Novel & Cerita Novel About The American Dream

And buying a thing that doesn’t matter in our living. Speaking about money? I know it is really hard to understand and difficult to figure out. All we have to do is to be contented of how much and what blessing will be given to us. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL Thank you so much!

Dear Journal This is my first entry into you since I learned how to write. These are the first words I read and I am drawn in. She begins to detail her life gradually, from the moment she left her fathers house in Mexico till her coming to America and her search for work here. She gives a great backstory about herself and the more I read the more I feel like I know the kind of person she was. She was kind of like me; shy, closeted but still extremely ambitious hence her move to America to make money. I wish I had gotten to hear these stories from her.

Lena Mitchell had always believed in the promises of fairy tales. She had been raised on the idea that love could conquer all, that a happy ending was not just a distant dream but a tangible reality within her grasp. Her life with Daniel Mitchell, a man who seemed to embody everything she had ever wanted, had been the culmination of those dreams. But as the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, the perfect picture of her life began to crack, revealing the harsh reality beneath.

She had envisioned this moment in vivid detail, imagining the joy and relief that would flood her heart as she left behind the endless monotony of this place. Abegail dreamed of escaping the dreary, treeless expanse of Nolana, Kansas, a small town smack dab between nowhere and nothing. The landscape, flat and uninspiring, seemed to stretch on forever, a constant reminder of the limitations and stifling predictability of her current life. Her days were filled with the mundane routines of small-town existence, each one blending into the next without promise of excitement or change. But in her heart, she nurtured hope, a fervent belief that her dreams were worth any sacrifice. The thought of a

I didn't think my mother had ever told me a single bedtime story, so I knew it was my lonely childhood being manifested into my dreams. "I know you love her." The lovely whispered in my head and I immediately knew this female voice was talking about Zara. She had to talk about Zara because there was no one else I loved or wanted to be with. "She will come back soon. You are a good man and you deserve her." The voice continued to whisper in my head and I felt good knowing that this voice believed that I was good enough for Zara. If anything, she was too good for me and me. This voice was reassuring me that Zara would give me a chance in the future and that was all I wanted, a chance, with her

But money did. Fedora had once dreamed of a love story like the ones in the movies—one where she walked down the aisle with a man who cherished her, where she built a home filled with warmth and laughter. But dreams changed. She changed. Now, she dreamed of something bigger, something more meaningful. She dreamed of having more than enough—not just for herself, but for her family, for the people who needed someone to step in when the world turned its back on them.

* He had no idea of what was happening to him, he merely saw this girl, not more than twelve hours, and her presence was affecting him this much. * What is gonna happen these days? she's his Secretary which means they are mostly going to be together. The journey was a quiet one except that Maxwell never quit staring. And the lousy assistance wasn't with them. * The car came to a halt in front of the Novella hotel. The most luxurious motel in the city, it hosts only billionaires because normal people can't afford it. Emma couldn't stop herself, from admiring the place. She stared with a smile, the place was extraordinary. In fact what could be more satisfactory than walking beside the most ha

"Why also praise stories like that? Are there no other books that are of higher quality?" "Hahaha... that's why, you better read before commenting. It's like you've judged someone 100% bad even though you've only met them for a few days. That's an unfair judgment!" "I only caught what I saw!" "That means your thinking is shallow!" "All right... all right, so what's the point of the story?" "Why don't you just read it yourself?" "Just tell me!" "Hahaha...well, the point is about a man who is said to be the most desirable man, has a perfect life, yes everything. His goal is to conquer as many women as possible as a manifestation of his childhood trauma disorder."

Soon her talent paved the way for her looming success as she leaves her little mountain town with a scholarship to New York, With eager eyes and her half broken suitcase with the kind of hunger that doesn’t let you look back she runs to the big city never looking back. New York gave her everything she’s never dared herself to dream of, she worked hard and her hard work gave way for prestige, a name in fashion. She had to learn the hard way that chasing her dreams means she needs to learn how to muddle her way through the harsh reality of life.

DAVID'S POV CONT. "The truth is that you haven't lost your memory. This is just you living one life not a doubled life don't listen to whatever people say. Always remember that this is you and you alone not a doubled life okay." Stella nods her head obediently but then remembers her dream and frowns, "Why that frown what happened." "What of my constant nightmare everything looks so real and just recently I found a necklace that looks exactly like the one I saw in my dream today but the only problem is that i couldn't see their faces. What if the dream is real, what if..." " There is no what if here darling not every dream is real some are due to tiredness or overthinking okay. So enough of t