From Fake Dreams Novels & Stories

•"I just wanted to confirm if what you told me earlier was the truth, to know if you're pranking me or not" •"I'm serious, she's really dead"• he heard his sister, Mareili, break down in tears. He's not a great fan of consolation so... •"Shit! Shut the fuck up and get a hold of yourself"• he reprimanded and immediately the crying voice died down. •"So what's the next option now, have you called Dad?"• •"I have done so, he said he'd come pick me but he's yet to arrive"•

I thought I couldn't sleep again, but after a few minutes of calming myself, I shut my eyes and I was sleeping again. "I woke up at three o'clock in the morning," I said, and I started to speak to my fake boyfriend while he's driving going to our university. He glanced at me and spoke, "And then? Why did you wake up?" I breathed and answered his question slowly. "I'm dreaming of something," I announced. "I dreamt of you giving me three red roses." His eyes widened after he heard what I said. He can't believe it. "Seriously?" he asked. "You've dreamt of me, don't you?" I gave him a nod.

We were having lunch on the villa's terrace, surrounded by perfectly manicured gardens and the sound of fountains. "I keep having those dreams," I said, picking at my salad. "They're getting clearer. "His hand froze halfway to his mouth. "What kind of dreams?" "The man with dark hair. Last night, I could almost see his face. He was calling my name, but not Lila. He was calling me something else." He smiled, talking softly as though talking to a child. "Dreams aren't real, darling. They're just your injured mind creating fantasies." "But it felt so real. He was reaching for me, and I wanted to reach back. I wanted to go to him."

Fake people can surround you anywhere but have you seen the clouds clustered in the sky? ----------------------------------------------------------------++-++++++++++ Chapter-40 The infinite world of dreams in which the stars were shining and the ballads were singing. The only thing that has made the difference between hope, and numbness is- hope is mysterious, yet astonishing at the same time, but how if I tell you? Dreams were only made for dreaming. Now listen to me; carefully. if they were supposed to be true they never meant to be dreaming? Isn't that true? You know everyone hates you. You know that right? And maybe you are just a small bird caged in the storms of the ocean, and your d

He had to get the rest of her, they were seventeen now and he couldn’t wait for them to turn eighteen if he could actually do the things he wanted to her. The things they dreamed about. He had studied things purposely to please his mate, along with his brother of course. Ife sat in history class distracted by her thoughts until the subject spoke of Alpha Princess Fallon from the past. This was the same person the school was named after. The more she learnt of her the weirder her dreams became, almost like she was living out her life. The most cruel one was of the little girl snatching her heart out of her chest. On the last day, everything made sense!

"And in the end, Dreams are just involuntary sensations, silly imaginations but can change your life by appearing or by coming true. From the wet dreams to Reality. Like my life was created by dreams." [Jasmine] ....... [Jasmine's POV] The First Time I met him In real life, I was on my knees literally. I was embarrassed while He stood there cold and aloof tapping his shoe against the floor rhythmically. However, I couldn't see his face because he was wearing a mask. But one thing I was sure of that he was Handsome.

he asked looking directly into my eyes. “I guess it’s a mystery we will never be able to solve?” I replied. If I could read his mind, I’m sure he would be like just tell me this your name so I could drop all this problem on your head. Mother given name has never been used by Dreamers, it’s one of the rules that makes us different from other people who can travel through realms. If your real name was to be discovered, you would be locked up in a building and all your colleagues problem would be placed into your hands to solve for them and for centuries those that have fallen prey to divulging their names have always died before solving even one person’s problem. Well only one person has falle

Tears well up in my eyes. "Martha what is wrong, are you okay?" She touched my shoulder and I flinched again. She touched me, I felt it. Why does this feel so real? Was it real? Had I been dreaming all this while. Oh my God! "Mom?" "Yes sweetie, talk to me, what's wrong?" "Are you really real?" My mom and dad exchanged looks. "Ofcourse I am real" she caressed my cheek. It did feel real. "Whatever dream you had, it really got you whipped" Liam commented. Typically Liam will make jokes at serious moments.

I say carefully sitting on the couch closest to me; afraid I will make it dirty since I have dirty clothes on. Leaning back against the high back of the couch as I start to slowly warm and I find myself fighting my fluttering eyelids; besides becoming warmer, Black Jack makes me feel safe now that I am sure he won't treat me badly. I can vaguely hear him talking on his phone as my head lulls to the side and my eyes remain shut as I drift off to sleep a dreamless slumber.