For Dreams To Freedom Novels & Stories

He had been gone for twenty years, but my mother had never forgotten him. "Mom, Dad has been gone for a long time—" She raised a finger to her lips and whispered, "Shh. Your father came to see me last night. He said it's time for us to be free." The dam inside me broke, and tears poured down my face. She knew. She had known all along. She was simply protecting the last scraps of my dignity in her own way. That evening, when I returned home, I began packing. … As expected, Evelyn had not come back. Perhaps she was still in that hotel room with that man, finishing what they had started.

After we got engaged, my fiancee sent a child from abroad. She also sent an email along with it. [Noah, I was so bored overseas that I accidentally had a baby with Raivo Fallon. Since you’ve always been so eager to suck up to me, I’ll leave this child in your care. You can get some practice ahead of time so you’ll be ready to be our caregiver when I return home to Abrein.] Without a word, I handed the child over to the butler. Seven years later, all the CEOs stationed overseas returned to Abrein for their performance reviews. Laina Miller drove up in a Raypach, leading a large entourage that blocked me at the entrance to the Miller family residence. She held a cigarette between her li

FREEDOM FREEDOM FREEDOM I can decide whatever I want. I think this is my fate to be lonely and controlled forever. "Mom, could you come and just get me? So we can live happily there? " I whispered. " I am ready to go with you there." I sobbed I cried harder and harder "Life is too short to give up my angel." I heard my mom saying in my dreams I fall asleep. _________ I woke up with my alarm and got up. I looked at my small mirror my eyes are red and puffy. I am just going to get up and get ready for work but my door burst open.

Option C is to allow myself to live with my grandparents and brothers. Breathing heavily as fresh tears spill rapidly from my eyes as I'm conflicted as what I should do; making a rash decision, I pack two changes of clothing in a backpack that Parker bought me for school along with the small stash of cash that I had before I came here of eighty dollars; throwing both bags over my shoulders as I silently make my way to the window, sliding it open quietly before climbing out swiftly.

They can say, they can say I've lost my mind I don't care, I don't care, so call me crazy We can live in a world that we design 'Cause every night I lie in bed The brightest colors fill my head A million dreams are keeping me awake I think of what the world could be A vision of the one I see A million dreams is all it's gonna take A million dreams for the world we're gonna make There's a house we can build Every room inside is filled With things from far away The special things I compile Each one there to make you smile On a rainy day They can say, they can say it all sounds crazy They can say, they can say we've lost our minds I don't care, I don't care if they call us crazy Runaway to a wo

Liberty POV Why do they keep calling us little one, it’s infuriating. Justice growls. It’s nice having someone to talk to. Justice is fierce, she tells me I’m strong, like her. She wants us to be free. Not kind of free I dream of, the kind that has the earth beneath our feet, nobody chasing us, living our life, far far away from here. Without justice I would never have gotten away from that place.

“You wanna know what we call it?” I didn’t respond. More like I couldn’t. What they injected to me didn’t just calm me down. It wouldn’t even make me move. I could barely open my mouth nor speak. It shut Jia down. ”We call it The Freedom. You know why?” He walked in front of me. I watched as his eyes sparkled. Thinking of the things that are in their plans to be made. ”It will allow us to be free from the injustices of this kingdom. To be free to do what we want without having to follow or bow down to anyone. We are going to be much stronger, quicker and powerful than that puny boy king of Vamos.”

It's a comforting lullaby that helps me relax and let go of the worries of the day. As I start to drift deeper into sleep, I have a dream. In the dream, Andrew and I are running through a vast forest, the moonlight casting a silver glow on the trees. We're laughing and playing, completely free and uninhibited. It's a dream of freedom and joy, a dream that feels so real and alive.

Does it mean Maxine can achieve her goal to be free? All she wanted before was to break free from slavery. But after meeting Agatha, her dreams grew from a pinhole to an oasis. Now, she dreams of a life filled with good food, a place to live, a job, friends, and maybe even a special someone. Maxine grinned foolishly as she pondered over these dreams. But eventually, she realized the reason why dreams were labeled as ‘dreams’. It was because pursuing a dream meant either achieving it or waking up from it.

The next she woke to screams of terror inside her head she thought it was Dalya in the next room and ran to check on her. Dalya sat head between her knees and rocked. She too had been having dreams. A giant of a man with long wavy black hair was calling her. He wore no shirts and his bronzed abdomen stirred her juices. She didn’t know where to find him but it was urgent that she search. Could it be possible with all this upheaval she would find her mate. Today was the day they would memorialize her father and banish one of her brothers. It was no wonder that she felt sick to her stomach. Even though she had slept all night, the vividness of the dreams caused her to wake up tired and ho