for me to start explaining is at the beginning. You see, King Hypnos’s parents, Erebus and Nyx – the deities of darkness and night – created a land for their son to dwell in. It was a place where he could interact with mortals’ consciousness without ever having to leave the safety of his home. This land is called the Dreamlands and Hypnos’s palace sits in the centre of it. Within the Dreamlands are the Dreamscapes. There are two of them; one where mortals dream and one where immortals dream. Anyone who lives in the Dreamlands can enter into the Dreamscapes of mortals, thus enterin

“Mommy will wake up as soon as possible. She’s just having a good dream about you.” “Dream?” Aurora tilted her head slightly, her brows knitting together. “Like Lily?” “Lily?” I frowned, brushing her hair back gently. “Who is Lily, baby?” “From a book Mommy used to read to me.” Her voice lowered, as if she was sharing a secret. “Lily fell asleep and went to the land of the fairies. Is Mommy in fairyland?” My chest ached painfully. I swallowed hard before answering. “That’s right. Mommy is in fairyland,” I said quietly. “She’ll come back soon.”