Eve is a dreamwalker-someone who plays the part of others (anyone other than the dreamer) in people's dreams. It's an interesting job, allows her to work alongside her friends, and even provides free food and lodging. The only problem is... she's not very good at it. Eve is far too softhearted to watch people go through chilling nightmares, and she can't seem to follow the advice of her community elder, Kimishi, to try to give up her own personality as much as possible. But somehow Eve manages to cope with all of this-until one day she makes the biggest mistake possible for a dreamwalker. Such mistake must be punished, and soon Eve finds herself stuck with the worst fate possible-to live forever in a never-ending dream. As Eve is forced to deal with the horrors of her eternal nightmare, she realizes one thing: That there is no "just a dream"... when you are the dream.

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Everything used to be so normal, I liked it. When I moved HERE, I had some of the best times of my life. Untill... I never knew why things went so badly, but I'm pretty sure its all my fault...after all; I'm the one drenched in someone elses blood. (A Higurshi Fan Fiction! Though it doesent matter at all weather you have seen/read the anime/manga or not...)

Hyori is a social outcast in school due to her arrogant and proud personality. Hyori had already adapted to her isolated high school life...until a new girl, Bom takes the vacant seat next to Hyori. Enjoy the story of true friendship and inevitable love between the four friends: Hyori, Bom, Jung-woo, and Gin.

"No you didn't.." I uttered in my warning tone and in my warning look. "Yes I did." Using his free hand he held mine that was still pulling his other arm. He faced me. Oh gosh. I felt my cheeks burn and I just wanted the ground to open up & swallow me whole right this instant. >//< "The things you wanna do before you lose the big V." He grinned.

There's only one victor in the game that Rue is chosen to play. And when the odds never seem to be in your favor, sometimes the only option for a sweet, tiny girl is to show that even the littlest of flowers can have thorns. This is a hunger games fanfiction. The idea of this book is not my own; for the original book, read The Hunger Games. (By Suzanne Collins).