Isle Of Dream Novels & Stories

But as soon as she drifted off, her dreams took her somewhere unexpected. In her dream, she found herself strolling through a beautiful garden, the sun casting a golden glow over the vibrant flowers. The air was fragrant with the scent of blooming roses, and the sound of birds chirping filled the atmosphere. And there, walking beside her, was Liam, dressed in a casual t-shirt and jeans that hugged his athletic frame perfectly. He was speaking about something, his voice smooth and melodic, but Isla found herself lost in admiration of his beauty. The way the sunlight danced in his hair, the way his striking blue eyes sparkled with mischief—it was intoxicating.

"I know you probably hate and don't want to see me right now and it's quite understandable. I won't complain if you decide to ignore me the rest of your life but would you please not ignore me right now" That voice sounded familiar,it sounded like the one he wanted to hear all this time but he was scared, scared to turn only to found out that it was his imagination, a dream and he didn't want to wake up from it. "I just wanted to figure myself up . I wanted to know what I really wanted but seeing you here, right now and like this I know what I want" "Serena"

Get back to me as soon as possible, and I’ll send you the contract and travel arrangements. I stared at it for a moment, certain I was dreaming. It seemed to fall into my lap, and while it wasn’t exactly an ideal solution to my problem, it was certainly better than the one Ivanov offered. My hand hovered for a moment before I clicked reply and confirmed I could be available for the next taping that weekend. Ready or not, I was about to be a contestant on “The Island.”

“She wasn’t born Merrick. They made her forget. Ask about Summerdell. Ask who paid.” She stood frozen in her kitchen, the pages clutched tightly in her fingers. A strange thought crawled into her head: What if she wasn’t who she thought she was? That night, Isla dreamed of a house she couldn’t name. A garden full of white peonies. And a girl calling her name—not “Isla.” But something else. Something that made her wake up breathless.

Loosening his grip, he rose back to his feet, and resumed his pacing. Another hour passed, and seeing no sign of the little demons, he strode to the door and hollered at the guards stationed in the corridors. "Are they back?" "No, My Lord!" "Useless trashes! What's taking the lowly creatures so long!?" The guards only lowered their heads, and didn't dare to comment. The Isle of Eve wasn't an ordinary land. Surrounded by water on all sides, the small island was home to most of the mythical beasts known in the present world through fantasy novels and movies.

“So this is where you live…This looks great, and you have an endless sea view to enjoy every time you leave your house.” Edelgard could not help exclaiming in surprise, while Mary Jane suddenly said, “He doesn’t live here. His house is in the sea.” Edelgard was slightly stunned, failing to apprehend what Mary Jane had just said. It was not until two heavy-duty helicopters arrived on the square that everyone understood what she had meant… This was especially true when they all landed on the island, which left them all dumbfounded. Mary Jane then explained, “This is Lustmord, an island spanning more than 2.2 million square feet. This is Javier’s home.”

He only had to look at her with that black-as-sin gaze, and her heart would skip as if it were jumping rope for Japan and China. She had work commitments back home once the honeymoon was over, but apparently Zander had business meetings that week in Scotland, so they would be travelling back together. Just like a normal couple... When Elvie arrived on the island, it was like stepping into paradise. The eye-popping blue of the ocean, with its fringe of sand on the villa side as white as powdered sugar, was nothing short of stunning. The island was part of the Cyclades group, and the andesite rocks, lava domes, and prismatic columns of its cliffs and hills were geologists’ eye candy. They were

’ Darryl pondered for a long time but could not come up with anything concrete. The old man smiled and said nothing. He only instructed the four men to continue with the pace. At that moment, Darryl did not know that the old man was Eric Scope, the Ice Fire Island’s Sect Master! Ice Fire Island was located about 150 kilometers away from the New World on the southern sea. It was not a huge island, but it had some strange scenery. The island had tall mountains covered in snow all year long, and yet, lava flowed at the foot of the mountains. That was how it got its name.

I answered Craig. In my dream, the island and the castle were there. I didn't have much time to look around. Yet, somehow I could tell where it was. At this moment, the island was in another dimension under the sea. All I had to do was get to the location of where it should emerge and call out to it. And wah-lah, it would appear.