Dreams Sister Novels & Stories

While I was slopping the animals or doing my other chores, I used to daydream about my mate. Now, those dreams are over, and I have to accept that I’ll be a prisoner here behind these walls forever. “You see,” my sister continues, “whenever I have a dream like that, they usually come true.” She has my attention now. “Like that? Like… what?”

Chris “Chris! Wake up! Chris!” My eyes fluttered open at the sound of my sister’s voice. Overhead, the leaves swayed gently in the summer breeze, little dappled pools of sunlight swimming across the lush grass. I had been dozing, and the dream I’d had was so… strange. A moondeer. Blood. So much blood. Was it my own, or the moondeer’s? But it was just a dream, and I was seven years old again, and my sister wanted my attention.

"Sometimes, The truest realization is that you are betrayed by someone you loved too dearly." ... [Jasmine's Pov] Mumbai the city of the sea, hope, chaos, magic. Often called City of dreams, yet even if I want to, I will not be able to count how many millions of people's dreams were swallowed by the sea of this city. How many people were drowned beneath its shiny exterior? What happened to them? Did everyone's dreams come true? No one can tell. Nonetheless, it was not the case with me, since it seems to fulfill my every sweet dream-like a magician carving my soul with a magical stick and filling my heart with nothing but gratitude for it.

"Ohh, so this is the most important work hmmm, you guys wanted me to attend???" Everyone turned to look at the speaker. A rare combination of hazel eyes, white as snow, long hair tied in plaits upto waist. Silver Danglers in ears, bracelet tinkling as she moved her hand. Clad in blue denims and off-white sweater, with pink polka muffler round the neck and blue sports shoes. In all a fusion of west and east. With a smiling face she hugged all and then looking at Navi she said," you must be the heartbeat of my brother, he was talking about but again you're not what he said!!!" "What did he say about me, that I'm an average girl with no brains! I knew it, this is what he thinks of me, Hardeep j

“A meaningful dream. Mother, I have to find her. She gives me an inexplicable joy, and everytime I see her, it's like she takes away my gloomy days and brightens it with the sunshine of her beauty.” “What you say is nonsense.” Mrs Spielberg shook her head in disbelief. “Son,” She sat on a armchair to meet her son's gaze, “I understand your breakup with Lucy didn't end well. Stop imaginating about some unexisting girl.” Charles shook his head vigorously in disagreement and said, “Unfortunately, if she doesn’t stop appearing in my dreams, I won't be able to stop thinking about her. She has obsessed me with infatuation.” “Then you must be crazy.”

Tanner scoffed and looked away, obviously jealous. Tanya laughed. "Don't tell me ya jealous,Tan." "Me? Jealous? Why?" Tan asked, totally denying it. Tanya laughed again as they both walked out of the room together. * * "I had the dream again mom." Tanya sighed as she sat with her mom in her office. Morena looked up at her daughter from the files she was trying to sort out. "What was the dream again?" "The storm dream. It happened again and many people died,mom. It looked so real." Tanya said, looking so serious.

With some heavily dyed hair? “I am not hungry.” Even if I was, all of this just ruined my appetite and soured my taste. I never thought she would stoop this low. Not to sound judgy but this girl, she was everything that went wrong with America and the rest of the world. “Well, suit yourself.” She said in a low voice, then lowered into her seat. “Kayden, Diego; Diego, meet Kayden. My sister’s fiancée.” Oh? I think you forgot to mention…

I said impatiently, maintaining my furrowed eyebrows stare at him. "It happened on the field. She said she caught me cheating? I don't know what kind of friends she's been hooked with lately, but they have been stalking me and giving her terrible advice." He explained. For the situation of things, the distance between us was enough to turn me into a freaking whore but I was too bothered by his emotions that I found it hard to concentrate on my attraction. "Caramel?" I shook my head in pessimism. "I refuse to believe that." My sister had never been that kind of woman. She loved Justine and I thought she never had a reason to doubt it.