Nct Dream Stronger Novels & Stories

"Ever since we were kids, you've been breathing down my neck, controlling every little thing I do. Who the hell do you think you are? "I let you have your way half the time, but can you just leave me alone already? I'm exhausted. Sometimes, I think the gossip was right. No wonder you were abandoned. Who could put up with a jinx like you?" A wave of intense nausea rolled through my empty stomach, a bitter lump forming in my throat. I couldn't throw up or swallow it. The ten-year-old Diana, the 17-year-old Diana... I had spent years trying to fuse all those cherished versions of her into the woman standing before me.

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.

, I say, then ask. They look at each other before doing rock, paper, scissor shoot; Brandon was the first to lose, so he grabbed the piece of paper from the table before leaving. Holding in my laugh at the face he was making; turning towards the other two people, I passed me two papers, reading the paper. I saw it’s a club. There was a description for the club, but no name. “We’re having difficulty in picking a name.”, Zane says. “Well, this club is to bring dark and light creatures together, so why not stronger united?”, I say.

I made you CEO because I wanted you to have a dream to chase, so you could stand tall next to me. "But you treated me as if I was just a stepping stone, as if you could just lie to me and toss me aside." My voice turned sharp, cutting through the silence. "I could lift you up to the top. And I can throw you straight back down." I tilted my head, smiled coldly. "Actually, no. That's not right." "I didn't lift you to heaven. I was your heaven." The words broke whatever fight Richard and Iris had left. Iris sat frozen, her face as pale as death as she whispered over and over, "It's over… it's all over…"

She dreamt of the time in Yuvaran when she was forced by Jonathan to learn various skills that she was reluctant to learn, such as combat and shooting. Even though there were constant dangers, with Jonathan around, her days were as ordinary as any other person's, happy and carefree. She dreamed of Ernest and Erin, both smiling at her. In her dream, she saw many familiar faces calling out to her warmly. Suddenly, her dream changed. The echoes of gunshots resounded in every corner and blood was spilled everywhere. Those once clear faces gradually faded away from her sight. In her dream, she saw Jonathan's face filled with longing before he left …

“So, any requests?” “Let’s sing Untouchable by Taylor Swift together.” She said. “Sure thing,” He said as started to strum his guitar slowly, making it soothing for Jaiden. They started singing together, and their voices blended perfectly. It was like Ed Sheeran and Taylor Swift were the ones singing together. By the time they reached the second verse, Jaiden started to fall asleep slowly, while listening to Conrad’s deep soothing voice. Conrad notices her about to fall asleep and continues the song while looking at her. Once he finishes the song, Jaiden fell asleep soundly. He tells her in a soft soothing relaxing voice, “I love you, Jaiden. Get better soon”, as he ends the call.

Little by little, my dreams helped me release the disappointment and pain of being so blatantly used and dumped by Joshua. I’d fallen in love with the Marc of my dreams. If only it could transfer to the real one. Sadly, my interaction with Marc when I was awake was stilted and awkward. In my dreams, we were a couple with a strong bond. In reality, we were two strangers who had a definite physical attraction, but knew minimal about each other. I was embarrassed about the fact that I’d manifested this imaginary love relationship with this man. I clearly needed therapy.

She had been strong for so long, and she fell apart in his presence because she finally met someone who was stronger than her. He stood up, pulled her in his embrace, "It's alright ... I gotchu ... I gotchu girl ... I'm gonna get you that divorce, you don't have to worry about a thing, ... I got this." He stroked her arm up and down. Malcolm Blackwell was finally getting the chance to save the girl that got away.

Thrash asked. Nat shrugged, " He hates us too. I left him. I'm a traitor in his eyes and while at least I didn't side with the Lost Boys, I still turned my back on him and our family. He's crazy and he will do anything to make sure that he feels in control and powerful. If he's leaving us a calling card, then he's going to war with all of us. He thinks that since we are already fighting, we will both be weak and he can come in and wipe us all out. This is the power play that he's been waiting years for." she continued.

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.