We Were Dreamers Novels & Stories

How are you, Myung-dae? Choi Dea cleared her throat, breaking the mutual stare with him. His voice was husky and pleasant, it sent another motion of tingle through her body. 'Why am I feeling like this? Myung-dae followed his gaze to her, then grinned again. He waved his hand to introduce her to him, "This is Miss Rachel Choi, the CEO of Dream Shade.... Before he could say anything more, Sung-ho stood up from his chair, never taking his eyes off her. He wanted to see her from more closer, as close as possible, he thought

It possible, oh, ooh, From the bottom to the top, We're sparking wild fires, Never quit and never stop, The rest of our lives, From the bottom to the top, We're sparking wild fires, Never quit and never stop, The rest of our lives, From the bottom to the top, We're sparking wild fires, Never quit and never stop, The rest of our lives, From the bottom to the top, We're sparking wild fires, Never quit and never stop, It's not until you fall that you fly, When your dreams come alive you're unstoppable, Take a shot, chase the sun, find the beautiful, We will glow in the dark, turning dust to gold, And we'll dream it possible, Possible, ooh, And we'll dream it possible," Dime and I sang Dream It

I say--a bit dreamily. But what a perfect dream. "Not exactly," says Darius. "You see, the dreams are not impossibilities. After I spent time with the dreamers, I began to understand what happened to the land. Before, I had thought of it in terms of an engineering problem. Something to be fixed that was wrong. But the dreamers are irrational. And so, sometimes, is our world." I imagine splashing around in this river. I have an impulse to just pull off my clothes and wade into it, letting every part of my body be completely engulfed in this wonderful freshness.

Liam look at her with teary eyes making her worried even more. " A-Anna... She's m-missing.. " Please refer to “WE WERE TOGETHER Book 2 of this book”for Anna and Harry story Its's COMPLETED too.. AND also please vote for mY BOOK🥰

"Whatever comes, we walk it together." "Always," she said. And I knew, with the certainty of bones and blood, that we were no longer just two broken warriors trying to outlast fate. We were the beginning of something. Of someone. The dream wasn't a dream. It was a prophecy. And I would burn down the world to see it come true. * Zeina *

It was a long day at work, a typical Monday; it seemed to drag on as the time passed slowly. Mitchell and I sat down together at lunch and spent the entire hour talking about our wives. Their crazy dreams and alter egos had us both believing that in some way they might actually be intertwined somehow. It had only been three days since we all had dinner at mine and Abby's house, but Veda had already had another dream. Mitchell wanted to confide in someone that wouldn't think that his wife was crazy so that only left me. Who else could he talk to, about her dreams, that wouldn't think that she was crazy? If I thought Veda was crazy, I would have to think the same about my Abby. Especially, sin

All they were concerned about was if I was okay. The dreams weren't immediately back in full swing. They hadn't exactly ceased completely before that incident, but they'd begun to taper down. Even after the incident, while they increased, they weren't too bad. But once again, the dreams were different in nature from the ones where I couldn't make out what Madeline was saying. I still couldn't make out what she was saying in these new dreams, but they were less traumatic. I'd dream of her painting peacefully on our pier as I watched, lost in adoration.

My virginity was gone. *** “Uggggg!” I gasped, opening my eyes. I was fully drenched in my sweat. I sat up quickly, looking around the room. Sidd wasn’t with me anymore, it was just a wet dream. A replay of an unfortunate one-night stand with a movie star. I touched the space on the bed beside me and smiled. I closed my eyes, ready to dive into the morning after the night. “Mommy! Mommy! “ the cheerful voice of Zeehan, my baby got me out of my reverie. He ran to me with open arms.

Christopher looked at me, unable to stop himself from shouting, "So, you've already been planning to leave from the start! You've thrown away more than a decade of our bond for vanity, Helena Kingsley. Don't you remember what we said in front of Mia?" I couldn't help but laugh, though as I laughed, my eyes filled with tears. Three years ago, I could have left them when they were starting their business. However, I chose to stay and quietly help them build up Lewis Group's business empire. Back then, the three of us each only had a cup of instant noodles on New Year's Eve. Even so, we were happy. When did everything start to change? "I didn't forget. It's you two who forgot first."

I took a deep breath and started walking the closer I got, the more nervous I got but I had to swallow it up. As I stood the altar, the elders told me to kneel before my people. "LUCAS ALDÉRIC, you kneel here before your people and goddess, are you ready to free your father of his title and take it upon yourself to cater for all the need of your pack, are you ready to be the judge, father, protector, lover, giver and leader of this pack" the leader of the elders spoke "Yes" I said with a deep breath "Are you prepared to be willing to put everyone here before yourself, to be as selfless as you can be"