Lucky Lucille's Dream Book Novels & Stories

“This entire situation is getting incredibly annoying. If I had known the Ice Captain came with this much personal baggage, I would have preferred to work three extra retail jobs and sweat my way out of debt the hard way.” Lucille slowly tipped her sunglasses down, leveling a deeply unimpressed glare at me. “No, no, no, baby girl. You definitely wouldn't have preferred that. I mean, look at us. You’re publicly dating a literal sports god, I am actively enjoying the premium fringe benefits of this estate, and we are living out a literal dream. Don't be ungrateful.” “You are completely crazy, Lucille.” “I know,” she sighed happily, readjusting her glasses and drifting a few inches further into

a girl beside me sighed, draping her arm over my shoulder dreamily. I shrugged her off. “Lucky? If the pay is good, then maybe. Otherwise it’s just more work.” She scoffed. “You’re joking, right? Breathing the same air as the king… smelling his scent every day…” Her voice turned wistful. “And the chance to—” “—fuck the king,” another girl finished with a giggle. I grimaced. The crude words made heat creep up my neck. “Oh, sorry,” the second girl added with mock sweetness. “We forgot we have a virgin saint among us.”

Dex Halbrook, the burrito stall owner next to me, who had never liked me, immediately chimed in with a sneer, "Oh, so when some billionaire’s wife shows up, you throw in a freebie. But when a poor girl comes along, you won’t even serve her? Sounds like you’re just a snob to me. Come on, miss, forget her. I’ll treat you to some burritos!" The woman shook her head, thanking him softly, then turned back to me and pleaded in a small, humble voice, "Rainie, I brought $10,000. If it’s not enough, I can pay more." I was about to refuse again when a young woman further back in line suddenly spoke up, "Wait. One fortune cookie costs $10,000? I must’ve missed a zero… I only brought $1,000…" Without he

Josephine urged. “Thank you but I’ll decline,” I said. “You always refuse anything I give you, that’s unfair,” she said then took a sip of her tea, nodding. “Perfect.” “You said you had something for me,” I said, cutting to the chase. “You’re always in such a hurry, Miss Lucille. Do I make you that uncomfortable.” I said nothing because it was the truth. She picked up a tea spoon and stirred hers. “A little birdie told me you tried to investigate me,” she said then placed the spoon down. “What did you find out?”

“Oh I get it!” I exclaim after a few minutes of silence passes. I get up from the wooden chair that she helped me sit on when I lost my balance when seeing her face. I start walking around the room , trying my best to make sense of this sudden appearance of her. “This is all a dream…I am still unconscious and having a dream of you…” I earn a sigh from her . “Rose-“ I cut her off. “Or!” I continue. “…or…I am dead. The mysterious woman has handed me back to Alexander and he has killed us all in our sleep , which makes sense as to why I am seeing my dead mother….” I look to the wolf who licks it’s paw , while sitting by my mother’s feet.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. Dream a Little Dream of Me (The Thorntons Book 4) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2017 by Iris Morland Cover design by Resplendent Media All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use o

“My family needed money. I had no choice.” Lisa smiled awkwardly. Perhaps, if things hadn’t gone the way they did, would she have been in this young lady’s shoe too? Trying not to lower herself before the woman, she opened her bag, brought out a cheque book and signed it. Tearing it off, she offered it to the whimpering lady. “Here is a cheque of fifty million dollars. I am sure it will go a long way for your family. I have also prepared a passport and visa for you. My men will take you to the airport. You can go anywhere you want. Just make sure I don’t ever set my eyes on you. Ever. I don’t care what excuse you have to give to your family but I hope this stays off the media. You wouldn’t l

"I had a dream." Lucille started, taking in a deep breath. Sheila sat down beside her on the bed, grasping her right hand in hers, encouraging her to continue. "There was this man...I have never seen him before in my entire life. We were..." Lucille paused, not knowing how to say what had happened in the dream. Wouldn't the woman, her mother, think that she was a pervert, perhaps relegating the dream to something that had been born out of her erotic fantasies. She didn't her mother to have such a vile and untrue thought about her, unaware that a blush had coated her cheeks.

Alice mumbled. Leia stared at her with so much disapproval, but Alice turned a blind eye and opened her emergency comic book. She was reading Infinity Inc., the first volume and thirty-fourth issue. Of course, she had already read it, but she brought it today because this is where Hazard, a villain character, first appeared. Hazard was just like Alice. She brought bad luck to everyone around her but herself. And right now, Alice could relate to her more than anything else. When lunch came, Alice and Leia decided to take separate ways.

Then, she smiled seductively and said, “I promise to reward you guys if you do well. Except for that pig, I’ll sleep with whoever passes the test for two days. And if you come out on top in the Forladtt Trial, I’ll become your partner.” James and his friends were surprised that Mount Martialis’ Saintess was so open-minded and would offer such rewards to them. Her behavior felt nothing like that of a respected saintess. Instead, she was like a beautiful and mesmerizing seductress. Truett’s eyes widened, and he asked surprisedly, “Are you serious, Ms. Lucille?” “You’ve been interested in me for a long time, no?” Lucille giggled and said, “Well, you better work hard since I’m giving you a chanc