#1 in Adventure in 22.10.2016 Live the life of a boy named David John Williams. David John Williams never had visions and dreams before. After meeting few people in his life, he is exposed to Visions. In some point in life, he feels that the dreams are coming true. The mysterious adventure of a boy who takes a leap of faith to find the truth that has been hidden from his eyes. The adventures take's you a step forward to the craving hearts of people and their desires.... The story brings you to a road of decision that person finds in the mystery of Life.... "Dreams And Visions are Part of The Life that Goes as We Never Expected" Note - The story contains Mystery, Horror, Adventure, Love and Tragedy........ Reader's Reviews VishwaBhatt7 - It was amazing story, thank you for inspiring... Chint78 - Rating : 9.5 out of 10. It was a really FANTASTIC story I ever read!!! It really makes me cry! Antariksha1 - I was speechless in the beginning and I am at the end. It brought tears.... Mahesh01 - The story is pretty good... never expected climax... ShantanuSharma846 - i found ur novel really amazing with a superb climax. Sonalilit2001 - WOW I mean this book made me rethink my whole life and existence! Rajadesing - Fully not expected.!! Really it was a great story i have ever read..!! Reubenzzz - Wow. It was a worth waiting story. It is really fabulous Abartaria - Wonderful , Amazing , Awesome , Unbelievable , Fabulous..... Aishu5010 - Oh my God this was mesmerizingly mesmerizing... Hari1618 - The best Novel that impressed me very much at the starting as well as ending Valli57 - the ending was unexpected and the way the entire story turned made it real.. It's fab.... Mounikaingeetipati - Its the best novel i had ever read. Amazing thought and imagination..... AnushiKedia - Amazing book... All the characters and the scenes in this novel appeared so real...

And it was at that age ... Poetry arrived in search of me. I don't know, I don't know where it came from, from winter or a river. I don't know how or when, no they were not voices, they were not words, nor silence, but from a street I was summoned, from the branches of night, abruptly from the others, among violent fires or returning alone, there I was without a face and it touched me. By- Pablu Neruda