Make Your Own Battle For Dream Island Novels & Stories

Most people only ask about the topic or theme. “How about a regular battle with three guest judges, three rounds each person of sixteen bars per round? I’ll start first, and we let the best of three rounds win the battle?” Zen had no idea what it was, but he liked the idea of a blood-free battle for his ingredients. Those shades were the only things he needed from this weirdo, and he would explore other options should he lose this rap battle. “Deal!” Zen declared. “When will we host the battle?” Excited that there would be a new reason for him to perform again, the rapper declared that it would be held in two days.

"I accept it." Ha Mino immediately felt happy and enthusiastic. He can also imagine how Lee Umji, who has a lot of experience, will become his partner again. Ha Mino then took out a Daydream script and placed the carefully on the table. Right in front of Lee Umji right now. "I'm not sure if I can finish this well," Lee Umji said, holding the Daydream script and as if there was a tremor in her when she touched the script written in advance by Kim Hana.

"Good, now sleep." The dream is so real. Too real. The woman from my cell appears before me flying on Pegasus. His mighty white wings flap noiselessly as she stares down at me. "You have the heart of a dragon. To prove yourself, you must fly. Go to the perch and cast yourself from the tower. If you believe, your greatest wish will be realized." She fades away as I blink rapidly several times. Dreamily, I stand from the bed and walk to the window then outside onto the perch. Peering over the edge, I'm not frightened and a tingling sensation spreads around my shoulders. Without thought, I lift my arms.

the yellow bubble asked. Emma glanced over at Steve before quickly typing a response into the phone. "How do you ask your cheating husband for a million dollars?" she asked in the message. Jen's membership to The Ranch only came with five guest passes. Emma had already used three. She was going to have to make a choice very soon, if she wanted to keep seeing Dante. And a part of her really wanted to keep seeing Dante. But to pay the million dollar membership fee she had to have Steve's signature on the withdrawal request from their joint bank account.

UNO YLMAZ ARMSTRONG'S POV I worked out every single day to keep my stamina, strength and agility intact before the final day of the battle. I need to make sure that Selena will be mine and mine alone. Still, my subjects are not yet aware that I am back in the Kingdom. After I win Selena back, I will make my come back known to all. As of now, I let Dale handle the kingdom since he is the one responsible for it as of now.

Just as I was waiting, someone knocked on the door. “Come in.” Dad comes in from outside. I looked at him and didn’t say anything. He frowned. “Now, you don’t even want to call me Dad.” “What can I do for you?” I asked. He sighed. “I really don’t know how our relationship turned out like this?” I was stunned for a moment and my gaze fell on the computer. The system prompted: Player Dreamer to join the team. As God of Fight, “Alright, the Boss is coming out soon. Everyone get ready. Nanny, stand at the end and stay alive. If Nanny dies, we will be probably wiped out.”

Kris laid in bed, eyes wide, staring at the ceiling. She never experienced that type of dream before. It felt so real. Reaching mindlessly to the nightstand, she grabbed her vape, taking a long drag and holding it in. She exhaled, letting her shoulders drop and her eyes close. She thought about the events as they played out in her dream. She was giving a tattoo. It was a beautiful design she made specifically for Elena. They kept locking eyes, making it too hard for her to concentrate.

Whatever happens, we face it together. Relief washed over Levi instantly. He grinned like an overjoyed puppy, curling into my arms before leaning in and pressing a soft kiss against my lips. That night, I had a dream. I saw myself being dragged back to the Grant family estate. Silas had prepared a wedding gown for me, forcing me into a marriage I didn't want. Vivian sat in a chair with an eerie smile. My hands were tied, so my struggles were useless. Despair settled deep in my chest—I could already see the miserable fate awaiting me.

Still no one answers. I run through every room on the bottom floor. Including the closets, but they aren't here. The screaming outside is getting louder and louder. My heart is racing, and I begin to panic. I tried to block out the thought that they left me behind. Maybe they went outside to help. After all,. My father is the Beta. That makes more sense, I tell myself. Everyone here, including me and even the children, are trained in combat. No one expects children to fight, but it's a safety measure to buy them time, and their skills give them something to build on as they grow.

Rissa giggled. Foren blinked, truly forgetting about that event if it wasn't because of this call. It was already ten days ago since Rissa notified her about their class batch reunion that would be held in a beach resort instead of a formal party in hotels. She was against the idea at first, saying that she had a hectic schedule and the fact that she didn't want to see a certain person, but Rissa was persistent to get her to come as it was the first and maybe the last time their class would meet again after years.