Isle Of Dream Novels & Stories

Neither of them even looked at it this time as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her in a way that she knew she would never grow tired of. A dream series continues with part 3 After the Dream

Finally, it was a time to relax, but Celine felt everything but relaxation. Celine chose Ponza Island, a small island in Italy. She hoped for some quiet time for reflection since she read reviews somewhere that this small island is perfect for people who want some solitude and to enjoy nature. They were not wrong. Beautiful beach, crystal clear seawater, cute stores here and there. But there was nowhere she could indulge in her favorite hobby—shopping. Worse yet, most stores didn’t accept credit cards. Cash Only. Oh, two words that shouldn’t belong together.

Her children had given up their lives to save their mother. “I understand that, but the safety of these children is more important than our comfort. For the most part, that isle hides from the entire world. A spell that Willow created so long ago, I don’t think even she can recall it all. Maybe we can find one of the outer islands and stay on it?” Rayne looked to Dimitri, then to Magnusson, seeing that they both knew of another island that belonged to the chain. One that would be in the mist but out enough that no one on the isle would have to know they had arrived. “The Isle of Scrym.” Both men said at once with a slight smile on their faces. Rayne looked at Dimitri to see what he truly tho

Isabel went home happily. Isabel's dream was over and her eyes opened, it was one of her memories at Fia river that she had just dream about. If only Nathaniel Dave could have this kind of dream... Nathaniel Dave was the boy who would sacrifice his life to enter the sea just to save her from being punished by her mother should she lost her sandal, how sad is it to know now that the same man care less about her or her child, not only did he not care about her going to prison, he was indifferent about the death of her child and even burnt the gravesite into pieces.

The storm that had swallowed the island had burned itself out somewhere behind her, leaving nothing but mist and silence in its wake. The sea carried her gently now. Too gently. Elise slipped in and out of consciousness without warning. Sometimes she thought she was awake, staring up at the pale sky, only to realize moments later that she had been dreaming again. Other times, she dreamed so vividly that waking felt like falling. In one dream, she was a child again. She stood barefoot at the edge of shallow water, toes sinking into wet sand as waves lapped at her ankles. The air smelled clean, untouched. The world felt softer.

“I want it to, Isla. Help me make it work.” She nuzzled closer, pressing into him as if anchoring herself. Her voice was small but it was enough. “Yes,” she breathed. “I’ll try. I want it too.” Both of them hoped for a better future. Isla thought that this could only be in her dream and she hoped never to wake up from that dream. As long as she can be with him this way. This dream should never end.

I licked my bottom lip, wetting it and I accidentally saw Damien watching me intently. I choke and what happened between us in the powder room and emergency stairs started haunting my memories again. "Lucky, we'll go with Mr. Green." I don't have a choice but to ride the same helicopter with Damien and Mr. Keller. I was silent the whole ride while they're talking about the redevelopment of the island. I was looking at the view and starting to enjoy it. A smile crept on my lips after we landed in the Isla Riva. The island is like a paradise. It's so beautiful. The water is beautifully clear and blue. The rock formations are incredible. All in all, the island is magically fascinating.