Novel American Dream Novels & Stories

As for my dad, I hoped that the demon inside him came out soon. Sitting on my bed on a Thursday morning, with my book in hand, I drifted off into space. I didn't go to school the last two days. Although Liam and Lily went to school, I didn't feel like it. Kelly had been helping me with her notes and even the details of what happened. She was just the best. Nevertheless, the dream I had about Ben telling me I killed him was still on my mind, not to talk of when he said his death was the beginning of others. It still scared me especially when I had no idea what he meant.

I watched as she dragged another chair out of the shadowy corner of the room and sat after dusting it off, now on the same eye level with me. “As you know, or probably not, I’m not fully American,” she began casually, crossing one leg over the other like we were discussing something trivial like the weather. “When I came to America, I was hoping for a better life because that was what I promised my family back at home. They borrowed money so I could live out the American dream. Failure wasn’t an option. I had to be successful.”

Lauren "I am Lauren, as I live in the present and create a future where all will remember me and my past will never bind me, as I am reborn" As you guys know in the first chapter of this novel I didn't specify any major things about Lauren's past life and maybe few people have noticed that Lauren never felt like an old MC, lol if he was Old he would have never gone around having sex with young female, I was planning this chapter for a long time and thought that this was the perfect time to release this chapter as he recently broke through the shackles of the mortal realm, and I also wanted to give Lauren this ability, what is the ability you might ask well I will let you guess that if you ar

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.

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

“The only thing that made me start living again was a dream I had. Not the nighttime kind of dream, but the dream that I wanted something more. I wanted to fall in love and have a family. Up until then, the only relationships I ever had were perverted, filled with bondage and whips, videotapes and pornography. It wasn’t until I went to Kansas that I found something strong enough to fight for, something worth changing my life for, something worth living for again. “When we first got together, you said you wanted an adventure. I thought about everything my money could buy that would give it to you. When your room was broken into, and I saw Demarco and Silvano in the hotel lobby, I was certain

"Well, people change. You like different things at different stages of your life." I stood silently off to the side. I, on the other hand, had never changed. I had always loathed classic literature. Though Naomi didn't open the box right away, I wasn't in any rush. I looked down at my hands and noticed they had become a little more transparent. Naomi felt like something was off, but she didn't dwell on it for too long. The next day came. Ever since Bella's passing, the Dudley residence had been without a mistress. Jared didn't care for Naomi or Bryson either, so he left the entire house to them.

I know its wrong Islamically, but a part of me does not want him to let go. "Thank God you are safe. "I thought I'd lost you to her," Ethan says as his breath fans my neck, sending a chill down my spine. "I'm not sure what happened in your dream, but everything is fine now," I say to his chest, feeling it vibrate with each word I say.Ethan does not say anything for a good minute; it’s like he is practically not here.