Novel & Cerita She Just Looks Like A Dream

I stopped dead as my breath caught. She looked stunning. The rich green made her hair shine like fire, the glittering fabric cupped every inch of her body. She looked like a dream I’d had ages ago. I blinked a few times and held out my arm. “Ready?” She took it. “As I’m going to be.”

Combined with the white dress that complemented her beauty, and that hair with a sparkling tiara, surrounded by all those roses, she looked like a Queen – a fairy queen who resides in the moon. My Luna – the lover of my soul and the ruler of my heart. Is she smiling at me? Me? Is she not putting up with it? Or is she pretending? He looked at her closely. She is smiling for real! He felt like flying and he wondered if he was dreaming all of it. I fainted like a fool and am currently dreaming, aren't I? But then he felt her warm breath by his ears. "Someone got a haircut at the last moment, it seems," he heard.

And the replica wore a wide, chilling smile. "Destroy them all," it whispered. ************ Snow woke up immediately, sweat trickling down her forehead. Her eyes bulged so wide it looked like they might pop out. She was panting heavily, her gaze full of fear and confusion. "What a dream," she muttered, shutting her eyes tightly, trying to calm herself down. Why the hell did she see someone who looked exactly like her? But her appearance was crazy—her hair was dark and dirty, mold dropping from it to the ground. Her eyes were hollow with dark circles under them, her lips wide and twisted, biting like no normal human.

“Glad it finally found the right owner.” I huffed a small laugh, glancing at my reflection before turning to her. “Well, you look stunning,” I said honestly. Her butterfly mini dress caught the light every time she moved, delicate and bold all at once,very her. Megan smiled. “Thank you.” For a second, it was quiet. Easy. Then I tilted my head slightly. “So… you and Cole?” Her expression shifted. She scrunched her nose. “We’re friends,” she said, a little too quickly.

" If I may ask, the woman you saw in your dreams, what did she look like?" " I assumed she looks similar to your Luna. Though her appearance may differ, it's not necessary that she resembles the person I saw in my dreams. Dreams are different from reality after all " " Just give me a description, I beg you " The priestess looks at me impatiently. However, I am still the king and her purpose was to serve the Moon Goddess and myself. " Short dark hair " Fuck! " And eyes? What colour are her eyes?" The Priestess ponders the question, it takes her a while before she responds. " Hazel "

I asked, "what?" She shrugged, "what?" I pushed her a bit playfully, "what's with the look idiot...?" "Umh... I don't know. I think I had a dream about you last night.. it was really stupid.." God, so now she even dreams about me, this is a good sign.. right? "Please do share babe.. can I hear.." She shook her head no, "It's stupid I told you.." I faked a frown, "alright.. I guess I'll just leave then..."

She can’t believe what she was seeing! the face of the tank was full of muscle but the looks of it, it was very look-alike to the person she was looking for curly hair and that drowsy eyes... that look... “its.. Yuuki”- Dessa

None of this can happen to him'. Jungkun was standing beside her and was staring at her. He leaned a little in front of her and murmured, 'How was the dream, baby'. He used his powers and manipulated her mind. He pulled her attention to him through a dream. She tied her loose hair and licked her dry lips. She went straight into the bathroom. The dream disturbed her and her heart sank to think what if her dream came true. She wore a pale pink casual dress that was covering her knees.

I imagined her standing up and pushing me back onto the couch. “My turn,” Dream Mila said with a mischievous smile. She had an aura around her that made her seem strong. It made sense why I felt like she could be my equal. She was incredibly alluring. Her rich, dark skin gleamed under the light as she stood above me. Her eyes, a deep shade of brown, held undeniable power that seemed to draw people in with just a glance.

"She has all her shit together. She's got a great job, a nice place and has made something out of herself." "And she's also working in a job that she's great at, but doesn't even come close to letting her live out her dreams." I bristled. "How do you know what her dreams are?" "I don't, but I know yours, and she reminds me of you more often than you can imagine. If I were to guess, I would say her dreams were to create art and sell it. Am I wrong?"