Years Of A Million Dreams Novels & Stories

She grinned at her perky aunt. “Oh yeah!” Millie had a smirk on her thin lips. “And what about you, little Geri Cherry, when are you going to get it through your pretty head that you’re wasting away chasing your smoke-filled dreams? Find yourself a millionaire before that hot body of yours goes all the way downhill.” “That what you did, Auntie dear? I didn’t know Randall Rogan was a millionaire back then.”

It was such a pity that the polices didn't find the car's owner yet, since many months had passed When Dong-hyun heard the sound of opening the door, he slowly tilted his head to her Just seeing his kind face, Dea tried to fight back the threatening tears and stood there motionless. God, it had been a year since she left this house, her childhood home. Sometimes she visited him well, but it was hard for her. She didn't know what to do when her own family was ignoring her; her stepmother Chun-ja and her younger sister Joo-eun

Lola scoffed. “Where do I even begin explaining how much of a failure I turned out to be” “What do you mean? You’re still very young.” “Still….” “It’s fine if you don’t wanna talk about it.” “That’s not it…I saw a ring on Diane’s finger and I’ve just been feeling like I’m wasting my life. No husband, not job, I’ll probably get evicted from my house soon. I’m tired.” “I believe you’re doing the best you can, you’re still young. The road is just beginning so I’m sure you’ll find your footing soon.”

She sings and sings, putting all her emotions into the song and making each line of the song be well understood by her dad, not that he can't understand but rather, she wants to make every word in the lyric tell her dad all that she feels and more. 'Cause every night I lie in bed... The brightest colors fill my head... A million dreams... Are keeping me awake...... I think of what the world could be. A vision of the one I see... A million dreams... Is all it's gonna take... A million dreams for the world we gonna make................

Lea said as I jerked. "I'm really sorry. I don't understand why I keep on having these dreams about someone I've never met." I freaked out as Lea held my hand. "It's okay Charlie. Just breathe." Lea said as I nodded, copying her motion as I breathed. I felt better doing this before I breathed out and stared into her eyes. "How long have you been having these dreams?" Lea asked as I closed my eyes. "Twenty seven years by next week." I said as Lea gasped.

Massaging the back of his neck, he stuttered, “I thought… Emy…. Never mind….” “You have been waiting for very long, haven’t you?” “You have no idea girl, you have no idea….” He licked his chapped lips and his eyes glazed over, “I have been having these recurring dreams for five years and I always wake up thinking that the woman from my dreams would just appear one day…. I know this sounds crazy but that is how I feel….” His voice grew choked towards the end. I took his hand in mine and stated, “I think it is time to put an end to your suffering, you just need to come with me…..”

Most of my friends went off to college and what not, except for one friend, Dustin Jacobs. Dustin and I have been friends since we were 8 years old. He grew up only a few houses down and we knew from the first day we met that we would be friends and stick together. My mother had thought we would drift apart because boys were so different from girls growing up, but not us. We were kindred spirits. I am falling in love with my best friend, and he is engaged to be married in only a few months. On top of that, I am losing my store. The property owner upped the rent six months ago and I have been trying to get caught up with all of the new expenses and seem to be finding myself in a bigger hole.

You’re going to achieve incredible things. After a brief pause, Millie spoke again. I’ve been thinking, Michelle. About New York and my future. I used to say I wanted to go to California, but now I’m considering staying here. I think New York might be where I need to pursue my dreams. Michelle's heart skipped a beat. The idea of Millie staying in New York was unexpected, yet it felt right. Millie had always been unsure of where she belonged, but the opportunity at Rosetti Designs made New York a promising place to be.

“Mum’s death was difficult for me too, Dad, but you don’t see me acting like you. I try so hard to cater for myself. You know I want to go to school, have a career and get married for love, but here you are selling me to some billionaire who is rumoured to have deep roots in the Mafia,” my voice cracked. I was deeply hurt and heartbroken. What was this going to mean for me, the end of my dreams? All my aspirations have gone down the drain. I was going to be a common slave to a ruthless billionaire. “Beth please, you have to calm down. It’s just for a year “ his eyes held mine

he began, his voice cool and detached, a contrast to his earlier pronouncements. “This is not what it seems.” My stomach tightened. Deep down, I had known. “This is a contract marriage,” he stated, his eyes fixed on mine. “A temporary arrangement. You will play the role of my wife and the mother of my child, for exactly one year. After that, you will leave. Without the child.” My blood ran cold. Leave? Leave my child? “In return,” he continued, as if discussing the weather, “you will receive a substantial sum – $100 million – to kickstart your career. I will also purchase a house for you in New York, a place where you can begin your new life, unburdened.”