Hannah Rutherford had a dream one night, and that dream felt like a lifetime. She met many people that she still believes to be real, especially one certain person.In this certain dream, she met a boy, named Lewis Brindley. Now, it's been five years since that dream, and Hannah is certain that Lewis is real, despite what everyone says. She is determined to find him, the one and only man she will ever love, whether he is real or fake. --------------------------------------------------- Lewis Brindley is recovering from a dream he had, and in this dream, everyone he knew had died, because of zombies. And he met a girl, a girl named Hannah Rutherford, and when he woke up, he knew that she had to be real. So, five years later, he is still searching for her, but also runs a business called the Yogscast. When everyone doubts that she's even real, that Lewis is crazy to be looking, Lewis only tries harder to find her. -------------------------------------- All Hannah wants is to find the raven haired man that saved her from death. All Lewis wants is to find the blonde haired owl lover that saved him from being cold and brutal. One question remains in both of their minds: are they real, or are they just a dream. {this is a sequel to my first book, "The Yogscast Walking.}
A reflection.
Do you like yours, love yours or hate yours? There's many people in this world who dislike theirs, not because of the physicality that they see in a mirror, but because they know what's lurking behind the eyes that stare. So much can be seen in yourself from your own pair of eyes, things that others don't seem to see. Do you know why that is? That's because no one knows you better than you know yourself. A pair of eyes could seem so kind, warm and innocent to the world, but only yourself could know the true darkness behind them.
There's one person in this world who knows exactly what I'm talking about. He knows the infuriating, angering feeling of the painful suffering he experiences when his own eyes meet his reflection's. Deadly, severe, menacing: is what he sees. Everyone who looks into them simply see a bright pair of ocean eyes. Blue. That's all they see. But only himself knows he's drowning in the tidal waves of their deep ocean. And no one cares enough to notice, to help, or to save.
Until her.
She used to think fire was more murderous than ice. Little did she know, that would all change at first glance. She saw the eyes, she noticed their blue, she stared for a second too long, and now she knows that there's no going back.
He'll claim her.
~If I take a step away from him, he takes a step closer to me. If I run, he'll find his way back.~
~I'm trying my goddamned hardest to not act on the ache I'm feeling to place my lips on hers, just to have a little taste, because I don't want to appear as some sex-driven teenage boy who just wants to claim her body. Because I don't. I want to claim her heart.~
*Mature content: Strong language, aggressive behaviour, sexual content etc.*
Note: Don't skip past the prologue. A bit of the dialogue or description in the first half of the book may seem slightly immature; I'll have to edit that when I get the chance.
Started: 31/08/18
Completed: 02/04/19