One Direction Dare To Dream Life As One Direction 소설 & 이야기

"I know you probably hate and don't want to see me right now and it's quite understandable. I won't complain if you decide to ignore me the rest of your life but would you please not ignore me right now" That voice sounded familiar,it sounded like the one he wanted to hear all this time but he was scared, scared to turn only to found out that it was his imagination, a dream and he didn't want to wake up from it. "I just wanted to figure myself up . I wanted to know what I really wanted but seeing you here, right now and like this I know what I want" "Serena"

There was no way Declan would even give us an audience without any legit reasons. That meant it was either I faced a man I didn't know and break a shaking news to him, or stayed with the bracelet forever. It was time to discuss what I had dreamt of doing my entire lie, but now, was too scared to see any joy in at all. If there was any joy in it at all. “I'm down let's do it," I said, my heart beating loudly, “let's go see my father.”

I remembered the night Chad carried me to the highest peak of the territory to watch the stars. I remembered Timothy's face as he clumsily set off fireworks for me all night on the day of my awakening ceremony when I was eighteen. The memories of loving others and being loved finally diluted the last bit of pain I felt in death. A warm and bright moonlight enveloped me. I heard the gentle voice of the Moon Goddess. "Go now. In your next life, you will be born into a loving, ordinary family, with loving parents, a healthy body, and a peaceful and happy life."

"Tracy didn't just fake her pregnancy. She also faked being the one who saved my life three years ago, impersonating Melanie the whole time. "She's also been using the Johnson family's name to bully and oppress others. This is all the evidence." Laura ignored Tracy's pale, shocked face and snatched the folder from Raymond. A short while later, she flung several documents at Tracy. The sharp edges on the paper left long, painful papercuts on her face. However, Tracy didn't dare to wipe away the blood that trickled through the cuts. Instead, she glanced anxiously at the documents and fell to her knees, begging for mercy.

“She’s a problem. And problems can be removed.” Celeste poured herself tea in the mansion’s lounge, scrolling idly through another headline. She couldn’t help it; the whole circus amused her. The public saw what they wanted to see. Darren as the brooding businessman, herself as the mysterious woman who could save him. A ready-made fairytale. “They’re not entirely wrong, are they?” Onaara’s voice came from the doorway, sharp as steel. Celeste arched her brow. “Oh, don’t start.”

It was the end of the road. Her dreams, her hopes were dashed and her life was going to be dictated for her by a rich billionaire whom she had only gotten to know more about through the internet. She felt like she was a dream, a terrible nightmare that she couldn't wait to wake up from. Soon, her vision turned blurry and narrowed, her stance swaying left and right. At last, she fainted, falling to the ground in a crumpled heap.

She whispered. Her mother just seemed to follow a pattern, and that is when she figured it out what she really was. Her mother was a death echo and nothing more. She had only ever seen one death echo before, and now her mother would be the second one. Sage felt like walking up the street seeing more of her dream. She wanted to try and remember what day it was. Following the sidewalk, Sage was happy in her dream, and she knew that it was going to be hard to leave. There was no death and only light and happiness that was good enough for her.

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 …

People believe false news so easily, trusting those edited videos, some of them stopped purchasing makeup products from their brand Dream Shade. "So you want my help to find these frauds?" Sung-ho asked when she finished talking. "I understand why you're not taking any help from the police. Looks like you got some big fishes after you. By the way, um, do you suspect someone from your company?" "No," Dea shook her head confidently. She was certain sure that her employees would never do something like that. "The companies of the makeup industry we're competing with.... I don't know, perhaps it were some people who have a rage against me."

She wants to continue living as Lee Umji, forgetting the sadness and sorrows in her life. And here I am now. Revealing the facts of Kim Hana's life. Answering daydreams before I have an accident regarding life, namely what is my purpose in living? ***