What Dreams Are Made Of Song Lyrics

Si Elara Renoir ay isang babaeng matagal nang nangarap ng tunay na pag-ibig. Isang lalaking mamahalin siya sa mundong puno ng panlilinlang. Syempre, hindi mawawala sa kanyang listahan ang gwapo, mabango, at mayamang lalaki. “Aminin na natin,” aniya, “hindi ka mabubuhay sa mundong ito kung hindi ka magiging praktikal.” Hindi siya sakim o gold digger. Gusto lang niyang matiyak na ang buhay at pamilyang bubuuin niya ay magiging maayos at maginhawa. Naranasan na niya ang hirap at ayaw na niyang bumalik doon. Then Rhett Alaric came into the picture. Years ago, she saw him on a magazine cover. Young CEO, perfectly tailored suit, handsome and composed. His gaze was sharp yet calm. From that moment, he became her ideal man, someone she thought she’d only admire from afar. But fate had other plans. One quiet afternoon in a coffee shop, she looked up and there he was. The same man from that magazine, real and breathtaking. For a moment, she could only stare, realizing the man she once dreamed of was standing right in front of her. Ngunit sa pinakanakakahiya pang pagkakataon ito nangyari. Hindi man lang tulad ng mga teleserye moments na may slow motion at background music. Sa pagmamadali niyang maibigay ang kape, hindi niya namalayang natapunan niya ito ng mainit na kape—at sa mamahaling suit pa talaga nito bumagsak ang lahat! Gulat. Pagkapahiya. Kaba. At oo, may halong kilig rin. Ngunit nang magtama ang kanilang mga mata, malamig. Matapang. He wasn’t just a man in a suit—he was the man everyone feared to disappoint. At sa oras na iyon, alam ni Elara na hindi lang kape ang natapon niya, kundi pati ang unang impresyon niya sa lalaking matagal na niyang pinapangarap.

In their four years of marriage, Ethan Sterling had always refused to visit any romantic couple destinations with his wife, Pearl Whitmore. He said she was shallow and just chasing trends. However, when his first love came back from overseas, he could not wait to take her up the legendary mountain where it was said couples who climbed it successfully would grow old together. Pearl divorced him and moved abroad. However, Ethan followed her to the new country, sobbing as he searched for her in the ruins...

The nanny, Polly Jackson, pushes me down the stairs when I'm seven months pregnant. I suffer from major blood loss and go into premature labor. Before I can question her about it, Zachary Campbell brushes me off with a lame excuse. "Polly didn't mean it. You and the baby are fine, so don't be so petty about this." I get out of bed to move around. I'm at the bathroom door when I hear Zachary and Polly's conversation. "Are you sure that wretch can stay alive, Zachary? Switching it out won't be that easy if it dies." "Don't worry about whether Daisy Jameson's baby can live, Mom. Either way, mine and Danielle's child will be the Campbell family's sole heir." I pretend I've never heard this and raise my son for 18 years. During a banquet held in honor of a share ownership transfer, Polly suddenly shows up with my mentally impaired daughter. She cries, "Mason is my grandson! It's high time he's returned to his rightful place after being raised by the wrong family for so long!" I'm unfazed. I even laugh at her words. "Fine, then!"

Bring something found. Find something lost. The paradise island of Foxgrove hides a secret. It is said that a fox deity lives in the island's tallest mountain, Mt. Kitsune. At the foot of the mountain is an inn where, according to legends, one can find what they have lost if they trade something they have found, as long as the fox is pleased. Vivi is the granddaughter of the owner of the Chocolate Kiss Inn. She returns to the island with her little sister in order to help her grandmother manage their family business, when her peaceful life is suddenly disturbed by the arrival of a VIP guest. Leo, the VIP of Cottage 2, is a popular idol at the peak of his career. He visits the island to spend his vacation there and ends up getting close to Vivi. In truth, he is there in search of something. Will they ever find what they are looking for? Or will they find something equally worthwhile?

