Novel & Cerita Pretty Rhythm: Aurora Dream

She was kind and strict at the same time, she never gave him a chance to avoid his lessons, but also was very passionate and kindhearted to him As soon as the moment Sung-ho placed his feet at the entrance of the strip club with behind his bodyguard, the men whom he came here for, knew that he had come as they could feel his presence.In the middle of the large room, Elrod was massaging a brunette's bare thighs with his left hand, another one was holding a glass of pink champagne. The stripper started to hovering all over his body and moving her hips as her work with a song named 'Bandz a Make Her Dance'. Elrod groaned with pleasure and shook his head by the rhythm of the song, then took a lo

After a long, uncomfortable silence, in which the good doctor never once looked my way, I cleared my throat in an exaggerated manner. “How long have you had this reoccurring dream?” the slender, middle aged doctor asked with a patient smile. I studied the platinum blonde opposite me for a considerable length of time before answering. Noting, for the first time, how the woman’s brown eyes reflected a similar light to the man in my dreams, I wondered if that’s where I got the inspiration to add that trait to him. “They started shortly after I started seeing you,” I replied. “Why, that was months ago,” the doctor said with surprise.

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.

Despair settled deep in my chest—I could already see the miserable fate awaiting me. Then, suddenly, I heard Levi's voice. He appeared behind me and cut through the ropes with a swift stroke. While grabbing my hand, he pulled me out of the nightmare. When I turned back, the Grant family estate was in ruins, overtaken by wild grass and blooming flowers. I held onto Levi tightly, feeling as though all the misfortune and suffering that had plagued me had finally disappeared. That night, I slept soundly for the first time in a long while. …

She turned and walked back into the garden. She stood there for a long time, alone. The Cooper family's garden was filled with roses, all personally planted by Steven for her. The summer night breeze carried the scent of roses. It should have felt refreshing, but Lucy only felt a deep, unbearable cold. She took out her phone and called her best friend, Camille Reinhart. "Camille, help me arrange an accident at sea." Camille's voice sharpened. "What happened? Why are you suddenly saying this?"

My mind swam with the possibilities, but unless I was willing to sync to the public domain and use a search engine, I wasn't going to come up with any answers so long as the sun was still up. Figuring that I'd already cheated for the week, I opted to do another two lines of boost and hit the sack. The purple went down smooth and the rush was so intense that I white knuckled the blanket on my bed until the waves of electricity stopped rolling under my skin. Plugging back into my modem, I tried to leave any thoughts of the senator and his intruder behind. Paige, initiate dream sync. See you in a minute.

he smiled softly and pecked my cheek. I blushed and walked out of the office. I walked back to my desk and continued with my work. "What's that smile on your face? Mr. Troy signed it right?" Rina giggled. We are kinda of close in the office and she's Japanese. I'm Chinese American but, I look a lot American while Aurora, she's purely American. "Well, he did." "Really? How?" "My friend Aurora did. It's kinda of a long story," "Your friend Aurora is just as slutty as you. Maybe, she offered him her pussy," Henrietta said. I hate her so much.

It somehow prominently murkiness with absolute simplicity; the nasty brown seamlessly melting into the dried dead trees and rocks. But today it was moist and depressing, and a light gray mist hung over the faraway lake like a veil. The only sound to break the eerie silence was the slow methodical beat of their wings, as a lone black eagle passed, and unseen, overhead. The sunset threatening to dip behind the horizon, drenching a stiff storm of colors that were heaved over the sky with terrible passion. The fading blue and oranges fought the blackness, shoving it away with arms. It shone on the lake below, glowing in its deep depths.

JON'S POV: 11:30 PM The music is thumping through the floorboards of Cali's house, bass vibrating like a second heartbeat. Colored lights flash over grinning faces, the air thick with teenage laughter, sugar, and soda fizz. Somewhere, someone is trying to do a TikTok dance in a corner. Someone else is DJing off a cracked phone and a Bluetooth speaker. And amidst it all, there she is. Aurora. She’s by the snack table, lit faintly by purple LED lights, her deep purple mesh-sleeved dress hugging her figure like it was stitched from shadows.

The last message was still the one he sent that morning about how he was going to get her sandwiches. Gayle didn't reply. He tapped on his phone and sent the photo of the aurora. [Gayle, I just finished work, so I came to see the aurora. Get well soon. I'll bring you here next time.] The photo loaded for a while before sending. But then, nothing else happened. There was no immediate reply like before. No string of excited messages like [Wow!] or [Amazing! It's so dreamy! I would like to visit too!]