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I can't wait to finally ride on a plane and have adventures with my sister and cousins, something that had been impossible until now. I hadn’t had any of my dreams since arriving at Stevie’s; I was really starting to miss my dream guys. I know it sounds silly, but Nico and Kai made me feel so alive. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, Nico wasn’t my only dream sex god. I had another god-like man in my dreams. His name is Kai, and he is just as yummy as Nico. I had been trying to dream of each of them for the past two nights, but it was like they weren’t at home, which had never happened before. I was a little worried, to be honest.

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But most of all, she hated that she knew this was all just a dream. Her desire for a happy ending, one filled with love and joy, burned in her chest. She couldn’t let go of the hope that somehow, this dream could become her reality. So, she continued to dream, night after night. Each time, she found herself falling deeper into this strange, beautiful world where the man she couldn’t touch was always by her side.

Saving him from his confusion, I explained things better. “ What century is this? I'm thinking it's a different century, that would explain why it didn't exist or this might be a different world entirely. Or my favorite explanation to this, I'm dreaming.” Yes, I still firmly believe that it's a dream. “ Dreams last longer than a month? That's new” He teased me and I glare at him to shut up. “ So, what century....?” I asked again, remembering that he hadn't answered me. “ I don't know.”

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Dili didn't come back as he had said he would in the note. Mr Seye was the one who came to take me home. I'll have to say me sleeping until school was over wasn't what ai had envisioned for the day. No not at all. But who am I to complain, that was practically one of the best sleeps I have had in years so to say. Insomnia is a really bad thing I tell you.

He paused, unsure how to continue. I immediately checked my body. Every inch was flawless. There wasn't a single scar. At that moment, a cool breeze drifted in, stirring the pages of the book lying on the desk. The novel was titled "After I Died, My Brothers Went Mad with Regret". I finally realized that those three years had only been a dream! All of Silvio's recovery was something I fought for with my own hands. There was no stand-in or emotional salvation. I had only been overworked and dreamed for three days, living through the life of Sofia from that novel.

I spend some time shopping for books and grabbing some Blu-Rays of movies I like, then head back a few hours later with a dozen bags. I don't see either Adrian or Dominique when I enter so I just go straight to my room. I shower, then lie down for the night to get some rest. The bed feels like a cloud and I fall asleep in no time. I don't usually dream, at least I don't remember enough details to journal about them or anything. But tonight, I do. I'm on a beach with waves crashing against the shore completely naked as I step into the water. My eyes are closed and I'm moaning, hands are all over my body, delicate fingers exploring every inch of my skin.

My name is Jennie Dawson. I was just an ordinary college girl whose biggest achievement was pulling all-nighters to read smut novels. Then one night I dropped dead at my desk… and woke up inside the very book I was reading, as a pretty background character who happened to share my name. The heroine, Nancy Porter, was a transmigrator with a system. Her mission was to seduce my brother and turn him into her devoted plaything, living a life of indulgence with her day and night until she could finally return to her world.

Her story unfolds in layers: through the haunting grip of her dreams, the unraveling of a once-promising engagement, and the magnetic pull of a man who exists both in her subconscious and in the shadows of her waking life. This book explores the power of instinct, the destruction that lies in deceit, and the healing that only truth, however painful,can bring. You may find pieces of yourself in Jacqueline. In her strength. In her silence. In the storm she learns to survive. This is a story about second chances, about trusting the unknown, and about the dangerous beauty of a love that finds you when you least expect it, and refuses to let go. With heart, [Dee-Jay] Jacqueline’s POV