Basketball Dream Novels & Stories

When they had blessed the union, he made sure that he came to her with a hand-carved box with his mother’s wedding ring. Daniel wanted Emma for himself, so he walked into Edwin’s dreams one night, but he was surprised to find Emma there watching Edwin with a soft dreamy smile. Edwin had been dreaming about Emma and their life together. Teaching Emma to walk into dreams wasn’t one of Daniel’s better ideas because now she did it with ease.

When she was first brought into the basement, she tried to formulate an escape plan and even tried to seduce the bodyguard to let her escape. She figured that if she had to weigh between her life and her chastity, her chastity was expendable. After that, she also tried to plead with Brett to release her. There were countless times when she would snap awake from a fantastical dream where she was lying in her cozy bed, coddled by her parents and husband. Eventually, she began to fantasize about her freedom. Since she had been missing for a long time, she thought people must be looking for her. Perhaps one of these days, someone would break the door open to rescue her.

“I told him I didn’t like peanut butter.” I swallowed hard. “I had no idea.” She looked at me then, her eyes meeting mine fully. “You wouldn’t. He doesn’t talk about the hard parts. He talks about basketball, Princeton, his friends… you.” Her words settled like a weight in my chest. “He’s a good man,” I said, because it was true and not nearly enough. “He is,” she agreed. “But he’s also a boy with a dream. One he’s had since he was five and duct-taping socks into makeshift basketballs because we couldn’t afford a real one. One he has bled for, trained for… lived for.”

Telling myself I fell asleep in a park was way better than saying than trying to explain how I got here. “ Yes, that's what it is! It's a dream!” I said aloud, convincing myself.

Emma adjusted her skirt after stepping out of the public bus. She's not a rich girl, just a poor orphan with no financial background. She sighed a relief staring at the tallest building in the city. The most capable company that pays well but was difficult to enter. It's was her dream to work in a place like that even though she knew it wouldn't be easy but here she was. Like a dream come true. * She was required to start work today according to the email she got the day after her interview.

Emily was saying when West interrupted her. “Are you worried that if I leave the school basketball team, I won’t be popular on campus anymore?” he asked. Truthfully, Emily was worried about that, but she frowned at West for bringing it up. She retorted, “That isn’t the—” West shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly, “Then you shouldn’t be worried. Instead, you should be happy for me. I’ve already started my professional basketball career, and my dream of becoming one of the best basketball players in the world will soon come true.”

I say, grinning, causing Adonis to sigh before starting to have his lunch. "Theo, let's practice basketball for an hour after class, okay?" Adonis tells me after swallowing the food in his mouth. He asked me yesterday if I would like to join the basketball team and I said yes. When I was young, I used to watch older boys in our neighbourhood play basketball in the public court near our home in Japan. Sometimes when no one was there, I used to play alone, bouncing the ball and throwing it into the hoop. It was actually one of my childhood dreams to join a high school where there is basketball sport and somehow get into the team. But I was too nervous to go for selection while I was in Eastwoo

But since it was the start of the school year, there were a lot of freshmen coming to play basketball. Some guys quickly grabbed the best spots, waving at him. "Prime spot. Hard to come by." Drake snorted. 'Cramped, open-air, and beat-up gear?' He was glad he'd skipped college, but then again, it was a dream. He could have a bit of students' joy. He grabbed the ball, broke the defense in seconds, and dunked without breaking a sweat. The others watched with their mouths agape. "What the hell?" "Bro, you're national team material."

“Therefore, before I take care of Lee Sehun's things to be transferred to another place, then I want to meet,'' Lee Umji replied with another special intention. “I see ... alright. Where do you want to meet?'' “How was yesterday's cafe? Close enough right, I guess where we are right now is also not far.'' ''Of course. I'll be ready and thereafter an hour, okay? '' “Okay and Ha Mino ..., '' called Lee Umji, pausing for a moment. ''Yes?'' “Take the Daydream script over there later." Ha Mino smiled spontaneously. “Alright.'' Although Lee Umji only mentioned the Daydream script that he needed to bring, he knew very well what it meant. Hopefully the thinking isn't wrong this time. ***

(Juliet’s POV) “So, how far do you visualize your company in years to come?” Jason asked while we dug into the steak. It felt uncomfortable asking such questions during this time where we were supposed to say something romantic to each other, but I disregarded it and answered him. “I have set my goals right from the onset. I started by being the biggest baker in the city, then the state, soon it will be the country. Then the continent and the world.” “The world? Hmmm. Do you really think that’s possible? What do you intend to do to make that dream be realized?”