I Still Dream About You A Novel Novels & Stories

--- Elsewhere… Nelly Couldn’t Finish the First Page Nelly sat in her room, sadness weighing heavily on her face. She felt as if Naomi had taken Adel from her completely. She stepped out, hesitant, and stopped at Naomi’s door. Her hand trembled as she reached for the handle… then slowly turned it. The room lit up. It was neatly arranged. On the table lay a book Naomi had been reading. She approached and picked it up. The title read: “Your Eyes Found Me – A Novel” She turned off the light and left.

It has been five days and I have had the same dream, about the woman in white, asking me to stop Harper from 'making the mistake of his life by marking another female'. I felt like I was watching a video play, again and again. It was Thursday today and the dream had plagued all my waking thoughts, the image of the white woman practically begging me to stop Harper.

"I am trapped and chained. My sisters are taking me to our father and I.." "Where are you?" "I don't know," she confesses. "But the air is warm and smells of unfamiliar flowers," she sends me an image of a brightly colored bird and a dense jungle of strangely glossy trees. The dream starts to fade. "Carnelia, stay. " "I can't my love," she kisses me one last time. "But I will be back." THIS IS THE END OF BOOK TWO.

********* Unfortunately, I have a small chapter again but I hope you like it anyway! xoxo

Hi,it's your Author STARRY JOSTY Please I'm done with this story titled "MARRIED TO THE COLD-HEARTED BILLIONAIRE." PLEASE HELP SUPPORT MY NOVEL , THANK YOU. And the book two is titled, "THE COLD HEARTED BILLIONAIRE IS THE FATHER OF MY DAUGHTER." please anticipate,Read , comment,share and also vote for me. I'm glad I've been able to complete this story.

One of my aunts commented from one of the foldable chairs they brought out so everyone would be able to sit, but her attention went back to the novella as fast as possible. I got up and went straight to my space wallpaper wrapped room, my bedroom was like a typical teenager’s bedroom in the nineteen-eighties. I couldn’t discuss what was happening to me with any of my family members because they would just send me to our priest and that was exactly what I didn’t need. Sitting on my bed my eyes suddenly caught some weird movement from the crucifix on my dresser, well I thought it did then but it turned out it was the images coming back to me, I didn’t know when I lay down on my bed. The next t

Ah, I've been waiting for that question since earlier. "I'm glad you asked. You see, this is the real world. Reality. But what you're living in could be called another world, but a different world where people from the real world such as us, create plots and characters to our own liking. That is what we call a book, or a novel. We read it but you get to live a life in that world of yours with your own thoughts, dreams, ideals, ambition, interests and actions, but it will all follow according to the Author's plot. And if the story is finished, I'm not sure what happens next. And the world you are living in is called 'Endless Poison Love', its a fantasy-romance novel." I explained.

We need to find it before anyone does. Sheila stood up from a green bench, and adjusted her brown newsboys' hat over her head. "A book can make wishes come true?" Her blue eyes widened in amazement. "Didn't I just say that?" Louisa wiggled her brows mischievously. Sheila pouted. "What kind of a book is that?" "Magical book, like the kind you see in fantasy movies." She snaked her hand around Sheila's neck and spoke in an undertone, "This is the moment where you will see your dreams colliding with reality."

I have no choice than laying beside him all night. Getting a sleep beside him is completely impossible. I think I could never get it. So, I reach out for the book in the drawer next to his bed. It isn't a novel. It's a finance book. He was studying a finance book. I put it down as I have no interest on reading his finance book. I grab my phone and visit the A****n kindle and start reading a novel from it. And I don't even realise when I get asleep. It is the first night, I don't dream about anything. It is just a sleep. A plain and around sleep which never happened to me after he left me alone and after mom died.

Hello everyone! Thank you all for reading and for your continued support! I have enjoyed reading your comments and reviews. The votes I have received have been a blessing. Thank you so much. After chatting with my fantastic editor Sherry, we have decided to combine all of the three books in the series into one book here on GoodNovel. Book One, When Dreams Become Reality, is now completed. After you have read the author’s note, the next chapter will be the start of Book Two, Tanner’s Unrelenting Soul.