Novels by danidream

I carefully whisk the batter in a large mixing bowl, ensuring that it becomes silky smooth and devoid of any lumps. As I dip my finger into the fluffy mixture and bring it to my mouth, the sweet, creamy goodness explodes on my tongue, evoking a smile that spreads across my face. At that moment, I realized how food really does soothe all of ones troubles.Setting the mixing bowl down on the countertop, I turn to the cabinet, rummaging through the cookware until I find the heavy frying pan. I pull it out and place it on the hot plate, allowing it to heat up properly. With a knife, I carefully slice off a generous piece of butter and set it aside, eagerly awaiting the moment the pan reaches the perfect temperature.Once the pan is hot enough, I drop the butter in, and it immediately sizzles and dances upon contact with the surface. The delightful aroma fills the kitchen as I swirl the melting butter around, ensuring the bottom of the pan is coated in a glossy sheen. Satisfied with its p

"Ugh, my head! Mia, I am going to kill you!" I exclaim, groaning as I press an ice pack to my forehead and slump onto the couch."Don't shout! I'm already feeling dead, so you can't even kill me!" Mia shouts, walking into the living room with her ice pack on her head, still in her pajamas, just like me.With a playful plop, she flops onto the couch, groaning dramatically before letting out a loud, exaggerated moan. "Mia, shut up please come on! You're killing both my ears, drums, and me! Now I feel dead!" I say, joining in on the groaning fest. Before long, we’re locked in a weird competition of who can groan the loudest."Well, I’m zombie dead!" Mia counters, a mischievous grin creeping across her face before it fades back to a wince of pain."Oh yeah? Well, I’m more than just a zombie dead!""You know how in those movies and games people kill zombies and they get a second death? Well, I’m the undead zombie!" I declare, pointing at myself with a goofy sense of triumph despite feeli

"We are going to be together, forever, Little doll face," A mans voice whispered, his cold breath brushing against my ear as he dragged me deeper into the cabin. The wooden beams creaked and groaned, and the fire crackled in the hearth, casting eerie shadows on the walls. I attempted to struggle, but my wrists and ankles were bound by rough rope, leaving me helpless.He unties the ropes given me a little surges of hope ,but it all fades away as he pulled me closer, the stench of decay and rot filled my nostrils, making my stomach churn. The man's eyes gleamed with a malevolent intensity, as he gives his signature smile , a smile so twisted and cruel I can't help but flinch. "You'll never escape me, Alexia," he hissed, his voice dripping with malice.I thrashed and kicked, desperate to break free, but The man's grip only tightened. He dragged me outside, the darkness of the woods enveloping us like a shroud. The trees loomed above, their branches creaking ominously in the wind.As w

"Don’t do this," Mia pleads, her voice urgent as she rushes toward me. She cradles my face in her tender hands, gently wiping away the tears that I hadn’t even realized were falling down my cheeks."I’m not doing anything," I murmur, my voice trembling and breaking at the end, as I struggle to say the words that I know are lies ."Then why are you crying?" she asks softly, drawing me closer so that my head rests against her warm chest, her heartbeat steady and calming, making me feel a bit better.I take a shaky breath, trying to gather my thoughts. "Well, you see, I decided to immerse myself in the movie I was watching, and it hit me hard. The scene was just so heartbreaking—I couldn’t help but cry," I confess, sniffling as I recall the sad moment when they scattered the ashes of the girl into the vast ocean. The name of the movie escapes me, but the sad story lingers in my mind: a girl trapped by a medical condition that forbade her from ever seeing sunlight, only to accidentally st

"I told you so," is the first thing she says when I finish telling her the whole story, which only dampens my already sour mood."Wow, no, I am so sorry for you ,girl.""Or I will always be there for you ,bestie.""Or I will kill those bastards ,I always knew men were scum." I say with a raised eyebrows, Mia is a very loyal person with strong opinions about a lot of things including my relationships,so I was expecting something more but all she does is shrug."Nope, the only thing I'm going to say is that I warned you there was something off about David and his sister," Mia replies, putting air quotes around the word "sister." I groan and take another spoonful of ice cream."First of all, you were the one who introduced me to him, so if there is anyone to blame, it's you, "I say, pointing at Mia which earns me a glare from her and a pillow tossed at me, almost knocking the bucket of ice creams out of my lap."Hey, stop that! Secondly, he said she was his stepsister, or sister—I don

" I am glad you have come to the right choice," Mr Gregory says, his creepy smile getting wider every second I stare into his evil eyes. "I am too, " I say, standing up; he relaxes on his chair, spreading his legs, waiting for something that I know will never happen instead of doing anything he thinks I was planning on doing. I pick up his mug full of coffee , hoping it's scalding hot, the feel of the warm mug makes me smile as I dump the contents on his head . "How dare you?" he bellows in anger after he realizes what I just did. "Did you really think I was going to sleep with you " "What a joke " "You are a dirty pig, and I would rather be homeless than be with you, you perverted asshole, " I say, throwing his mug at him , watching with satisfaction as it hits his head, breaking on the floor . "You fucking bitch , how dare you, you think you can get away with this, you are just an ugly whore that will never make it in this industry, no matter how hard you try," he said