Dreamland
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I have always felt like I don't belong on Earth, hoping the aliens would kidnap me. My wish comes true, then turns into a nightmare. There is a dark man at the bar, that stalks me. DJ Babe, my new best friend, is cute and sweet. He's probably out of my league. I am now far from my family. I need to figure out every secrets, but I know it comes with risks: I am already on the Evil King's blacklist, for an unknown reason.
A story that contains forbidden love, love triangles, drama, laughs, mysteries and thrills.
* The story has been edited in February 2026.
It is different from the French story with the same name.
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