Dreams That Come True Book Novels & Stories

I checked my wrist watch and realized that it was only twelve in the morning. Which means I only slept for three hours before waking up now... " Will this dream come true? " I thought fearfully. One thing I have noticed is that my dreams always come true... Though it might not be as exact as I dreamt it... But still it will. " What if? " I just couldn't imagine the dream coming true... I just can't... I just couldn't... " What can I do Lord? I feel so fearful and scared... I just can't... I just can't... "

Chapter 11 Superstitious or reality? Turvi's Pov Ever saw your dream coming true ? I did. My dream is to get the person's love I love the most. I still can't believe that he loves me. I mean he really did and he even proposed to me in front of everyone. I'm now in the arms of my love. We both are dancing with other couples. "what are you thinking doll face?" he asked me "nothing thinking how come I become this much lucky," I said

Dreams. Dreams are our fantasies that we want to become a reality. Even as much as we work hard towards building that perfect reality of ours,this small world we live in will always have the final say. In the end,those dreams grows from a brightly burning fire to a faint light and becomes a castle built in the air. They never come true. Arthur would say he was put in this position. A life where his dreams would never ever come true,a life where his dreams seems so faraway from reach.

You agreed to be with me. "It was only after my business had flourished that she came back five years ago and seduced me to break us up. If you'd told me the truth earlier, Sammy, we could've stayed together." Harvey's expression was full of regret, but I remained unmoved as I brought up the past. "Harvey, I told you the truth before, but you didn't even let me finish what I had to say. "The first time she asked you to fulfill her 100 wishes to repay her, I told you she wasn't the one who saved you, and that I'd seen it myself. However, you thought I was making it up and didn't even have the patience to listen to my explanation."

With a heavy heart, i realized what she was trying to convey. "I don't sleep," I said, my words filled with a haunting truth that sent a shiver down my spine. "My mind has the scary capability of being dark and demented." As she stared , i felt a surge of empathy wash over me, a deep understanding of the demons that haunted her every waking moment. I knew all too well the torment of restless nights plagued by nightmares, the fear of losing oneself to the darkness within. "They said all dreams do come true," she continued, writing on her book. "They forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams too."

"There's nothing much to tell about me. I'm a drifter." "I see. And Black Hollow was your what? Next stop?" "No. I found a letter telling me that I needed to be here." "So you're saying that you came here just because of some letter?" "It is more complicated than that," John told her. "How?" "Let's say you've been having dreams. They keep reoccurring every damn night. You can't sleep, and when you're awake, your eyes are weary. Then you wake up one morning to find a letter telling you to find the answers to your dreams in a town you've never heard of. Wouldn't you go?" When she didn't respond, he went on. "Yeah, you wouldn't have anything to say because you've never been in that situation. B

When she woke up from her stupor the next morning, the sun was shining brightly outside her window, and she found a bunch of dew-covered lilies on the front of her door. The wind blew gently, carrying away every last bit of her horrible memories. Melanie thought that it was really time for her to start all over again. Farewell, Raymond Johnson.

If you had asked me what my dream job would be, I wouldn't have told you it was to be the maid of some rich man. No. My dreams had led me down a path of adventure and romance. Freedom to travel and experience the world my mother so feared. I had hoped to escape her fragile portrait of a perfect family and home. And when I went to college I really believed I could one day live out the dreams my late night fantasies conjured up. And don't get me wrong I tried. I went to all my classes, made friends with all the interesting people, I did my assignments, albeit last minute, and even held down a part-time job in the bookshop outside campus. For a while everything looked bright and great. That was

I whisper. This time, the tears don’t feel like weakness. They feel like healing. Like something finally beginning. ************************ Unspoken Desires - Book 3…. Coming Soon

"What can I do for ye young man?" "I need this Fantasy book 'Legend of a Dark Morth' by VIC NOVELLA, I wanted to find out if it has been published" "Errr, I uhm.... Need to check my collection" The old book keeper, Dressed in a tick rain coat with Fluffy edges stood on his feet and slipped behind the desk to sit. Riffling through the long dark book and peeking at it through his spectacles. "I think the first published set has been exhausted and out of the market for the meantime, but I think I have few left over copies here" he uttered wetting the tip of his index finger with saliva.