Fleeting Blossoms Like A Dream

Era a normal girl. Her life is too simple and clear as water where no secrets,no dark past, no untold stories are there or may be that what she think of. Untill one day she collide with two hot strangers out of this world .One with blue eyes holding mystery for her to solve and her death. And blast a bomb on her head ,that the humanity gonna end and she is the only key to stop this. The only key for which the demons chase her. The only key of Dream door . Her life is facade and the truth lie behind the door.....Dream Door.

Everyone she loves could be gone in a minute, and she dreaded it, that's why she'd concealed it. Nobody realized that she was the offspring of the Mark. Yet, Catherine was beyond wretched, how they played her, how she was a pawn. It crushed her faith, lies were told.

"Fine. I'd leave. "I reply, and Christiana's jaw hits the ground. "Raymond? "Mr. William calls in awe. "You had no choice. Greenwood, get upstairs and pack all Raymond's things. "Grandma says to me. The last part, she says with her back turned to me, calling out to the head of male helpers in the house. "But I'd be leaving with my wife. "I drop the bomb and grandma freezes. She turns around slowly to look at me. The look of confusion on her face. " Excuse you? "She questions and I smile. "If I'm leaving, I'm taking my wife along. As far as I know, Christiana and I are a married couple and I refuse to go anywhere without my wife. "I reply, and grandma scoffs as she covers the gap between us. "You scheming, little devil. You think you're so smart, don't you? "She says in my face and I look into her eyes. Silently challenging her to do whatever she can to stop me. "Well, my granddaughter will go nowhere with you if she doesn't want to... "Grandma begins. " Actually Grandma, I'm sticking by my husband. "Christiana's voice cuts grandma, and I stare up at her in shock. I thought I'd have to do this with force, and then try my best to make up for it later. But Christiana just shocked the brows off everybody's face. Including mine! *********** A wise man once said, you never really know someone till you give them power. How about family? Is family the same when there's a fight for might and glory?

When a demon loves you it's not really love. It's lust. Five people who were witches figure a way to help each other and become the family of each other's needs.

Kris left her wife and their girlfriend to pursue other dreams in a new town only to find herself nightly in their dreams. Will these women be able to handle the onslaught of realistic errotic dreams and move on with thier boring lives? Or will they find each other again and pick up the pieces of a shattered life they once shared?

Even after five years of marriage, Benjamin Lane continues to maintain his image as a devoted husband. He's the scion of the Lane family, yet he strictly adheres to curfews and comes home on time. He drives me to work every day and goes all out to prepare gifts for me on various anniversaries and holidays. His social media is also all about his doting love for me. The online community calls him a hopeless romantic; countless people ship us together. However, he's logged in to his WhatsApp account on his tablet. I see a video another woman has sent to him.

Claudia Hepburn had seduced his fiancé, Arthur Maxwell, ninety-nine times. However, he was still into her sister, Fione Hepburn. Not only was he nowhere to be seen on the day of the wedding, but he even went ahead and registered his wedding with Fione instead. Claudia was turned into a laughingstock after that. While she was drowning in despair, Arthur’s brother, Brett Maxwell, showed up and took her into his arms. He confessed that he had been secretly in love with her for ages and beckoned her to turn to him. Enchanted by his devotion, she decided to marry him instead. Even after five years of marriage, Brett still doted on her endlessly. That was until a shipwreck took him away. On the day of the funeral, she was so heartbroken that she felt the urge to smash her head against his coffin to end it all right there. It was only when she found she was pregnant that she gave up on the idea of ending it all. She decided she would live on and grieve her late husband for the rest of her life. Just when she was expecting the rest of her life to play out that way, she happened to eavesdrop on a conversation between her ex-fiancé and his friends. “Brett, your brother was the one who died in that shipwreck, but here you are pretending to be him. Did you do it so you could be together with his wife? Aren’t you worried about someone finding out about this?” “I can't be bothered to worry about all that now, I’ve loved Fione from the beginning. I had to endure so much humiliation and marry Claudia just so I could prevent her from ruining Fione’s happiness. Now that God has given me such a perfect chance, I will not sell myself short anymore!”

Jade Warring is a brilliant interior designer committed to her faith and craft. Her friend Blake Duffy, who works at the prestigious Black Corporation, boasts of her expertise to the company's CEO, Tristan Black, who quickly hires her to decorate his new home. Upon meeting Tristan, Jade is surprised as he's young, handsome, and charming. His mesmerizing crystal clear, teal-blue eyes were enough to sweep anyone off their feet. Then he asked, "Have we met before?" Those three words heightened her curiosity even more because she had seen Tristan once before, in a dream. Despite various unexplained women and their relationship hanging on by a thread, Jade agrees to marry him. Soon he reveals he is far from the ideal husband, man, or even human. Clinging to the hope that love will conquer all, Jade begins an emotional rollercoaster with Tristan. His fetishes and unfaithfulness ultimately wear on her heart and mind. She is far from crazy, but everyone has their limit, and amidst all the drama, chaos, and confusion she struggles to determine what's real or merely a dream.

"Hi there, I'd like to emigrate." Christina stood at the counter and handed over the neatly prepared documents to the clerk on the other side of the glass. The clerk quickly stamped each page. The red ink spread like tiny ripples on still water. Then, without looking up, he pulled out another form and passed it back to her. "Ma'am, your paperwork will be processed in fifteen days." Christina nodded, turned on her heel, and headed for the exit. But before she could step outside, whispers trailed after her. "Did I see that right? Mrs. Waldorf is applying for emigration? Did she have a squabble with Mr. Waldorf?" "Even if they argued, would it go this far? Mr. Waldorf practically worships her. What could possibly make her leave so decisively?" "Exactly. Five years ago, their wedding was the event of the century. Even someone like me, who barely goes online, heard about it. And three years ago, after her car accident, the blood bank ran out of stock. Mr. Waldorf ignored everyone's objections and nearly drained himself to save her. Then, just last year, when she disappeared for an hour, he mobilized every media outlet worldwide to find her. Now she's leaving without a word—won't that drive him insane?" The murmurs swirled and lingered, but Christina only smiled faintly. Her expression was calm, but her eyes darkened with a bitterness that deepened with every step. Yes, she thought. Everyone knew just how much Lucien Waldorf loved her.

A girl with a dream.Babaeng itinuon sa pagsusulat ang kanyang pangarap.Makamit nya kaya ito?Babaeng nangangarap sa gitna ng kahirapan.Babaeng nagsusumikap para sa pangarap.Samahan nyo ako at alamin ang kwento ng isang manunulat na may mataas na pangarap.