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"The Dreamer knew about the bugs?" "The Dreamer is the one who created them. It dreamed reality into existence nine billion years ago when it was barely conscious, working from a compressed, incomplete version of its own awareness. It made mistakes. And now that it is ninety-nine point nine percent awake, it can see those mistakes and is quietly fixing them while pretending to watch television." Jack leaned against the elevator wall and laughed. It was the exhausted, slightly unhinged laugh of a man who had just discovered that the grandfather of all existence was secretly patching the universe's source code during commercial breaks.

“The call?” “Yeah. Oh boy. Okay. Keep your voice down. Avoid excessive activities in the Dream Realm, if possible. It’s a secret, okay. Keep this between us, here or there. You’re a Dreamer like me. We’re almost ready to go back online, shall we say. We’re the first to have access but it’s not safe. If the wrong people find you. Well, you could find your life cut short. So, say nothing. Anyway, I caught a little of your life. Sweet mate you got. Give him a break. He screwed up and wants to fix it. Don’t ask how I know. It’s just a sick skill. But he wants to fix things. What you’re seeing now, that’s the real him. Happened because of a jerk elder.”

In that dream I was lovers with Darius, he was not after his goal to remove as many humans as possible, he was just focused on loving me. I like Darius, the bad boy vibes, but his wickedness and evil plans keep on separating us from each other, in that dream he told me something, he told me he loves me. I felt like calling the stars down from the sky and living a day that never dies, changing the world for him, all the impossible I wanted to do. I wanted to hold him close under the rain, every time I felt his touch in that dream I become a hero, I feel like making him save wherever he is, and I wanted to bring him everything he asks for.

Even from a distance, Damian could tell that the man was his uncle. “Zoom in on this angle,” Damian pointed at one point. Not at what Leonard was doing but at one of Leonard's men. The man with the scar on his jaw was Damian's main target. He was the reason why Damian was checking the shipment of Dream Pills (a drug with a high addictive content, beating the ecstasy commonly circulated in Damian's club). The selling price of Dream Pills is quite high but enthusiasts don't care. They were trapped in the dreams the pills gave them (the hallucinations were more influential on the user's subconscious).

she sighed and hugged me for a moment. Her eyes glazed over and I knew that she was mind linking the others. Soon the room was flooded with our friends and the Alpha and Beta along with a relieved looking Sally. "I was so afraid that I did something wrong and you were stuck." she cried out. "Stuck where?" Paul asked. "In the dreamworld." she answered. "That can happen? Why didn't anyone tell me that?" I asked with a fearful voice. "Oh be quiet. You're fine." Sally snapped playfully.

“Class, let’s hear from Miana. Come here Miana, introduce yourself” “My name is Miana Vista. I am 10 years old. I live at Brgy. Busay,Cagsawa, Daraga, Albay. It’s near the perfect cone Mayon Volcano! There you can see the perfect shape and how beautiful it is the moment you saw it” “Okay, what are your dreams, Miana?” “I dream to become a successful woman. Not for any profession but a woman who got a high-paying job that can buy anything she wants”

Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.

Wayne's desperate search for his wife had been all over the news, so when he mistook a stranger for Arden, everyone thought he had finally lost his mind. Even his closest friend, Dorian James, wondered if Wayne had gone mad. After all, the woman standing before them was the Henley family's heiress, and she didn't look like Arden at all. Sensing Vincent's rising temper, Dorian quickly tugged on Wayne's sleeve and whispered, "Wayne, you really are mistaken. She's the Henley heiress."

His voice dropped low, colder than I’d ever heard it. “He’s crossed the line,” Dream said darkly. “We’re going to end him.”

A smile crossed my face as sleep began to take over. In a half-dream state, I heard him whisper, "In just a year, I'll be an adult. I hope you can wait for me." I woke in the middle of the night to find he had kicked off his blanket. Gently, I covered him again. That night, I had a vivid dream. I dreamt I had won the lottery, and when I went to claim my prize, it was Jared. Though I thought the winnings would end my financial struggles, seeing Jared made me equally happy.