My wife and I slept in separate beds for over three years. Then on our wedding anniversary, she suddenly tried to win me over. She climbed into my bed and pulled out all the stops, trying to get me to sleep with her. I stayed calm and collected. When our son started crying, I used it as an excuse to escape to his room, where I stayed all night. Vivian Hartley spent the entire night knocking on the door. The next morning, she acted sweet and gentle, graciously making me breakfast as if nothing had happened. She even tried to hand over her salary card. When my mother-in-law heard about this, she exploded at her daughter. "You pathetic fool! People need some self-respect! If you can't stand up for yourself, just get a divorce already!" Yet Vivian claimed her feelings for me ran so deep that the heavens themselves could vouch for her sincerity. She even defied her own mother. Our relatives and friends looked at us with envy. But my son and I continued to give her the cold shoulder. Finally, Vivian turned to social media for help. "Three years ago, I was busy with work. My husband and I had completely different schedules. I was afraid it would affect my performance at work, so I suggested we sleep in separate rooms. "Now our child is older, and I've swallowed my pride to try to fix things, but my husband won't even touch me." Someone in the comments gave her some advice: install hidden cameras around the house. "We can't just take your word for it. Record everything so we can see what's really going on. Plus, if things actually end in divorce, at least you'll have built up your social media following. It won't be a total loss." Vivian had no idea I was watching from among her followers.

Conrad Walter, a young man who dreams of having a culinary career. He pursues his dream by moving from his hometown, Philadelphia to New York, where the top and best culinary schools are. Before moving to New York, his best friend, Jaiden confronts her feelings towards him and kisses Conrad the night before she leaves for Paris. With each day passing by, Conrad thinks about her and wishes for her to come back. During his stay in New York, things weren’t looking great as he hoped. He meets his roommate, Alfred, who attends the same culinary school as well. He gets to attend his dream culinary school and meets Olivia. The three of them help each other to overcome their challenges in culinary school. As their friendship develops, Olivia and Conrad fall in love with each other. Falling in love with two women, Conrad has to choose between them without hurting one of them.

In my seventh year of dating Elliot Sheppard, he pulls every string to save the exiled daughter of his imprisoned mentor—Margot Fairgrave—and gives her a wedding that makes headlines. "Professor Fairgrave was my guiding light and a man of integrity, who'd never yield to corruption. I owe it to him to protect his daughter," he declares. The Sheppard family, with their billion-dollar empire and strict family rules, will never accept a daughter-in-law like Margot. So, to secure her place, he demands that our son call her "Mom" and tells the world that I am just the nanny. He promises. "Just wait. Once I collect enough evidence to prove that Professor Fairgrave was framed, I'll return everything to the way it was." For three years, I waited and watched their picture-perfect family of three. My son no longer knows me as his mother, yet I remain their lowly nanny. Since I can't possibly wait forever, I've decided to stop waiting.

I don't know how it happened. One minute I'm living an extremely lonely life and all it takes is getting lost to change all of that. But, change is good, right? Yeah, if you take the fact that I was entrusted with the most adorable little girl as good. Throw in a reunion with a twin brother that I haven't seen in years and a gang of bad boys to the pile and all is peachy keen. As complicated as it seems, there's more. Now, I have to keep a certain mystery boy away from me for my own sake. I have to deal with a brother that thinks these bad boys are his new best friends. And on top of all of that, someone's after me. Forget the fact that this is senior year. Why can't I just be Khloe Mason, an uncoordinated mess of fandoms. Now, I'm The Bad Boy's...What?

After the plane crash, my body was never recovered. My soul drifted back to the home I hadn't stepped foot in for five years. They didn't know I was dead. They were still waiting for me to come home for Christmas. When my mom got the call from the airline, she froze for a long time, completely at a loss, before breaking down in tears. I followed them as they went to the memorial crash site. That was when I noticed something strange—I could see their levels of regret hovering above their heads. My brother's regret level read: 40%. My father's showed: 60%. Even my sister-in-law had 30% over her head. But my mother's regret level? It flashed a cold, unchanging 0%.

My best friend's brother and I have been dating for half a year, and she has no clue. My best friend drags me out on Christmas for a singles' night out. Unexpectedly, we see her brother, Chris Lambert, holding hands and kissing a girl under the fireworks. "Damn, Chris finally got the school belle!" She looks thrilled and pulls me forward to say hi. Chris awkwardly rubs his nose and introduces me to his girlfriend, "This is my sister, and the one beside her is… sort of like my sister too." I smile silently. We have held hands and kissed, yet now, I am just sort of like his sister.