Dreams Of Freedom Book Novels & Stories

There was something about this girl that broke down my filters and I shook my head, I needed to stick to the plan, if nothing else at least I was coming across as scared. Silence fell in the room, and I watched the girl for a while before sitting back against the bars of the cage and closing my eyes. There wasn’t exactly a whole lot to do here, what I wouldn’t give for a little freedom, the chance to shift, to see the stars, small the air, read a book. All the small things in life that I had taken for granted now seemed to mean so much.

The daughter rose from the prison and let her monsters out to play. The nightmares of people entered reality when the daughter raged and tried to find her wings of freedom. Everyone was running for their lives, screaming and asking for help. If one turned around or looked behind him, surely it was his end, so no one dared to step backwards. Thus, they kept moving forward and marched through hell. Since that day, freedom became slavery. People were thirsty for freedom and peace yet they continue declaring wars, believing that it would stop everything. To be continued . . .

If she were free… Mae lay there, the weight of the things she’d never have pressing down on her, constraining her chest so much that she struggled to breathe. If only… At least she could dream. Her dreams and desires were hers alone. She released a long sigh, switching on the light of her bedside table as she reached for a book to read. Until the sound of a familiar voice came from the darkness. “Evenin’, Princess.”

I was tired of arguing and just wanted to escape them both. Caleb blocked my path, grabbing my wrist painfully tight. "You're not leaving until you apologize to Sheena!" "Let go!" I cried out, struggling against his grip and desperately wishing someone would help me. Just when I was about to lose hope, Caleb suddenly released me.

He looked like he was praying for the heavens to take pity on him again. I had no idea what made him sound so resigned to his fate. I said tersely, "Don't think of all that nonsense. You owe it to yourself to live a proper life." Simon stared at me as rueful tears streamed down his cheeks. "You must save me, then. Promise you won't leave me to my death. What happened was my fault. I want to start over with you and love you right for the rest of our lives. "I know better now. You were the only one who ever loved me. Yasmin only wanted to use me for money—"

I heard myself say “Since you’re not going to be accepted by your people, you can be useful.” “It’s not that simple, they would try to kill me and as a dreamer I get the most painful death” “I thought dreamers are immortal” I said “With our powers we are but once they get drained, we are just like any other person on both planes” “I don’t think calling for help is working because I’ve been trying to call for help since but I don’t feel anything” I said with my voice shaking with fear “I really don’t want to spend my whole life here.”

he started to doubt whether he should come to meet his promised mate. He didn’t want to drag her into this mess, yet he couldn’t stop himself from walking closer to her. The small girl at the end of his dream, where everything was still green and lush. Where the wind blew wherever it liked. He approached, his past following behind him. The red sky spread to her sky... the fire burned the greens and flowers to ashes. But even though the woman feared him, she was determined for her freedom. He sneered. [Freedom is the luxury for the strong.]

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ That night, a strange dream came to me and for the first time in my entire existence I felt free. I could feel the icy air between my feathers and the world seemed small, insignificant near the heavens, close to the feeling of flying. Even when my eyes opened, I could still feel that feeling, that freedom. 'It seems... well...' I found myself thinking as I threw myself out of bed.

“So, Ariya, what are you passionate about?” The words began to leave my mouth before I could hold them back, “When I was younger, I used to fantasize about what my life would be like if humans were free and left to make their own decisions and be in control of their own lives. So, I’d write about it. Eventually the fairly vivid fantasy turned into a seven-hundred-page novel about a girl’s adventurous journey of self-discovery and growth based off of what she experiences, observes and learns throughout the various outrageous situations she faces throughout her lifetime. It has everything you could hope for, adventures beyond your wildest imagination, horrors, mysteries, riddles, cursed and ra

Together, with the support of those who had offered me sanctuary, I would forge a path forward, one defined not by the scars of the past, but by the promise of a brighter tomorrow. As I drifted off to sleep, cradled in the arms of newfound freedom, I allowed myself to dream of a future untethered by the chains of my past, a future defined by the boundless potential that lay within me. And though the journey ahead would be fraught with peril, I faced it with courage and conviction, secure in the knowledge that I was finally free from the clutches of the monster that had haunted my nightmares for far too long.