The Palace Of Dreams นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Lady Victoria's eyes snapped open, her chest heaving as she jolted upright in bed. Beads of perspiration dotted her forehead as she tried to calm her racing heart. It had been a dream—a vivid and unsettling dream that had shaken her to her core. In her dream, she found herself standing in the opulent corridors of the palace, the very heart of Alpha Caleb's kingdom. But something was amiss. Darkness hung in the air, and an eerie silence pervaded the once bustling halls. Lady Victoria's steps echoed through the deserted corridors as she cautiously explored the abandoned palace.

I reasoned that whatever happened after that was OK and that I would cross the bridge when I get there. It's like I have been going into the middle of the sun because of the light beam. They weren't enough because my eyes itched. I don't know how long I will stay closing my eyes, but when I do open my eyes again, a huge palace welcomes me. These are dwarfed tenfold by the palace of the Crimson Black Pack. Many of the things inside are even beyond my understanding. I didn't look though, because I needed to find Serena first. However, the brightness of this palace was its most appealing feature. more brilliant than the palace I once was a thousand times. The palace's numerous circles and other

She instantly wondered why she had that dream and why she had called the person in the dream her father. were they related? Eden wondered if they were connected. As her vision adjusted, she realized she was lying on a comfortable bed in a serene room adorned with delicate floral patterns and soothing colors. It was a place she had never seen before. The room around her was lavish and ornate, with gold-plated furniture adorning the walls and sparkling jewels set into the ceiling. The bed was a plush, four-poster canopy bed with the softest sheets she had ever felt. As Eden looked around, she saw that the room was on the top floor of a grand palace, and when she looked out the window she could

He was also Maya’s. The journey continued through winding paths, past mountains and rivers, until finally, the trees parted. Ayla leaned forward. Her breath caught in her throat. The palace stood tall and proud, glowing beneath the afternoon sun. The Dominion Lunaris Palace. It was nothing like she had imagined. Towering spires rose toward the sky, topped in gold that sparkled like fire. The road was lined with tall trees whose branches formed a green archway overhead. Thousands of flowers bloomed on either side, their fragrance filling the air like a promise.

Then quickly an evil smirk grows on his face, he parts his lips to speak but then someone calls him out from behind, “Colin! Come on in!” “If a weak human like you is starting to work here as a maid then I must try to stay at home all the time -” with a wink in her direction and Colin makes his way out of the palace, sitting in his lavish car. The door remains open and when he went away, she can’t help but to stare inside. The insides of the palace almost seem like a dream. In her mind, she thinks of talking to her mother, asking for her permission relating to this position. She is well aware of the fact that her mother is going to refuse this decision of yours but at the same time, consider

Although Edgar didn't know what Hunter had promised Fritz, Edgar tried to remain calm. He wasn't going to stay undercover forever. Besides, the police and Desmond's security forces would soon arrive. Edgar only needed to find Elissa. Edgar watched every shape of the building. The building before him was a fairytale palace with towering towers and still black bricks. The structure was dominated by Greek architecture. Or even all of them had Greek flavor. Only one is not—the two date palms planted before the palace gate. According to Edgar, Fritz seemed to want to combine the two concepts of the princess kidnapped by the dragon and the princess from Aladdin's fairy tale.

The Lady's white house is somewhere in this beautiful city, and my dark-haired sister is somewhere behind me on the northern roads. The wedding is nineteen days away, and the dark moon is coming with it. Most frightening of all, something ancient is awake beneath the dome at the center of the palace. Something that knows my name. I should not be able to sleep, but I sleep like the dead. ********* I dream of the white hall. The moonlight spreads across the ground. I've seen pieces of this place in my dreams since my eighteenth birthday, but tonight is different. Tonight, the hall is complete, and I am standing in the middle of it.

The thing that catches my attention the most is the big hedge of roses in the distance, stretching around the palace like a makeshift fence. I start to feel a little lighter. The Kingdom looks beautiful. From what I’ve seen, the Vampires out front have red eyes. Which means that the man in my dream might not even be real. He might just be a face that my mind invented. Maybe I’m overreacting.

Not even the way the palace looked when we first arrived, like something carved out of a dream. It’s bigger than I imagined. Bigger than any storybook or whispered rumor ever prepared me for. The gates alone were taller than the clocktower in the city square, with curling golden designs etched into black iron. Inside, the palace grounds stretch endlessly, stone paths twisting through fountains and flower gardens, white swans floating in glittering pools, walls climbing high into the sky like they’re trying to touch the moon.

That sight haunted my dreams, and each time, it was as vivid as I remembered it. It weighed on my mind until the extent that the Palace seemed so suffocating. “I just want to go out for a drive.” I told my driver. We drove out, and I looked out the window, watching the buildings rush past; people doing various things, “You seem troubled, ma'am.” He observed, and I looked at him. “I'm just trying to feel better. I've been having some dreams lately. They're not exactly pretty.” I said, looking back at the window.