Mirror Of Her Dreams Novels & Stories

Not just in the dream. She touches her side, pressing her palm against the skin beneath her shirt. It’s hot. Burning. Alive. She stands slowly and moves to the mirror across the room, the one leaning against the wall. The glass is slightly warped, the edges framed in chipped white paint. Her reflection stares back—wide eyes, pale skin, hair tousled from sleep. But the light in her eyes is real. Faint. But real. And in that moment, she knows. This isn’t just a dream.

She checked her lipstick in the mirror and pressed her red lips together, brushing the hair locks from her forehead 'Should I just untie my hair? I kinda look weird in a ponytail.' After thinking some, she untied her reddish brown hair and let them fall on her slim shoulder. Myung-dae observed her with horror from the driver's seat. He couldn't help but blurt out, "Dear Dea, are you going to seduce the Mafia boss? I don't think it's going to work on him if you're going to go in like this. Dea glared at him. "Shut up. Do you want me to fire you that much?"

He kept his eyes open seeing her flushed face,whereas her eyes were tightly closed. The position changed and her mouth was covered by his mouth once again. She wanted him inside her yet he was letting the fire reach its peak. "Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful."

Once Julia's asleep on my chest on our bed, I allow myself to break down fully with not witnesses as my heart wrenching sobs and fleeting thoughts that I wish Liam all the happiness in the world; but I wish upon a star that it was us and not that other man who had children with Liam. Falling asleep tonight in bed with my female half, my female soul mate but we're missing our other soul mate; who is in the arms of another man and forever. Liam's P.O.V.

Hello everyone! Sapphirian J here🥰Tanner's Unrelenting Soul is the second book in the When Dreams Become Reality Trilogy. If you have purchased chapters of this book already, please skip to your current chapter to not buy chapters you have already read. Book synopsis: Tanner has all but sworn off relationships altogether. Marriage and babies would never be his thing. Tanner is okay with having a new woman in his bed every week. Then he sees Kaysen, a widowed mother stripping at the local strip club, and the tables are turned. Will Kaysen be the woman to bring Tanner to his knees?

She entered the home gym Raymond had set up and after that, took a refreshing shower and got dressed. When she looked in the mirror after dressing, she was curious about the color of the dress she had picked. It was a mauve dress. She had not worn that color in a long time. The color reminded her of a lot of things from the past; like the reason why she took over her father’s company and agreed to the marriage to Raymond despite knowing who he was. Shoving all the thoughts to the back of her head, she walked out of the bedroom with a smile on her lips. Thankfully, Sonia had gotten the message and was waiting right at the door for her.

In the quietude of his room, with the soft hum of the night outside, Asher lay there, his tired body seeking reprieve, while his restless mind continued to navigate the labyrinth of emotions that Ezra's presence had stirred within him. On the other side of the night, in the quiet solitude of her room, Ezra sat in front of her mirror, eyes fixed on her reflection. Droplets of water trickled down from her long hair, evidence of the refreshing shower she had just taken. As she stared into her own eyes, a flood of memories from the reunion surged through her.

She smiled softly, maintaining eyes contact with me. “I am sorry I lied” the board mumbled words to each other. “I didn’t introduce myself properly”. She took a break. And swiped to the next slide. It was a picture of Mira mixed up with her picture. At this moment, my mind played fast. I never noticed that she shared a slight resemblance with Mira till I saw the picture on the screen. “What if she is Mira?” It flashed through like lightning. “I am Mira Greg. The daughter of the founder, Abj ventures. The wife of Gerald Lead”. She looked at me proudly.

"Remember how I said I didn't want visuals for something I couldn't have?" "Yeah?" A small smile curved his lips as he recalled their conversation months before. "Well," she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I've been having dreams. And you've been in all of them." "Really?" Sinjin shifted, mirroring her posture so that their faces were just inches apart. His voice dropped to a low, seductive tone. "What do you dream about?" Instead of answering, Eds closed the gap between them, her hand slipping around the back of his neck as she kissed him, gently pushing him down onto the bed.

But tonight, the image staring back felt different. Tonight, she saw a woman. A bride-to-be. Someone chosen not by accident or pity, but by love. Someone who had endured cruelty and still managed to stand, still managed to breathe, still managed to dream again. Her throat tightened. She lifted her hand and pressed her fingertips lightly to the mirror, as though reaching for the girl she used to be, the one who had dreamed with scissors and scraps, who had cried herself to sleep when her paper gowns were torn. “Thank God those dreams didn’t come true,” she whispered, her voice trembling but steady enough to hear. “If they had, I’d have nothing left.”