overview to the novel clouded dreams
i have written this novel as 2 views that of lilly carson and also that of daniel manson . the story starts of with lilly and then crosses over to daniel and does so over the first few chapters to better understand both sides .
the story ....
lilly at the tender age of 19 falls in love with an extremely handsome and loving man and after an intense night of passion she awakes to find herself alone . confused and hurt she is left with no answers but a mere letter from daniel saying that he is unable to see her for awhile and that she should not look for him . although she experiences an extreme connection to daniel lilly does not try to look for him as she had a strong feeling that she shouldn't. daniel has a secret he cannot share with her as he was cursed by a gypsy to serve 3 years of extreme emotional torment for his recklessness in his earlier years . he is allowed to return to lilly after he has endured his sentence but he is not allowed to return to her as himself . he must make her beleive he his daniel in order to break the curse so that he can spend the rest of his life with her or else he will loose her forever . would there connection be strong enough to make lilly beleive ?
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clouded dreams introduction (novel)
CLOUDED DREAMS
Introduction
It seems so long ago that I held a man in my arms and embraced his every manliness that makes your heart beat a thousand miles an hour, the physical delightfulness that makes you want to loose control of yourself mind body and soul.
It’s been 3 years since I’ve been close to a man , I just don’t think I could handle being hurt again , I don’t know if I could trust again . How do you recover from a man who takes away your innocence and your every willingness to love and trust him, and then just simply vanish.
Who knew that falling in love would be so painful? I was 19 and I thought that it was time, I thought it was right, well at least that’s what Daniel Manson made me believe, he had a way with words that made me trust him, he made me want to love him he made me want to loose myself with him, he made me believe he wanted to be with me and love me as much as I did him.
I had let my guard down and gave into my desires for him. The love we made that night was sensual, romantic, and desirable, his tender touch, his lips against my skin, his body between my legs his every move sent a surge of desire through my veins. That night he was my addiction, my every desire my every want.
His passion was so intoxicating I shook in his arms , we lay there still gazing into each others eyes , he told me that he wanted to be with me always and that he loved me .we fell asleep in each others arms I had felt safe with him .
When the morning came I had awaken to an empty bed, he had gone and left a note, it sat on the pillow were he had slept. His side of the bed was cold. He had to have been gone awhile. His pillow was still strong with his masculine odour I leaned in towards his pillow to smell his scent once more as I picked the yellow piece of paper and opened it, before I started to read I thought it was just to say sorry had to go, love you catch you later, that kind of letter. But as I started to read my heart shattered like glass, splitting up into a thousand pieces.
Lilly,
I know that you love me dearly , but I need you to know that I can’t be with you for awhile, I urge you not to look for me as I cannot give you the answers that you need. I am sorry. I meant that I said last night, please remember that always.
Signed Daniel
As tears rolled down my face and dripped onto the paper, I felt hurt, confused and broken. I didn’t understand. I knew he loved me as much as I loved him, I felt it within him with every touch every kiss and with every word he spoke. Why was this happening? If Daniel loved me and wanted to be with me why wasn’t he here with me now? Why couldn’t I look for him and why couldn’t he give me any answers?
That was 3 years ago, I still love him. Since then I have cried myself a billion tears .There is still apart of me that longed for his touch even if for just one more night. I had never tried to look for him, and even with the amount of confusion and hurt I had felt, deep down for whatever reason I knew I shouldn’t. I still felt a connection to Daniel that I could not explain which made it impossible to get over him and move on. It was like he was in my every thought and he felt my every pain.
I still remember his touch; it was like silk apon a bed of rose pedals. Indulgent and delightful. I knew it was crazy to still want him so badly. Just the thought of him made me weak at the knees. I sit alone in my apartment with my legs over the sofa’s armrest as I secretly still confess my love for him. I feel it’s crazy and I know I need to move on but the question is can I forget Daniel and find love with someone else. I cannot seem to get out of my mind his letter , I keep getting this feeling to wait for him , but I had to try to get myself together and realise that he may not be coming back , and maybe he wasn’t connected to as I was connected to him , I don’t know maybe I’m just dreaming . Was it time to get into reality and wake-up to myself? As I stood up and walked to the window I feel my throat starting to tense and my eyes start to fill will tears , I see a couple cuddling under the tree across the street and I realise that getting over my love for Daniel is going to be the hardest thing I have ever had to do.
Introduction
It seems so long ago that I held a man in my arms and embraced his every manliness that makes your heart beat a thousand miles an hour, the physical delightfulness that makes you want to loose control of yourself mind body and soul.
It’s been 3 years since I’ve been close to a man , I just don’t think I could handle being hurt again , I don’t know if I could trust again . How do you recover from a man who takes away your innocence and your every willingness to love and trust him, and then just simply vanish.
Who knew that falling in love would be so painful? I was 19 and I thought that it was time, I thought it was right, well at least that’s what Daniel Manson made me believe, he had a way with words that made me trust him, he made me want to love him he made me want to loose myself with him, he made me believe he wanted to be with me and love me as much as I did him.
I had let my guard down and gave into my desires for him. The love we made that night was sensual, romantic, and desirable, his tender touch, his lips against my skin, his body between my legs his every move sent a surge of desire through my veins. That night he was my addiction, my every desire my every want.
His passion was so intoxicating I shook in his arms , we lay there still gazing into each others eyes , he told me that he wanted to be with me always and that he loved me .we fell asleep in each others arms I had felt safe with him .
When the morning came I had awaken to an empty bed, he had gone and left a note, it sat on the pillow were he had slept. His side of the bed was cold. He had to have been gone awhile. His pillow was still strong with his masculine odour I leaned in towards his pillow to smell his scent once more as I picked the yellow piece of paper and opened it, before I started to read I thought it was just to say sorry had to go, love you catch you later, that kind of letter. But as I started to read my heart shattered like glass, splitting up into a thousand pieces.
Lilly,
I know that you love me dearly , but I need you to know that I can’t be with you for awhile, I urge you not to look for me as I cannot give you the answers that you need. I am sorry. I meant that I said last night, please remember that always.
Signed Daniel
As tears rolled down my face and dripped onto the paper, I felt hurt, confused and broken. I didn’t understand. I knew he loved me as much as I loved him, I felt it within him with every touch every kiss and with every word he spoke. Why was this happening? If Daniel loved me and wanted to be with me why wasn’t he here with me now? Why couldn’t I look for him and why couldn’t he give me any answers?
That was 3 years ago, I still love him. Since then I have cried myself a billion tears .There is still apart of me that longed for his touch even if for just one more night. I had never tried to look for him, and even with the amount of confusion and hurt I had felt, deep down for whatever reason I knew I shouldn’t. I still felt a connection to Daniel that I could not explain which made it impossible to get over him and move on. It was like he was in my every thought and he felt my every pain.
I still remember his touch; it was like silk apon a bed of rose pedals. Indulgent and delightful. I knew it was crazy to still want him so badly. Just the thought of him made me weak at the knees. I sit alone in my apartment with my legs over the sofa’s armrest as I secretly still confess my love for him. I feel it’s crazy and I know I need to move on but the question is can I forget Daniel and find love with someone else. I cannot seem to get out of my mind his letter , I keep getting this feeling to wait for him , but I had to try to get myself together and realise that he may not be coming back , and maybe he wasn’t connected to as I was connected to him , I don’t know maybe I’m just dreaming . Was it time to get into reality and wake-up to myself? As I stood up and walked to the window I feel my throat starting to tense and my eyes start to fill will tears , I see a couple cuddling under the tree across the street and I realise that getting over my love for Daniel is going to be the hardest thing I have ever had to do.
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